This one goes out to The Paul...

My Husband. As we are quickly approaching out 2nd year wedding anniversary, and I was trying to think of clever gifts to get him for our anniversary, come to find out there is not a whole lot out there besides the conventional ideas for Cotton. So I decided in this new age, and new technology I would therefore dedicate my blog to The Paul, which it pretty much is most days about our life and experiences.

Which brings me to reflect on why I got married to this man. We have been through a lot since we met some 7 years ago, we started off as friends in a strange land from two different worlds which some how collided. Here was a person who could make me laugh even in the darkest hour, a person who could some how as if magic make everything okay, just by being there. He is so thoughtful, and not just on occasions, but everyday when it counts.
Last night after we both got home from work, we discovered our hot water pipe was frozen, and there was a pile of dishes to be done, and we both just looked at eachother and thought, let's go out to dinner. Something we use to do all the time in Chicago, but since moving here, and money being not what it use to be, we don't do so much anymore. We went to this really obscure looking place, called Carmons, which looks like a diner, but is a french crepe cafe place. I won't lie I was craving french fries in the worst way, which I never eat anymore, but had a bad day and was looking forward to stuffing my face with grease to make it all better. Needless to say there was not a fry in sight, and I was getting grouchier by the second. Then I took a moment and realized here I am with my husband, my best friend, getting ready sit down to a lovely meal, and I was totally ruining the evening with my mood. I took a step back and I have to say we had a great meal, awesome conversation, and forgot about our worries. From there we walked around town, and made our way to the camping store while I watched Paul light up like a kid in a candy store and he browsed the camping gear planning for the summer, even if it was like -26 Celsius out last night.

It was a great time, and it times like those where I realize just how fortunate I am, and I just wanted to let Paul know how much I love and appreciate him, and I know he reads my blog as much as he tries to say he doesn't. ;) And to let him know that with out him, life would be a pretty dull adventure, and I am so glad he is on the journey with me.