The things you do for love...
1. I listen to my husband talk about his old black Jeep all the time. He loved that thing and put a lot of sweat (and a lot of money) into it. We fell in love in that Jeep. Something magical about those long Sunday drives down the back roads of southwest Missouri. There is something about bundling up in a cozy sweatshirt, with the top down, admiring the beautiful fall colors and sipping on a Starbucks hot chocolate that just can't be duplicated in a car, no matter how many windows you roll down. We shared some great conversations, some great music and some great memories in that Jeep. When we decided to start a family, we decided we needed something a little more practical (not to mention I couldn't climb in the darn thing because of the monster tires and the huge lift!). I know this was a huge sacrifice for him to make! Thank you R! The things you do for love...
2. Since I am 8 1/2 months pregnant, I can no longer see my feet, let alone, reach my toes. When Richard saw me struggling, he just smiled at me, grabbed my nail file, and pulled my feet up in his lap and went to work. I honestly think feet gross him out, but he didn't even hesitate or complain. The things you do for love...
3. I endure my husband's gas and sometime neurotic behavior. Oh, and I love his cat Henry. The things you do for love...
I feel like I should mention that since sharing my blog with my husband, he's decided that we again 'need' a Jeep. So:
ReplyDelete4. I let my husband trade in his practical, good gas milage, car for a Jeep. The practical side of me was over ran with the side of me that loves to see him happy and excited about being a Jeep owner again. I have to agree, it is a better fit for him (and that I'm hoping we can sneak away for some Jeep rides this fall). The things you do for love...
Julie, you're blog is so cute! I think it's very sweet that you thought Richard deserved a Jeep again. At least he didn't have to trade his car for a Suburban...ha!
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