Day 8 - 30 Days of Gratitude / Compliments.... Finally Continued!

My favorite number is 8. My favorite person is Joe, and so it's only fitting my favorite person is thanked on day 8...a mere 30 days late on the 30 days of gratitude. Joe is my everything, really. He's my best friend, my boyfriend, baby daddy to our 2 fur babies, you know, all the importants. He is the most thoughtful and caring person.

Unlike Brad Pitt and Jennifer Anniston, he did not promise to make me my favorite banana shakes for the rest of my life. If I want a banana shake, I'll hit up Zaxby's on the way home. Joe doesn't have to promise things - he just does them. Actions speak louder than words.

Joe is extraordinary because he puts others needs before himself. If someone needs help, he helps. If someone wants to go for Italian food instead of chicken wings, he will go for Italian food (most of the time). I love this man because he pushes me harder to be a better person, gives me courage when I have none, makes me laugh when I'm sad (or mad), snuggles with me while I'm watching ridiculously terrible tv shows (Alias, Roswell), indulges my even more ridiculous obsessions (Harry Potter - usually marathons), brings me back down to Earth when my imagination gets away from me, proves that optimism IS better than pessimism and, lastly, he's a fine piece of eye candy!

I wish there was enough time to list all the reasons why I love this man, and why I am grateful every day that I get to share my life with him, but there's not. And even if there was, I tend to be more private about him than most other aspects of my life. We have our silly couple secrets, our own silly language, and we laugh about the most ridiculous stuff...and, I love it. I want to keep those things private, because otherwise they wouldn't be special and just ours. That said, anyone who knows me knows I love this man more than life itself. There is nothing I wouldn't do for him. I'm the luckiest girl in the world to share my life with my best friend. Thank you for everything you do and for being you, Joe. Dixie, Hershey and I love you so much, and yet we always love you more with every passing day.