Originally written: October 17, 2015
Brian read this to me tonight from Facebook: “I’ve got 99 problems and 86 of them are completely made up scenarios in my head that I’m stressing about for absolutely no logical reason.”
That’s so you, he told me.
Wow, thanks honey….
MEN! What are you going to do with them?
But even despite that, I’m so thankful for my man. Let me tell you why:
1. He loves me even though he thinks 86 of my 99 problems are made up.
2. He listens to all 99 problems.
3. He forgives me when I forget to tell him things.
Example: Brian is doing the bills.
Brian: What did we do on the 14th? That was this week…
Me: Ummm…
Brian: Did you take out $250?
Me: Ya, I think I did. I meant to tell you that.
I don’t even think his blood pressure went up a single point.
4. I strongly dislike pets. Yes, I said it. My husband is a vet, and I don’t like pets. Please pass all judgment now and then leave it behind.
I saw this saying when we were in Hilton Head and laughed so hard I had to take a picture. I just came across it again. As I’ve mentioned before, we have two cats: Sammy (diabetic, on insulin twice a day and Prozac because he bites me!) and Mr. Darcy.
They make life challenging because there is nothing they won’t stop at to get whatever it is that I’m cooking. I have threatened many times to let Sammy out “by accident.” I say I wouldn’t be disappointed if he was gone, but truthfully, I might shed a tear. Maybe. Darcy and I have a stronger bond—he is resting his head on my computer keyboard at this very moment (but don’t be too impressed—this has never happened before).
Either way, I tell you all about these cats because it is the least I can do for a man who loves Jesus, loves me, loves our three babies and desperately wanted to be a large animal vet and still moved to North Canton.
I am one lucky girl.
