10 YeArS....

I am going to be a little bit mushy here, so bear with me.

I have been married for 10 years TODAY!

Really-I have, to the same guy even.

We met in College. I thought that I was hot stuff.

Maybe I should say that WE thought that we were hot stuff.

I lived in a house with 8 girls-we thought that we were cool.

(don't deny it Karen-you know I am right)

Everybody came to our house, we were the hot spot in Orem.

(lame I know-you can laugh-I would)

My husband had never been to the House of 9-so I had never met him.

He was dragged to a Family Home Evening with one of his roommates.

It was there that I met him.

We played get to know you games and he had to compliment me for 60 seconds.

I say that it was then that he fell head over heals for me-but maybe it was when I told him that he needed to give me flowers.

Or maybe it was the Sumday Afternoon that I called his house and asked him to drop everything to come and pick me up and take me all the way home and then bring me back to provo.

(this was about a 5 hour round trip)

Needless to say, he got up and left Sunday dinner to come and get me.

Yep-his Mom loved me!!!

Or maybe it was the time that we laughed all night, or when I threw leaves in his face or when I heart attacked his beloved truck or maybe it was just my beautiful good looks, charming personality and wit.

Whatever the reason-He fell head over heals-and so did I.

I can't imagine my life without him.

He cheers me up when I am sad.

He lets me spend his money on crap from the D.I. even though he thinks it's stupid-but he knows it makes me happy.

He plays with our girls, read stories ALL the time and is truly their prince charming!

He makes me Laugh-a lot.

He tells me I am beautiful, even when I look like CRAP!
He kisses my neck, tells me I smell good and always notices when I get my hair done.

He hates it that I love to shop and buy new clothes that I don't need-but he ALWAYS tells me that I look nice in them-even though I didn't need them. :)

He is the guy in every country song, he makes my heart melt and all of you should be jealous!

I am grateful to this Man who makes me happy and puts up with me.

Tells me to take a nap, buys me chocolate when he can hear the bad day in my voice.

I love that he tries to fix it all-even when he knows he can't-he still tries.

I love that he loves his Mom so much, and misses his Dad more than he will ever admit.

I love this man who makes me try harder, work harder, do a little more and keep going even when I don't want too.

I love you babe.

Can't wait for the next 50 years!

PS-dont' worry-you can give me a new diamond for our 11th!!