why i love my chris.

For those of you who don't know him, this is my husband, Chris, or as I like to call him, Chrissie. Since the dawn of time, or at least the last eleven years feel that way since I'm still somewhat young, Chris has been the one person I could count on for anything and everything. I've never forgotten how much I love and depend on him, but recently I was once again let down by someone close, and it just reinforced that Chris is my true soul mate; he's not going anywhere, and he loves me even when I don't deserve it. Okay, that's so out of character for me to be sappy, now it's back to normal. This is why I love my Chris...

1. He lets me have fun without worrying that we're acting immature.

2. He doesn't get mad when I call him the girl in the relationship. He's sappy, he likes romantic comedies, and he lives to snuggle. See?

3. He protects me from snakes even though he hates them, too.

4. He agrees to compete in my pool races even though he knows I'm going to win.

5. He lets me use his tools even though I play rough and have burned him before with a red hot bolt.

6. He wakes me up every morning before he leaves to tell me he loves me and that he hopes I'll have a good day, even though my breath stinks and I tell him to leave me alone.

7. He lets me cook fish, without complaint, as often as I want, even though I know he'd prefer beef.

8. He lets me put makeup on him when his sugar is low (he's diabetic, and he may kill me for sharing that).

9. He sings me made up songs in a voice that sounds too animated and cartoonish to come out of a real human being.

10. He lets me be the animal-loving, tree-hugging, uber sarcastic, introverted, creative oddball that I am without ever trying to change me.

And that's why I love my Chrissie.