25 Things I Love About My Husband

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I came in today from a 20-mile run and made a beeline for the shower. As always, Blair had a fresh towel waiting for me on the bathroom counter top. He's always doing small things like that to brighten my day. 

What follows is just a short list of the benefits of being married to Blair. To the men reading this blog I say--rise to the challenge. What can you do to show your partner you love her?

To my women readers, I say this: Jealous much?   ;)

Cheers,

Dena

25 Things I Love About My Husband

  1. He leaves a fresh towel out for me after a long run
  2. He makes the bed every morning
  3. He wakes me up in the morning so I don't have to deal with the screech and clanging of an alarm clock
  4. He always thanks me for cooking, even when the results are less-than-palatable
  5. He lets me control the volume on the TV
  6. He likes my curly hair
  7. He doesn't complain (much) when I stay up late reading in bed with the light on
  8. I get the majority of the closet space
  9. And the bathroom space
  10. He is the official spider/cricket/bug killer
  11. Except he has such a good heart that he usually carries the bug outside and releases it
  12. He rollers the bed (cat hair central) at night before we turn in
  13. He's always singing
  14. He has a nice voice
  15. He doesn't cringe when I sing even though I do NOT have a nice voice
  16. He gives me his cash because I never seem to remember to go to the bank and get my own
  17. He calls me and the cats "his girls"
  18. He supports me in my writing
  19. He is determined--against all existing evidence--that I will someday love the movie "Conan" as much as he does
  20. After 19 years together, he can still surprise me
  21. He buys a special bag of treats to feed to the neighbor's cat who visits him every morning as he sits out on the back porch with his coffee
  22. The man does a mean housecleaning job
  23. He combs his fingers through my hair when I have trouble falling asleep
  24. He hides chocolate for me around the house
  25. He makes me laugh like no one else

Don't be shy. We want to know. What sort of small, endearing things does your guy/girl do for you?

Checking In

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How, HOW I ask you, can it possibly be the middle of August already?? We're going to blink and it will be Christmas. I remember when I was a kid, summer would stretch out endlessly. This aging thing is getting on my nerves. 

Anywhoo, as I have nothing new or exciting to report (shocking, given the high stakes life of intrigue that I lead), I thought I'd use today's post as a status check on posts of the past. How's marathon training going? Did I ever lose those 7 pounds? What's that ganglion cyst up to these days? Let's check in and find out!

Marathon Training. In early July I posted this entry about being psyched to start my marathon training.

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Smug Marrieds: The Glide Fight

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The other day I noticed some scabs around Blair's waist, as if he'd been cut (or scratched by a cat). "What happened?" I asked. 

"It's from running," he said. "Friction with my running shorts." 

"You need some Glide," I said. 

For those non-runners, Glide, or BodyGlide, is an anti-chafing balm. It comes in a deodarant-like tube and you apply it wherever there may be friction with your body and garments. Most people put it under their arms, around their waist, around the jog bra area for women, over the nipples for men (bleeding nipples are no laughing matter), on your feet... I even put it around my wrist so my watch doesn't chafe. It's a standard product, used by the majority of runners. That or vaseline, whatever works. 

So back to Blair. "You need some Glide," I said. 

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The Spaghetti Story

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Sometimes I think I missed out on not having kids. Look at all the great blog posts I'm missing! Luckily, I have my sister and her two boys to fill the void. So I have for you today a special treat: THE SPAGHETTI STORY. 

My sister's youngest, Cole, is 4. My sister was out of the house one night and her husband Grant made a spaghetti dinner for the boys. Cole is a good eater but every now and then he just gets it in him mind that he's not going to eat, and so it was with the spaghetti. Nope, not having it. 

Well, said Grant, everyone who finishes their spaghetti gets a treat and gets to go outside and play. No dice. Cole refused to eat. So Grant and his older son finish their meal and they go outside to play. "You can come outside once you finish your dinner," Grant told Cole.

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