why he is 'the one'

he shares my religious beliefs (or lack thereof)

he loves 'law and order' as much as me

he always puts gas in the cars

he doesn't want meat on his half of the pizza either

he vacuums and mops (with my favorite hyacinth scented disinfectant) while i am out so the house smells like the conservatory at Bellagio when i get home

he can soothe a little child's fears and calm a tantrum like no other (except maybe Mrs Kay:)

he doesn't wear a lanyard

or a tattoo

or any jewelry (except a plain gold wedding band = cute)

he went to trader joe's three times this week to try to get a picture with Pedro Hernandez for me :) (gasp - i can never look Pedro in the eye again!)

the myheritage.com facial recognition thingie said he was a mixture of George Clooney and Adam Sandler (ps if Adam Sandler and Lance Bass had a baby together it would look like Mena Suvari :)

he won't admit to it... but i think he likes Lady Gaga too :)

he loves photography too and always has the best apps to share with me

he is really really good at photoshop

he tells the kids to shhhhhush when Nat King Cole comes on in the car and turns it up :)

he can fix things

he is like, totally strong as an ox!

he can always out-double-entendre me (and let me tell you... that's hard to do:)

he likes to throw useless stuff away too

he always drives even when i know he really doesn't want to

he can schmooze cranky old people and talk to them when i cannot think of a single thing to say to them as they are clearly aliens from space

he knows how to use the ridiculously complex DVD player (stupid asshole little thing)

we vehemently hate all the same people and bitch endlessly about them until their ears burn off :)

we always agree on which sandwich to split (at least i think we do.... or he's just really being that nice)

he just called me to report a monchichi sighting at irvine spectrum :)

he's always there when scary things are happening

he can pick up dead animals and dispose of them accordingly

he doesn't barf at really bad smells

he always carries in the groceries

he lets me buy camera things i don't really want or need (and then doesn't eye roll when i return them... and buy them again... and return them again... ad lib to fade)

he agrees that driving rountrip 40 miles just for tillamook mudslide is not nuts

he loves Massachusetts too

he loves 'hearts' me and i 'heart' him xoxoxo