a post that might make you vomit.

considered yourself warned.

This is one of those posts that I am mostly writing for myself. I never really considered a blog to be something I did for myself (rather, we blog for attention) until I was saying how I didn't feel like blogging one day, but I felt like I needed to, for our family and friends. That's when my best friend told me that I shouldn't blog for anyone but MYSELF (and I guess my husband too..) as a way of documenting our lives.

THIS GUY. 

So if you haven't guessed already, this is going to be a post about how much I love my husband.  It's a post for me to reflect back on when I am feeling like he takes too long to get out of the house when we're leaving, or when he's snoring too loud for me to sleep, or when he acts like a diva because he is hungry.  A post where I remember not to take him for granted.

I am not sure where to start so I'll start at the beginning.

I was pretty sure that I was doomed to be with a crappy guy who I would probably end up divorcing. This wasn't really a self esteem issue, it was just based on the women in my family (my mom, my aunt, my grandma) and the men I had dated up until I met Taylor.

This was how I KNEW that Taylor had to be TOO good to be true. There had to be some horrible awful qualities that would definitely ruin my life.

I figured I had better move to Atlanta to be sure.

Moving to Atlanta sucked. I left a lot behind in Utah, including people who loved me. I remember one of the first days of being there I was at Institute at the church and I overheard some girls talking about how weird I was and they were surprised that Taylor was so crazy about ME. It really hurt my feelings, and I would be lying if I said it didn't make me hate them a little bit. Especially because it made me realize that probably a lot of girls felt that way.

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? It didn't matter. They were rude and catty. But they were right. I am STILL surprised that Taylor is crazy about ME.

This is the part where I tell you what's so great about him.

BESIDES THAT HE IS SO HANDSOME


He is so sweet (some people call him gay), he gives everyone the benefit of the doubt, he will talk to anyone about anything, he takes SUCH GOOD care of me, he doesn't mind cooking dinner or doing laundry sometimes, he opens doors for me, he goes out of his way to make sure I get GOOD shampoo, he will help anyone, at anytime, no questions asked, he likes to spend time with me, he laughs at my jokes, he doesn't always say the right thing, which I love, because I know he's sincere when he says lovely things, he has never lied to me, I always know he will tell the truth, he gives Lux haircuts, he actually kisses and hugs me TOO MUCH (I would rather have too much, making people gag, than not enough), he likes children, he tells me I'm pretty, he eats what I cook even if it sucks, he lets me be who I am, he doesn't care when I fart on him, he always wakes me up to kiss and hug me goodbye in the morning, he fixes stuff, he likes my friends, he encourages me to do the things I love, and most importantly he cherishes my good qualities instead of focusing on the bad all the time.

There's actually like 1000 more great qualities about Taylor but we would be here for days.

If that made you WAY jealous, and you are single, here are some tips on how to bag a classy gentleman like Tayl Giddens.

1. Be funny and/or charming.
2. Be at least mildly attractive. (i.e. Brush your hair.)
3. Don't be a psycho.

That's pretty much it. Good luck!