I love my husband. The little things he does mean so much. This weekend, those "little things" included:
He can fix my broken computer. [That's it, underneath his, which I've been borrowing since mine died.]
He is a wonderful daddy to Olive. He makes me laugh when he calls the cat his daughter, and I think it's weird, but I know how much he loves her. Saturday we went to the Humane Society to see the dogs and cats, and afterward we went to PetsMart to get some food for Liv. His heart for animals is something I appreciate about him.I love watching him interact with the dogs. I would love to surprise him with one, but now is just not the time. One day!
He bought me a 12-pack of Coke this evening. We have stopped drinking Cokes, but he knows how much I love them, so he surprised me tonight.
Last night he hung my birthday present on the wall. I've been putting this off, and he did it because he knew I wouldn't make a decision.
He makes avatars of himself for NCAA football. Lord help me, he's ranked #1 on the Heisman watch list.
He leaves notes like this around the house.
He spent too much time with me at Home Depot this weekend looking for paint for our living room/kitchen. Here is one partially-painted wall.
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The little things are really the "big" things in life.
I had to laugh at the previous post--all HTML code. Was that caused by your dying computer? I made the mistake of using < and > for comments in a post and wacked my comments--ouch.
Yes, all code, and a complete headache! I tried to format the text from Lucida (I believe) to Trebuchet, and it turned it all to code. I have no idea why, but now I know that 2C means comma :) I copied/pasted it into Micro Word and "Find+ Replace" all my spaces, commas, apostrophes, etc. back in, which worked out OK.
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