My husband is the most terrific person on the planet. And I'm not just saying that because it's getting close to my birthday and Christmas in an attempt to properly suck up. I mean it. Without him sticking by me, I'm a looney single parent whose kid ends up in the Wayward Home for Boys.
He's funny. He's smart. He's reasonable. He likes math and pays the bills. He shares my love of wine, chocolate, and sushi. Not necessarily all at the same time. But maybe.
Even though he looks like Brett Favre, I'm thankful he's not Brett Favre. Tim would never want to come out of retirement, I betcha. And he'd refrain from sending pictures of his junk to anyone.
I'm thankful every day to have such a wonderful partner and best friend.