Favorite Memory?

At our wedding we'd written our own vows-- I went first and *completely* forgot what I was supposed to say, but stumbled through. Then he starts, "I love your boogery sneezes..." I was ready to whack him with my bouquet, but then he went on and got all choked up, talking about how he wanted to spend his life with me. I love that memory!

When my mom was seriously il in the hospital, and he just held me while I cried. When the sh*t hits the fan, he's my rock.