2. Singing. Out loud. Any song.
3. Leaving my hair straightener out hours after it has been used.
4. Leaving my hair that is falling out in the tub drain.
5. Using all of his shaving cream.
6. Using his razor. (I'm sorry. No apologies. Guy razors are just...better.)
7. Beginning any sentence with "Do you remember that time...". Because he does remember that time. And he is tired of me bringing it up. And laughing hysterically.
8. Going even one mile over due for an oil change.
9. Grooming his eyebrows. One day he will thank me for this.
10.Saying that I am taller than he is. Especially in front of other people (Truth be told, I am one inch shorter. ONE. DO NOT let him tell you two. I wore flip flops on our wedding day, remember folks?)
But, you know what? Despite all of these idiosyncrasies, I came home yesterday from the grocery store and he had washed and put away several loads of laundry, loaded and emptied the dishwasher, took some straggling Christmas decorations to the basement, and helped me get the kids ready for church.
(You are thinking two things at this very moment: Number One: Awww! and Number Two: How long were you at the store?) He even brought home Kyotos for supper on Saturday night when I had blazed through a pretty rough day, AND he had a cappuccino for me, too.
I keep mulling over some of the Biblical marriage "greats" in my mind as of late. Thinking about how Rebekah left everything she knew and married Issac, not knowing what he looked like or even anything about him! Or Ruth and Boaz, and how Ruth, a widow, was just meant to be with this man she had just met. These ladies walked with God and knew this was His will. And that's all they needed to know. And that's all I need to know, too. (But the surprise cappuccino and folded onesies are nice. Just sayin'.)
I really hope one day our grandchildren are sitting on a porch somewhere, talking about how amazing their grandparents' love is for each other. Like my grandparents, Bill and Mary Deavours. Like Rebekah and Issac. Like Ross and Rachel...
And I hope I am still using his razors for a really, really long time.
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(Linking up with Oh Amanda's Top Ten Tuesday)
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5 comments:
OH my husband hates it when I use his razor. He finally bought be my very own GUY razor and now I think he borrows mine. ;)
I loved reading through your blog about your precious family & faith being woven through all your stories. Thanks for sharing! Love, in Jesus, Cynthia
@Cynthia: Thanks for your sweet comment! My little family is indeed a precious one :)
@Someone In Mind: Guy razors are the best, eh?
Oh, this is so sweet! I was smiling the whole way through. Thank you so much for this piece of happiness and joy for marriage, for trust, and for fun and laughter! This Top Ten Tuesday format looks so fun. I think I'll have to try it soon! Thanks!
LOL - your post cracked me up. I may have to write about that someday. My husband is pretty easy going, but I bet I could come up with 10 ways with no problem. ;)
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