I have a great husband. This morning, he went outside and scraped the car because there was some serious ice hanging out around the windows. He often makes a good portion of our dinner. He hangs out with me a lot, including playing the game "Sorry" with me tonight. He does things to help me out without complaining (i.e. this afternoon he came to my work-study location and took something of mine to the car since I didn't have time before class). Last night he went to the grocery store TWICE, and there was a shooting at a WalMart close by and he didn't even complain. What a guy. He also thinks I'm funnier than most other people and constantly makes requests for certain things I do he thinks are funny. He drives me around most of the time, and he is my personal "google maps" for when I am going to crazy places in Denver and I can't figure out how to get there because there are diagonal streets that make me go crazy. And then he puts up with my anger on the phone when I can't figure out how to get anywhere. AND... he waits patiently in the morning for me as I desperately try to get everything finalized before we head off for a long day at school. So... I think it's safe to say that he's pretty great.
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