Thursday Thirteen

On this day seven years ago, I was getting ready to be a bride…a cold, frozen, rather regrettably sleeveless January bride. This seems like a good time to list out for you…

Thirteen Reasons Capt. UberHusband Is the Sexiest Man Alive:

1. He eats macaroni and tomatoes…one of my favorite foods. No other man I’d dated would get near it with a ten-foot pole, for some reason.

2. He puts the dishes away out of the dishwasher because he knows I have a pathological hatred for that specific chore.

3. He’s (generally) always waiting outside the shower when I get out, to hand me a towel.

4. He worked very hard during his year in Iraq to make sure I always felt loved, and never felt alone.

5. He’s completely supportive of my decision to go back to school.

6. When he goes out of town, he’ll drive the Jeep to the airport so I can drive the infinitely hipper Acura for a few days.

7. He was actually able to remember the gifts we’ve bought for each other the six previous anniversaries. I tested this earlier in the week.

8. He puts the toilet seat back down. Every time.

9. When he goes out of town, he calls me right before he boards and then again right after he gets off the plane.

10. His home improvement skills make our home a wonderful place to live.

11. He lets me handle the finances…and doesn’t give me any grief about it.

12. He lets me have the aisle seat when we fly somewhere.

13. He’ll call people I don’t want to talk to - like idiot cable guys, clueless landscapers, and over-billing dentist offices.

And hey…I’m finally figuring out how to use GIMP…and how to get cool stuff from iStockphoto!