My husband is my hero

That comment is intended to be a little tongue in cheek, but seriously my husband is a pretty awesome guy. If you have read my about me page, you know that I have mentioned how he has supported me through every up and down in life; not only with weight loss but with everything. He truly is the best and I often feel like I really don't deserve him.

Sometimes I'm grouchy, sometimes I'm short with him, sometimes I'm irritable, sometimes I'm lazy. And he just takes it all in and loves me anyway. Of course, he isn't without his faults too! LOL But today, I just want to say how great this man really is. I love him.

You know that song by Bette Midler, "Wind Beneath My Wings"? 

I sing it to him all the time. Like, really siiiing it to him! Did you ever know that you're my heeeeeroooooo? [sing it with me now ... ] You're everything I wish I could beeeeeee. I belt out the lyrics to the chorus to him when he does something amazing; things like finding the can of tomatoes that I just searched the pantry cabinet for and couldn't find, for stopping at the grocery store for me for the second time that day, when he does the dishes because I just don't feel like it, just to name a few. Seriously, the guy is a rock star. :)

I told you guys that my back has been hurting pretty badly and like I mentioned, I can be a pill sometimes. :blush: Frankly, I'm getting sick of being limited in my ability to do the simple things like the laundry, bending over...... walking .... it's just getting old and it's taking it's toll on me. I'm grouchy.

So last night I was feeling a little sorry for myself and it was time to start dinner. I didn't want to start dinner. I had planned mini pepperoni pizza puffs and a salad for dinner, but instead of making dinner I just wanted to order pizza and have it magically arrive at my door. 

I've said it before, but when we order pizza I never have a reasonable portion unless I order an individual sized pizza for myself. If we order a large pizza for the family to share, I eat way more than what is my "portion". Pizza is one of those things that I have zero self control over. Zero.

Last night I said, "I don't want to cook dinner. Let's just order pizza."

He looked at me and said, "You don't want to order pizza. You'll be sorry if you do. So, we're not ordering pizza. What did you have planned for dinner? I'll go make it."

Seriously. That man is amazing, isn't he?

He reminded me of my goals without making me feel bad about it AND he offered to make dinner so I would stick to my plan.

God, I love that man.

I just smiled at him and I got off my irritable butt and made dinner. He did come in and help get things out of the fridge and cabinet for me (it's still hard for me to bend and twist).

I mean, what an awesome support system I have! I am so, very blessed to have him and I just wanted to let you all know what a great man I have. I am a lucky girl.♥

And for the record, those pizza puffs were pretty darned good, too! I had seven of those little pizza puffs for only 323 calories. Soooo glad I cooked instead of ordering in. ;)

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