Happy in the Middle

I married my McDreamy (anyone watch Grey's Anatomy?). I was thinking about what attracted me to my husband and realized that I love him now for reasons I didn't know about before we got married.

Anyway, I came up with lots of reason why Big J is my McDreamy:

1) He brings me coffee and the paper in bed every morning.
2) He makes sure I have really warm long underwear on when I sit in the duck blind with him.
3) He's tall - can reach things and change lightbulbs.
4) He remembers what I wore on our first date.
5) He makes sure the refrigerator is stocked with Mike's Hard drinks for me.
6) He let my little sister live with us for 6 months.
7) He cleans bathrooms and does laundry.
8) He travels - but he calls me when he takes off and when he lands so I don't worry.
9) He worries about me if he can't contact me.
10) He cooks . . . and cleans the kitchen when he's done!
11) He's fun to dance with.
12) He cries at weddings, sappy commercials, and most hero/honor/sports movies.

Pretty simple list.

For some reason, women find comfort is husband bashing - I am trying to change that trend. Really - I realize that making sure I have really warm long underwear on doesn't sound that McDreamy, but I think it is sweet. He doesn't fold the laundry the way I want (or in my organized way), but at least he'll fold it. He cooks - more food than I ever need or want, but at least he's cooking. He'll clean the kitchen instead of change diapers, but I can't really complain when he's cleaning! He screws up on occasion and so do I, but we both have learned to apologize.

Anyway, he's my McDreamy.

Sappy, I know, but I don't care.