I am a wife. Not a very good one most of the time, but a wife. Thankfully, a very patient man tamed me. I'll refer to him as B in the blog. I truly thought I'd skip the whole marriage deal and be a kick-ass independent career woman for this lifetime, but he is HILARIOUS. He's the only person in the world who has the same sick, twisted sense of humor that I do, so I didn't really have a choice except to marry him. Plus, he has the biggest heart ever and I don't have one at all, so we complement each other nicely.
He is a hockey fanatic which can be irritating but I appreciate his love for the sport even though he probably thinks I don't. He is a history buff too which I find very attractive. He hates to read, loves to eat...did I mention he's a chef? He feeds me well and his spontaneous romantic dinners are always amazing.
His hugs are the best, he's my best friend and my biggest cheerleader, (besides my mom of course). He's cute too - take a peek at the pic and check him out if you can tear your eyes away from my pasty bat-wing arm, hahahaha.
In short, he's the best. Sorry to all the ladies out there who were hoping to snatch up the best husband out there because I already got him. I'm sure I'll mention him lots throughout the blog since he's the one that keeps me sane in the craziness of our lives so I figured he deserved a proper introduction.
Love you B.
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