eye love him.

just want you to know that

i really love this guy.

really.

it's so nice to love and be loved.

he really sees me.

and, he loves me still.

and... i smell him.

and love him still.

a lot.

and... some days i wish i was Mrs. God...
so i could help everyone find their peanut butter.

cause... life is meant to be lived in pairs.

i just know it.

happy love day!

ps.  so, i just write this sappy, love post right?  then i shut down the computer and glance over at a pile of laundry that the professor just took from the drier.  laying on the top is my new dillard's-super-clearance cardigan.  that i loved.  totally shrunk and ruined.  not only did he wash it (as i would not have) he dried it.  

this is not the first time that he has shrunk my favorite sweater...

he threw in a couple loads of laundry today while i was grocery shopping.  it was a surprise.  he had good intentions. but i am still SO MAD.  yes, i said it.  i love him, but i am so mad that he did the laundry.  

why can't i just know that he was trying to care and not feel like he didn't care at all...

marriage.

the moral of the story- yes, i'm grateful for my peanut butter... but sometimes i wish he wasn't so nutty.