Why I Love My Husband

Because he brought me this on Tuesday night, after the LUF was confirmed:

Swedish Fish flavor. I don't know how they do it, but it tastes just like them!! :)

Why I Love My Husband

Because as I write this... it's 10:30 at night, my DH just got home from a soccer game and he is cleaning out the clogged garbage disposal. He took part of the pipes apart, has a piece in hand and he's cleaning out egg shells and sweet potato shavings/peels with a fork. The gunk was packed in there. Packed. Ugh.

I am more than happy to clean toilets when he deals with things like this!!!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Heard in the Isaiah household last night...

Me: What time are you going to Mass tomorrow morning?

DH: 6:45.

Me: What time would you like breakfast then?

DH: What time would I like breakfast? (Slightly puzzled)

Me: Yes, what time would you like breakfast?

DH: What time would I like breakfast? .... Oh crap...

Me: (Laughing) You forgot to get me a card, didn't you?

DH: Yes. (Hangs head in shame) Here honey! You dropped this sock! Here's the sock for your drawer! Oh, here I'll put these other socks away. These are my socks. They go here! See, I'm being very helpful.

Ahh... my DH is the best! :-D

This is a man who constantly, daily, showers me with the most amazing love... he gets up early and works hard every day to provide for us. He's sweet and funny and is the best listener (oh man, does he ever put up with a lot from me!). He is thoughtful and he gives the best back and shoulder rubs (I ask for them often). I am SO lucky to be his wife!

I reminded him last night that he's made me some really cute cards lately. (My sister suggested that I leave construction paper, scissors and cute stickers out on the desk for him tonight, haha!)

This is the one I made him:

Hope you all had a wonderful day! :)

How I Met My Husband

Part 1

Well…. my husband and I met online! Neither of us thought it would really work out that way (meeting someone online), but Our Lord has a pretty good sense of humor…

I had been on the site for about 2 years when he first emailed me. In fact, I had even met one of his friends! (Obviously that didn’t work out. :)) So my husband, finally gave in and joined the site I was on. And apparently, my photo kept showing up under his ‘saved searches’ when he logged on. 

So… on a Sunday evening in August 2006, he wrote to me. It was one of the most thoughtful introductory emails I received. The subject line was even “impromptu prelude” which, as a pianist, I definitely appreciated. :)

I made him wait… 2 days… until I wrote back. He wrote back immediately. I made him wait 2 more. And then… it was emails several times a day until we met in person, 2 weeks later. He drove the 4 hours to take me out to lunch which was the best date of my life, until the second… and third… and it STILL keeps getting better. That first date was wonderful - we had so much in common - most importantly, our faith. He was the oldest of 4 boys, I was the oldest of 5 girls. Our parents were close in age; in fact, both sets of parents had birthdays in June, within a few days of each other. (So now, in the summer, we get both families together for an annual baseball game. Lots of fun!) (And, oh, did I mention that when I opened the door, my first thought was “wow, his photos didn’t do him justice!”) On the way back home from our first date, we stopped at the church where I worked - and I unfortunately had forgotten my keys so we couldn’t stop in for a quick visit. We drove home (literally minutes from the church) ... and I had… yes… forgotten my keys, so I had locked myself outside of house! No one else was at home to let me in! At the time I had O.n.st.ar in my car which I used to remotely unlock the car, get the garage door opener, and get in the house. Neat trick. I think my husband was impressed with O.n.st.ar. :) Anyway, back to the church we went, for a quick visit, and on the way out, he asked me if I had ever driven a manual transmission. “Nope,” was my response, “but I want to learn before I’m 30!” So… he handed me the keys and proceeded to give me a quick lesson around the empty parking lot. :) How thoughtful…. 

We went back to the house, where I played one of my favorite pieces for him (which I later recorded and put in our wedding video). I usually get really nervous playing for people I don’t know, but for some reason didn’t mind playing for him. Hmmm… He even spent time looking at an enormous photo collage that I had put together for my Dad’s surprise 60^th birthday party. He got to see a number of pictures of me and my sisters growing up that day!

Two weeks later, after daily emails and phone calls, he was back for another lunch, a concert (given by my piano teacher at the time), Sunday mass and dinner. As he said, it was 4 dates in one… the life version of a crescendo. :)

In the middle of October, he told me he loved me for the first time. PURE JOY!!! And we continued with serious as well as random emails - how do you squeeze the toothpaste tube? Which way does the toilet paper roll go? And a week later, when I went down to visit him for the first time, he asked me “what shapes do you like?” This question was, I thought, out of the blue, so my response was “Shapes? Shapes? What do you mean, shapes?” Him: “You know- oval, circles…”. Me: “Uh… I don’t know. I guess… circles? Wait!!! NO!!! Square! The princess cut!!!”

A few weeks after that, he surprised me for a weekend visit. I thought he was out running errands when he was actually on his way to surprise me, and ask my Dad for my hand. I walked into the kitchen after playing for the Saturday Vigil mass and there he was… my parents and sisters knew - what sneaks!

Two weeks after that, the day before Thanksgiving, he drove up to pick me up - we were visiting his parents for Thanksgiving, and I was meeting another brother, and he met me for noon mass at the Cathedral. We were kneeling in front of the Tabernacle after mass, when he told me he had something for me in the car. I said “Really? (very excited) Should I wait here?” Him: “It’s a pumpkin scone.” Me: “Huh?” (looking quite crestfallen, according to him.) Him: “But I have a card for you.” Me: “OK.” (it was a very nice and mushy card). I turned around to put it in my purse, and when I turned back, there he was with the most beautiful ring. Kneeling in front of the tabernacle…. how awesome is that?!?!?! And by the way, I should mention that it was November 22, the Feast of Saint Cecilia.

End of Part 1.

ps: I do in fact, like all things pumpkin. But, I was not expecting a pumpkin scone. The ring was much better. :-D

Why I Love My Husband

First- applause to Kaitlin for coming up with this idea! She said it so well. It's so important that we as women build our husbands up instead of tearing them down. I cannot stand listening to women who complain about their husbands. My husband isn't perfect but then neither am I! With so many marriages in trouble these days, we need to do our best to show others what it is supposed to be. My path to heaven has a name... and it is the name of my husband.

First, I remember an awesome priest I know giving a meditation on cheerfulness. He mentioned that sometimes the most difficult thing to do is SMILE. He told us to use toothpicks if we had to.

Well, my awesome hubby is my set of toothpicks. I can never stay mad, irritated or down-in-the-dumps around him. I'm generally a pretty optimistic person, but boy, when those crazy hormones kick in, watch out! :) He always manages to get me to smile though, whether it's making funny faces, cracking jokes, literally propping up the sides of my mouth, or tickling me until I end up cracking small smiles that eventually escalate into one of those laugh-till-you-hurt moments. And then... I never remember what it was that I was mad about in the first place.

I love being married to a man who likes more than anything, to see me smile.

See... I'm smiling now! :-D I love you Honey!