I've noticed that people post on Facebook once every two months or so when someone does something nice for them. "My husband made dinner tonight...He rocks!" "My friend took me out...I have awesome friends!" "Omg, my husband went shopping for me and didn't screw up...The world us great!" If I posted this stuff, it would be pages and pages of nice things and pictures of dinners and nights out and love. My husband is sweet and romantic and thoughtful and brilliant all the time. My husband cooks gourmet, nutritious (and photogenic) dinners for me almost every night, and when he doesn't, he takes me out for fun evenings where he looks at me with his beautiful eyes saying "I love you" and has the most fun, interesting conversations with me. My husband buys flowers for me at routine grocery stops because he thinks I deserve them and beautiful flowers shouldn't be left alone in the store when a beautiful wife deserves them. Of course my husband also orders flowers for events, always with advance planning and always giant bouquets. Or giant, gourmet chocolate-covered fruit. My husband enjoys buying things for me and has perfect taste in cute clothes, fancy dresses, shoes, lingerie, cute little bags and earrings. My husband takes care of me if I'm upset or not feeling well. My husband makes plans for amazing vacations, weekend getaways, concerts, games, outings and relaxing days. My husband not only creates incredible experiences as gifts for me, but he designs and prints great cards to tell me about them...and writes beautiful love letters and happy thoughts for me in those cards. My husband works hard every day to make an amazing life for me, and always thinks I'm beautiful and fun and smart. He is passionate about everything he does and about the wellbeing of his family and friends. He makes everybody happy, and everybody loves him. He's handsome, strong, appealing, attractive, funny and smart...and he picked me. And he holds me as we fall asleep every night because he'll never take for granted that I'm there with him.