From The Past: January 12, 2005

I want to take this post to express what a wonderful man I married. I know women all over are saying that their man is wonderful, but mine really is. Let me tell you why. He:

*Cooks (and loves it)

*Cuts my hair

*Can French braid hair

*Sews beautiful dresses

*Polishes toe nails

*Cleans anything upon request with absolutely no bitterness

*Makes the bed every day

*Never leaves clothes on the floor

*Does the dishes every night (after working all day!)

*Towel dries my hair each night

*Takes Guido out every morning (this includes the weekends – he never gets to sleep in)

*Takes care of me when I am sick

*Always goes shopping with me

*Is a wonderful dad

These are just a few of the things that come right to mind. On top of all that, he’s never in a bad mood, we never argue, and he doesn’t complain about anything. He is extremely intelligent and can talk to anyone about anything. He is constantly seeking to learn more. After being married for many years, we still talk each other’s heads off.

Yes, he is the best thing that ever happened to me and no, you may not borrow him!

Currently (2021): Reading the post above today is SO ironic because I was just vlogging earlier today in the car and expressing how wonderful Kevin is. He doesn’t cook as much as he used to, but that’s only because we don’t eat the way that we used to. Whenever I ask him to make anything, he’s more than happy to help. He still cuts my hair whenever I ask him to. He would also braid it if I asked, but I’m not really into braids. I don’t think they look good on me; truth be told. He can sew, but he chooses to do cross stitch these days. I never polish my toes and I don’t ask him because no one ever sees my feet anyway. He dusts the furniture whenever I’m cleaning and he’s not working. He ‘s great at keeping the dishes washed, although I do them as well. He doesn’t complain about taking the garbage out or the Herbie down to the curb on pick-up days.

These days, I make the bed every morning, but that’s because Kevin makes the coffee. Yes, he brings me a hot cup of coffee 7 days a week, typically twice each day. He never leaves clothes on the floor because he would never think to put clothes in the floor in the first place.

He still towel-dries my hair almost every night. Guido died, but Kevin took him out every morning and every night for almost 16 years and I would take him out mid-day. He would still take good care of me if I got sick. As a matter of fact, when my mom was diagnosed with AML, Kevin learned her medications and how to take care of her Denver Drain. He even knitted her a cover for it.

He still enjoys going shopping with me and he has a great eye for spotting new things. He also remembers to look for new things that I tell him about.

He is absolutely a wonderful dad and Andrew and Ashley are very blessed to have him. Trust me, they realize this.

Kevin has always been very supportive of anything I want to do. We still don’t argue and he is never in a foul mood. He taught me a long time ago that every day is new and YOU decide what you are going to make of it and what your mood is going to be. He said that I shouldn’t let other people control my mood and that’s what I try to keep in mind.

He has his Doctorate in Education and he is valued by his peers. He treats everyone the same that he comes in contact with. He doesn’t hold grudges, isn’t argumentative and gives everyone respect. I could go on and on singing Kevin’s praises for days.

I am so very grateful for Kevin. He is my best friend.