WARNING: MUSHY POST

So, I have been thinking a lot lately about how lucky I am to be married to my super hunky, adorable, loving, strong, supportive, accepting, patient, diligent, persistent, crafty, handy, smart, sexy Man O' Mine.

Yes, that's Mike in a nutshell. All of those things and more. I've been watching this man grow in so many ways lately, and I can't help but wonder, what happened to the knuckle head I started dating 6 years ago???? He's become a better man than most I know, and has taken it upon himself to make me as happy, comfortable and loved as possible. And I love him so much. He knows what to say when I'm crying, or stressed, or crying, or irritated, or crying, or anxious, or crying, or angry, or crying (see the pattern?). He knows how to make me laugh. He knows how to drive me up the wall in a way that only makes me love him more. He takes my abuse. I beat him pretty soundly, and he just laughs. He fixes my house. He feeds my bank account. He talks to my belly (now that I'm pregnant. I would not have found this cute if I weren't). He smacks my bum. He's a lean, mean grilling machine, especially in tailgate situations. He's an excellent laundry folder. He's good at sharing our bathroom. He gives crappy back rubs, but still, he tries. He listens to Journey. He laughs really loudly, in such a sincere way. He coaches high school kids, because he feels like he wants to give back for all his high school coaches did for him. He loves to eat what I cook (and it's usually not great) and always gives me rave reviews. He likes to grocery shop with me. He only eats the chocolate and vanilla ice cream from the Neopolitan flavor, leaving what he calls the "strawberry mohawk". He cuts coupons out of our Sunday paper. But he never puts them away. He lets me drive the new car, even though he had to give up his truck for it. And he lets me park it in the garage. He'll always pick a restaurant to go out to, because I refuse to make decisions. He makes me cut his hair, even though I get really nervous every time I have to do it. And even when I butcher it, he tells me he likes it. He brings me whoopie pies from the broad street market. He invites me to his office for lunch dates. He always texts me to let me know he'll be home late if he's going to the gym, or staying at work. He won't talk to me on the phone if I'm driving, mostly because he doesn't think I'm a good driver. Better safe than dead, he's says. He let the bunnies who dug a hole in our front yard live, instead of trying to kill them with the mower because he was angry about the hole. He's read all of the Harry Potter books, and we've seen all of the movies together. He's really hoping our baby will be a daddies' girl. He always has to hang his shirts in the closet facing the same direction. He has to check the locks on the house several times before he feels comfortable that they're actually locked. He locks me in the house when he leaves me. He kisses me every morning before he leaves for work, even though I'm not awake. Now he kisses my belly, too.

He tells me every day, more than once, that he loves me. How much luckier could I be?

Now ladies, I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way about her man, so if ya got love, show it! This blog was inspired by a friend of mine who sent me the husband tag game below. So if you're reading this... TAG! Now tell me about your hubby!

Husband Tag
1- His Full Name: Mike Sage
2- How long have you been together? Together 6 years, married 2 years 7 months!
3- How long did you date? about 3.5 yrs
4- How old is he? 28
5- Who eats more? Uh...definitely him:)
6- Who said I love you first? It was him. And it was very romantic and sweet and gushy and mushy.
7- Who is taller? Mikey Pooh
8- Who sings better? Ha! That would be me. And I'm not good. But he's just awful. And he knows it. So he sings a lot just to torture me.
9- Who is smarter? I have more random knowledge, but he's got some serious, geeky computer genius stuff going on. If he's into it, he's a master of it...
10- Who does the laundry? We both do, depending on what items we are out of!
11- Who pays the bills? We both do, depending on who is busy
12- Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? If you're standing at the foot of the bed looking at it, Mike sleeps on the right side.
13- Who mows the lawn? Mike usually does, but I've mowed it a couple times this summer, since he's been uber busy. The front yard is small, but totally killer because it's hilly!
14- Who cooks dinner? Usually me, especially now that I'm not working. But he's got his signature meals he likes to cook.
15- Who drives? Both of us
16- Who kissed whom first? Mike definitely kissed me first. I was shy and afraid of him:)
17- Who's more stubborn? I'd say Mike, but I don't really think either of us are stubborn, except in extreme cases, and it's usually not with each other.
18- Who asked whom out first? Mike likes to joke that he tricked me into dating him. And he did.
19- Who proposed? Mike. It wasn't that smooth. I thought he was breaking up with me at first.
20- Who has more friends? I didn't realize this was a popularity contest! We both have lots of friends!
21- Who is more sensitive? Oh, that would be me. Very much me.
22- Who has more siblings? I also win that one in a landslide, 7 beats 1!
23- Who wears the pants? He usually does, unless I feel TERRIBLY strongly about something, and pull out all the stops to get my way:)