Warning: Mushy-gushy, Lovey-dovey, Hubby-wubby stuff.

I usually try my best to keep from writing about the mushy-gushy, lovey-dovey, hubby-wubby stuff. For the most part, I like to focus on my adventures, friends, experiences and the rest of life in general. After all, those are huge parts of my world and there is only so much you can say about a wonderful relationship before making everyone around you want to puke. Thus, even in my day-to-day life I really don’t talk about my husband with others too much. When friends make comments on how cute we are or how great we are together, I probably tend to quickly agree, maybe blush a little and then change the subject. There’s no need to ramble on and on about what most already know: Robby is–without a doubt–a lovable, amazing person and an incredible husband. (He kind of has to be to put up with me. It’s a prerequisite.)

That being said, every once in a while I really do just have to gush, if only just a little. Because he is wonderful, and I very rarely give him enough credit for that. I forget that this world is made up of billions of douche-bags, and that I did not get one of them. Not even close. I got Robby. Robby, who is patient and understanding and calm when I’m frantic. Who allows me to over-analyze everything out loud and doesn’t mind that I’m insane. Who loves educating me on the simple things in life, such as Star Wars and Back to the Future marathons and cheap Mexican food. Who simply chuckles and looks at me with love-filled eyes when I dance obnoxiously or pronounce a word wrong. Who gets up to bring me water when he’s already laying down in bed, just because I don’t feel like going to get it myself. Who will be an amazing daddy one day, and who loves to annoy me every month by saying, “Yay! We’re pregnant!”, even when we both know that we’re definitely not. Who loves my friends, who love him right back. Who is always on my side and never fails to put me first. Who allows me to drag him to things he doesn’t really want to go to, and has a good attitude about it just the same. Who gets excited everytime he sees a deer. Who is always happy and rarely not smiling. Who is selfless and faithful and oh-so-handsome and the best listener I know. Who constantly is able to surprise me, in a good way. The other day he made homemade butterscotch cookies. They tasted like those Great American Cookies you can buy at the mall. Among everything else, the dude can bake. Apparently he learned from home-ec in high-school. Just when I think he can’t get any better, or that our relationship is at it’s best, he proves me wrong. He always gets better. And we always get better together.

To top it all off and for reasons that sometimes surpass my understanding (I mean, the guy knows everything about me…), he seems to think I’m pretty great too. The other day I received a typed love note that was just too sweet not to share. I did make sure I had husband’s permission before I showed y’all though. As it is a little sappy, I was relieved that it only took asking him, “Pleaseeeee?” a few times.

“Dear Christina,

A few of the many reasons I love you.

You have dinner ready for me after work.

You do Christmas shopping for my family on the most hectic day.

You do all those things around the house. Clean laundry and much more.

You keep me from being a total hermit.

You love our dogs as much as I do.

You go out and help make money for us.

You are a very determined person and an achiever.

You’re my light in the darkness.

There could never be words strong enough to express how much I love you. You’re my everything. I love you so much,baby.”

If it’s not clear yet, we maybe like each other a little bit.

As a side note, husband really isn’t much of a writer. He actually kind of hates it. So the fact that he typed this up was a heart-melter all in itself, though I couldn’t help but giggle about the “light in the darkness” bit. I was also pretty proud of him for how great his grammar was. I didn’t have to make any punctuation or spelling changes when typing it up, and only had to capitalize a few things. Props to him! (And me, for the English lessons I’ve given him over the years. Hee.)

24 thoughts on “Warning: Mushy-gushy, Lovey-dovey, Hubby-wubby stuff.

  1. Meg says:

    awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwaklsjdfkljasdlkfjaslkdfjaskldfjalksdf I teared up a bit. That is so..you’re very blessed. but you know that 🙂

    You’re so lucky to have someone who loves every ounce of you. 🙂

  2. That is so sweet!

    Yes, coffee should happen soon! Do you want to shoot me another e-mail? I can then send you my number…and we’ll figure it out from there! Have a good one.

  3. Anonymous says:

    This part alone: Who allows me to over-analyze everything out loud and doesn’t mind that I’m insane. makes him worth anything required to keep him for rare is the man who doesn’t feel a compulsive need to ‘fix’ a woman to get her to shut up and or “act sane”!!

  4. your hubby is the cutest…gush away! I thought mine was good but I have never received a typed out love note….I’m telling Colin to get on it….HOWEVER, one night (b/c I work a lot of evenings and weekends) Colin did an entire recipe on my blog for me ! I was so happy lol

  5. Tessa says:

    While I was laying in bed at your house after New Years (hungover and feeling miserable) and overhearing y’all converse. You guys are adorable and so sweet to one another….which makes me laugh cause y’all are kind of playfully rude to each other in front of others. Definitely not the case behind closed doors. lol Anyway, made me smile. Love you both a ton and I’m so happy for y’all ❤

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