The Just Like PB&J

My honey and I have been together pushing 17 years in May. It's been a long, sometimes bumpy, exhilarating ride over the years....yet, I have to clear that it's been truly wonderful. (go ahead and throwup at the 'cuteness'...it's okay...I understand).

He G-E-T-S me...he never wants me to be anyone other than who I am (maybe a little less messy at times, and he wants me to help him make the bed (his way) without rolling my eyes). Ummm...I'm sure he would want me to pick up my shoes off the closet floor and hang my clothes up on the hangers...oh, and not leave my hair stuff all over the vanity.

He loves that I am clumsy to a fault....that I have an extensive 'getting ready for bed' routine that keeps me looking beautiful  :)... He loves that I have to shave my legs every single day (and has done it for me on occassion when I couldn't do it for myself). He loves that I have little cute feet, and loves that I have a freckle on the side of one foot. He loves that have an infinate need for my eye brow pencils, lipstick, eye drops and kleenex 24 hours a day...7 days a week! He loves that life stops if I can't find (or forget to pack) my eye brow pencil, lipstick, eye drops or kleenex; to which he will stop at nothing to help me rectify an potentially dangerous event!  He loves that I dance like a 'white' girl with no rythum and groove whatsoever (you know you do!!!!). He loves that I love to read and crochet and that I can throw down party food with the best of caterers! He (secretly) loves that my body becomes a human fireball in bed, which makes for a very hot and sweaty sleeping experience. I think he even loves that I need help shopping for clothes in order to prevent a full-on ugly panic attack.

At any rate - he loves me and I am one lucky gal! We are PB&J, Eggs & Grits, Jack & Coke, Tea & Sugar, Moon & the Stars, Bacon & Everything......we go together.... we fit together.

I'm not sure what  did to get so lucky...or Blessed.

I'm not gonna question it!

Peace