Wednesday

You know your husband loves you when


You wake up on a cold night to find your husband has turned on the fan (he is always hot while he sleeps; you are always cold). He has also pulled the down comforter out of the linen closet and covered you with it while you slept.

You mention in passing that you miss all the soups and stews you used to make during the winter in Chicago and the weather is finally getting cool enough for soup in Texas. You come home from work and he has made stew for dinner.

Every time you say you need to work on your book, he makes plans with friends or finds something to entertain himself. He has never made you feel guilty for writing or taking time for the book, no matter how many nights this involves, even when it included going to an 11-day conference out of state.

He helps support you financially (and in every other way) while you are in grad school.

He is leaving to go somewhere and you say, “Bye,” and he says, “Don’t say that. It sounds too permanent.”

Neither of you leaves the house without kissing each other goodbye.

He puts your iPod in your purse so you'll have it for work.

You are so sentimental it makes other people disgusted, but it makes him smile.

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