I’ve decided to hijack Dave’s (our) blog today. Usually I never post here, because it tends to get people’s panties in a knot, and the only people who read the blog are Dave’s friends and they wouldn’t find me half so interesting.
My purpose in hijacking is to announce that today is Dave’s 25th birthday. It’s been a really odd year for the two of us. We’ve moved around so much, etc etc. Through it all, Dave has definitely been the stronger of the two of us. He keeps me steady, although that is an almost impossible task at times. Sometimes it’s hard for me to be grateful for all the good in our lives, but for Dave it seems to be an easy thing. I’m proud of him for always keeping things in perspective, and for remembering that this earthly place where we’re currently abiding is not our home. I love him for reminding me of that.
Dave and I have been married for…well, it’ll be 3 years this coming August. We’re both very happy together, and excited about starting over. I think Dave is absolutely thrilled to live here in Indianapolis since he has so many good friends in this area. Jerry and Elizabeth have been wonderful for taking us in until we can buy a home of our own and we’re thankful God has so richly blessed us with the gift of friendship.
I really want to make this post about Dave, there is so much to say about him. At the same time, I don’t want to bore people with all the mushy details, but this is more for Dave than anyone else. So here I go: He is a wonderful leader, a superior husband, he has the corniest sense of humor (puns anyone?), and he’s the best friend I have ever had. He never refuses a hug, always manages to listen (except for when he’s playing Warcraft, but we’ll let that slide…I suppose) and is simply fun to be with. It does me so much good inside when I see that he is happy with his current job. He’s actually happy when he comes home from work (go figure!). He is also the most thoughtful person I have ever met. Really. I am not just making stuff up. For Valentine’s Day, he sneaked into our room and completely covered it with stuffed animals. The room was littered with 41 stuffed octopus and 9 stuffed crabs, to be exact. It was so off-the-wall and fun, much better than boring roses. I didn’t even know if he knew when Valentine’s Day was. And why octopi? I don’t know! His dad says, “Dave has always been a leg man.” So there ya have it, Dave in a nut-shel…er, crab-shell.
Anyway, I love you Davey. Happy Birthday. =)