The brag on your spouse thread!

Or SO. I’m not picky. :smiley:

I’ve had a long, hard week at work. I will have to come in over the weekend to get everything caught up before billing.

I’m laying in bed this morning, listening to the radio, trying to gear myself up to face another day, when the bedroom light flicks on and Ivylad cheerfully walks in, saying “Rise and shine!”

As I struggle to sit up, I see that he is bearing a cup of coffee and a plate with bacon and toast on it.

“You’ve had a hard week, so I thought you’d like breakfast in bed,” he tells me, setting the coffee down and handing me the plate.

So, instead of grumpily stumbling to the shower, I lounged in bed for a few extra minutes, munching my breakfast and sipping my coffee.

I’m in a good mood now. Thanks, babe.

Oh great thread!! I wanted to brag today, but didn’t want to waste an entire thread.

Today is our 10th anniversary. Earlier this week, DeHusband snuck into my office and left 3 bouquets of mixed flowers and 2 dozen roses. I walked in the next morning to all my office mates asking what DeHusband had done wrong. He just wanted me to have flowers during the week. Awww. (He bought only-the-best flowers from the local supermarket. Cheap is still good!) And this morning he gave me 10 roses and a card. And a tiny tea rose plant. And tonight we’re going to my favorite restaurant (Casa Napoli in Wetumpka, AL - trust me, if you’re ever trapped in Montgomery it’s worth the drive!!) :slight_smile:

He’s just wonderful. It’s not been an easy 10 years, but every second has been worth it. I love him with all my heart.

Oh I’m giving him a itty-bitty cell phone for his anniversary gift. No more being stuck in an airport and not being able to be reached! :smiley:

Mr. Athena has happily signed on to bring in the bulk of the household cash, allowing me to pursue jobs that I find rewarding and fun rather than taking the first job-that-pays-half-market-value that comes along in this teeny tiny little town. He’s actually told me “Don’t take that job, $xxx dollars a week isn’t worth not having you home here with me” (he works at home.)

I know he’s overcome a lot of baggage and fears to tell me this… and support me so well (mentally as well as financially) while I flit willy-nilly from one job prospect to another.

Although he’s not my SO (but is a very dear, dear, dear friend) I would like to brag…

He’s made some mistakes in his life, but he’s getting his stuff together. He’s stopped smoking, eating better, looking for a new job that will work better for him, and he’s preparing to enroll in college courses this fall. I’m proud of him, and tell him so, and now I’m sharing it.

Let’s see…he usually runs out and picks up my favorite breakfast almost every Saturday morning. He lets me sleep in on Saturdays and gets up with the kids. He knows it takes me forever to get back to sleep once the baby wakes me up in the middle of the night so he has gotten up with him 95% of the time for the last 2 years.

He brings me flowers at least 1-2 times a month.

He sends me emails during the day just to say hi or tell me that he loves me.

He plans dates for us fairly often without the kids.

He puts up with some of my nonsense and loves me when I am completely unlovable.

Yeah…I think I’ll keep him. :slight_smile:

I wouldn’t trade my husband for the world. He helps with the cleaning, he splits the cooking time with me, and he brings me little presents all the time, all in addition to being an amazing, intelligent person.
Last night, he had promised to cook (he cooks a lot in the summer because he likes to grill), but then didn’t feel like it and called to ask me if it was “okay” for him to just grab something for us on his way home instead.
It’s not often that he goes to the store without bringing me a little something back. Sometimes it’s just some Sprees or an iced tea, other times it’s something fun like a miniature VW Beatle (yellow, of course).
He always calls when he leaves work so I know what time to start dinner (if it’s my night), and so I don’t worry if he’s going to be a few minutes late.

My SO listens to me. He is the most patient person I’ve ever met and puts up with my PMSing and misunderstandings. He’s straightforward and easy going. He takes me out at least once a week (kids or not) and remembers all the little things that make me smile.

He surprised me once with a book from my childhood that I had wanted so desperately. I had seen the book at the mall when I was about 6-7 and of course my dad said no. I was heartbroken. I told my SO about the book during a conversation a LOOOOONG time ago and without much to go on (no title, no author, just some images I wasn’t real sure about), he found the book. And gave it to me for a birthday present. He’d give me cards for our monthly anniversaries with the correspondingnumber of roses to match. I told him he could make it annually or else he’d go broke.

He likes to make me smile, make me laugh, help me to relax. He can’t wait for the day until we can move in together, he brought it up first, and he loves my daughter. He’s offered to babysit her if I need time to myself and no matter how tired he is, he’s always willing to stay up and talk with me. He begged me to make him a book of all my poetry and I finally did it (gots tons of work). He listens to my weird and wild dreams without looking at me like I’m a freak. He knows exactly where to rub and how deep (massage), and he’s made me a multiple O girl because I can trust him, I can relax, and he’s a stud.
He is my best friend and my lover.

Yay! A chance to brag about my hubby!! Yay!!!

First, I would like to say that I love him more than anything and I know he loves me just as much. He is wonderful, charming, sweet, caring, and witty. I’m very lucky to have him.

He makes me tea everyday (morning, when I get home from work, at night like a million times). I am not allowed to make my own tea unless he is not home. He puts “love” in it - so it’s just not the same if he doesn’t make it!

When I used to work 7 days a week he knew how tired I was all the time. So, he did all the house cleaning, all the errands, and all the laundry. The only thing I had to do was cook - and he even tries to help me with that.

He always brings me breakfast and lunch to my weekend job. Always.

I love the way he brings me Dunkin Donuts Caramel Lattes and Slingo cards when he gets home from work.

We have been trying to have a baby for over a year now. He has been the most supportive, wonderful husband anyone could imagine. I’ve heard alot of couples who try for so long to have a baby, only to have that pressure tear them apart. We are the opposite. He understands that now and then I just need to let go and cry my heart out. He understands that I am going to nitpick every little symptom I have. He understand that I have to go through a few pregnancy tests every month. And most of all, he understands that we are going to have scheduled sex and that is all there is to it! And he never complains.

He loves to surprise me. Anything big or small - he makes into a surprise. There is the easter egg hunt he set up in our house while I was at work. The prizes were Slingo cards (yay!). There was the 25% fortune cookie for Kohls. He didn’t tell me where we were going, just that he had a surprise. When we got there, he told me that he knew I needed new clothes for vacation and that I would never break down and buy them so he brought me to the sale.

And then there is the big one. The day he had me search for puzzle pieces by putting clues all around the house leading me to the next piece. After I found all the pieces, he had a cookie sheet and instructions. I put the magnetic puzzle together and it was an address on my computer. I went to this address and there was a note telling me how much he loved me and to click on the mp3 sitting on the computer and to look under my keyboard. When I looked under the keyboard there was a pink piece of construction paper cut into a butterfly with song lyrics on it. I played the mp3 and it was my hubby singing!! He wrote a song for me, recorded it, and made it into an mp3!!!

Hal, you really are the best husband anyone could ask for. I know I say it alot, but I’m gonna say it again. I love you more than anything in the world. You are the best!!

:: tons 'o blushing :: Well, what can I say? You deserve every single good thing that happens to you, and more. You’re the most wonderful thing in my life, and my reason for being. I’m just glad I can bring a smile to that beautiful face now and then. I love you too!!

Yeah, someone just earned herself an extra-large latte tonight. :wink:

This is a good idea for a thread. I’m 4 months pregnant and my emotions are not completely stable and my hubby has put up with A LOT without complaints.

He buys me fresh flowers every week so I have something nice to look at.

He cooks dinner for me every night and it’s always fabulous.

He cleans our apartment so I don’t have to inhale the cleaning fumes. He does a better job than I ever would.

He won’t let me carry anything heavy, including laundry.

He tells me I’m beautiful every day, even when I KNOW I look/feel terrible.

He lets me sleep late.

He looks at me with love and makes me laugh.

I can’t live without him. He’s a super guy.

My husband always calls when he’s on his way home from work to see if we need anything like milk or bread, even on nights that he works late.
He always makes sure I have a full tank of gas in my car.
He works a regular 40-hour job, plus a part-time job, so that I only have to work a part-time job (just during the school year) and I can be home with the kids when they’re off from school.
When we were dating, he often willingly included my daughter in things that we did, and after we got married, he legally adopted my daughter.
:slight_smile: I think I’ll keep him!

This thread is giving me warm fuzzies. :slight_smile:

I sent my hubbie the link…did you guys? Hmmmmm?

I wish I had a spuse to brag about :frowning:

Sometimes I feel like I’m going to wind up like Lenny in the Simpsons, pretending to have a spouse just so people treat him differently :slight_smile:

Oh good…cuz ya know that was the only reason I posted that, right? :wink:

Sounds like there are a lot of good guys out there. But nary a peep about good gals?

I’ll simply say my wife has put up with far more then any woman should ever have to do, from both myself and the world-at-large. She’s weathered it all beautifully though, and is the brightest star in my sky.

Ivy , heres the thread where I brag about my wife:
What my wife means to me!!!

Well I fucked that up, here’s what I want you to read:

I am 41 and I married my wife 15 years ago, we were shacked up 2 years before that. On June 5, 1995 I was in an automobile accident (9 years yesterday). I had a tramatic brain injury. I was in the hospital for 6 and a half weeks. My wife slept on a cot beside my bed for six and a half weeks. When I was prepared to be discharged, my wife was advised to put me in a nursing home. She was not properly trained or able to take care of me. Also, I outweighed her by 150 pounds and sometimes brain injury survivors get violent. She refused and brought me home and became my nurse and therapist. Over the next 2 years I was literally unable to function as an individual, most of the time we were not seperate. She taught me how to walk and take care of myself. Eventually she taught me how to read and do math again and how to begin to function in the world again. She always knew the right thing to do, when to push me, when to back off. When I needed help and when I needed to do something on my own. I have returned to school now and I am studying to be a civil engineer. It is doubtful that I would exist today were it not for my wife. I owe everything that I am or ever will be to her. She is in the hospital right now. She had about of pleurisy and it gave her pancreatitis. She sent me home last night to get ready for calculus this week. I wish that I knew what I did to deserve her.

Give me a break, I just got home from the funeral parlor.

I just wanted the chance to brag on my husband, JustPlainBryan. Today, I got myself a flat tire, and when I called him, he took the time off of work to come over and change my tire for me in 95 degree weather, because he knows that I’m completely useless when it comes to things like that, especially if it’s warmer than 72 degrees outside.

Oh yeah. Bryan’s the same way. I don’t know what I did to deserve him.

My SO does the same thing! Every weekday as I get ready for work her gets up and makes me my tea, and it tastes so much better when he makes it than when I do! He too, says he packs it full of Love. I have big heaping piles of it around the house, so there’s always Love when I need it :smiley: He also makes me a sandwich and packs a lunch for me so I don’t have to worry about it (since I barely give myself enough time to get ready for work as it is).

I am an insomniac, and when I enter a bout of insomnia (as I did this past week - combined with PMS, this was NOT a fun week!) he’s always willing to do anything to try and help me sleep, including going to bed when I’m ready, rather than when he is (this works well now as he is taking time off over the summer before going back to school in the fall). He also doesn’t get mad (anymore hehehe) when I wake him up at 3am telling him I can’t sleep and I need him to calm my brain down. He’ll stroke my hair and rub my back and soothe me back to sleep. It means so much to me that he’s willing to do this. He’s even done it when he had important things to do the next day, because sometimes the only way I can sleep is if he’s helping me.

It sounds weird, but I also love him because he’s willing to spend my money. I am an incurable Scrooge, so when he drags me out of the house, telling me that [í]I’m* paying for dinner and a movie, or that I have to buy myself some new clothes or whatever, it’s actually a really good thing, because as much as I hate spending money, I’m always so much happier having done it than having sat at home with nothing to do. I am not rich, but I do have a good full-time job now, and sometimes it’s good to remind myself that I’m not a “poor starving student” anymore. He’ll pay for things too, btw, but its nice to treat yourself once in a while, even if you’re forced into it! hehehe

My SO isn’t the most romantic man, though he tries. He’ll occasionally get me flowers, but only for really important things. He loves to cook, so he’s always making supper. I really appreciate that, because I HATE cooking. I’m a chemist, so I’m comfortable mixing organics and acids and whatnot at work all day, but ask me to start mixing food together and the result is far from being edible!

He’s a sweetie. I love him so much, and he takes such good care of me. :smiley:

See, that’s why he’s romantic. Not because of the flowers (or lack thereof) but because he likes to do things for you. He wouldn’t do them if he didn’t love you.

Sigh. I’m glad I started this.