Christopher doesn’t like when I write posts ALL about him.
Sometimes I do it anyway.
I love him even though he has strong opinions very contrary to my own about how meat should be thawed.
I love him even though the other day he was sick and kept insisting that the house was too cold. I felt like we were suddenly vacationing in the tropics and I hadn’t packed the appropriate clothes.
I love him even though we have 402 books on the bookshelves, most of which (370 to be exact) have titles like this. In other words, they’re books I would probably never buy.
It’s very obvious which of the remaining 32 books were my contributions to our library.
I love him so much that I’m always passing along interesting things I hear because I know he likes that kind of thing. Like that time I told him that studies have shown the more birthdays you have the longer you live.
Life with me is so educational.
Haha yikes talk about high temperatures! I would melt if we kept the house at 77.
Our book shelf is very similar, just add in some financial greatness self help books and we are set!