Today is Hubby’s (aka Hot Guy’s) birthday. As one of his birthday presents, I’m going to stop referring to him as Hubby on my blogs and start calling him Hot Guy. If you want an explanation, read about how he became Hot Guy , how he became my boyfriend and how he became Hubby.
Darling Hot Guy,
Happy birthday, honey! I love you so much. I have gone over this post in my head so many times, but now that I’m writing it I don’t know where to start. How to list all the things I love about you? How to explain how glad I am that you left that rose on my car? How to thank you for all the things you do and/or don’t complain about around the house?
You are so many things I am not - outgoing, able to sing and draw and fix things, good at visualizing things, able to grasp technical things quickly, able to sword-fight, a great networker, an amazing actor, a wonderful cook, a natural photographer, able to sew, able to understand German, an expert on the Civil War . . . . .you are great at so many things. Though none of those talents compare to how you are as a father. I love watching and listening to you with our kids. You are so creative and fun with them, they are so lucky to have you as a father.
I love how you accept me exactly the way I am. I love your sense of humor and your curiosity about the world. I love that you like to shop. I love how smart you are, especially about stuff that doesn’t make sense to me. I love how easy it is to get you to stop snoring. I love how you worry about all the car and household maintenance stuff. I love that you like to explore new places. I love that you like so many kinds of music (even though you don’t appreciate Abba) I love that you usually drive. I love your hugs (and a few other things I’ll tell you about later 
). I love that you are, at heart, a total geek - with a great veneer of coolness.
I wish I could give you more for your birthday. If I could, I would give you every Star Wars Lego missing from your collection. I would give you (okay, us) a trip to Ireland. I would give you a trip to Kansas City to party with all of your friends. I would give you a fancy haircut at that mansalon at the mall.
Have a wonderful birthday,
I love you,
Me
9 responses so far ↓
Jess // April 22, 2008 at 12:25 pm
Awww! Your sweet side is better than any brownie.
Kathryn // April 22, 2008 at 2:02 pm
Aww. That was so sweet! I’m sure the best present he got is that you and all of your bloggy friends will now be calling him Hot Guy.
Happy Birthday, Hot Guy!
anglophilefootballfanatic // April 22, 2008 at 2:20 pm
So sweet. And, I understand about the Lego Star Wars stuff. Do you have the video game like we do??
HRH // April 22, 2008 at 2:24 pm
Happy Birthday! That is very sweet.
Becky // April 22, 2008 at 2:37 pm
Happy Birthday, Hot Guy. Don’t tell my husband that you get called Hot Guy when I call him “Bitch.”
kendra // April 22, 2008 at 8:34 pm
He’s got to love this! This is a beautiful letter to him.
cuz Greg // April 22, 2008 at 8:49 pm
Jen that may have been my favorite post of yours (thus far) Hubby truely is a cool dude. Sincew your my baby cousin and had dated some…how can i say this delicately ASSHOLES in the past I was all set to not like Hubby. But damnit if he did not win me over with his wit, brains, creativity and talent. The fact that he makes u happy doesnt hurt either. Happy B-day indeed
jerseygirl89 // April 23, 2008 at 8:34 am
Jess - Shh, don’t tell anyone.
Kathryn - Yeah, I think that probably is the best present he got.
AFF - For video games, Hot Guy is more into those first person shooter/relive WWII games. Although I’m sure he’d happily play Lego Star Wars, as anything Star Wars is guaranteed joy.
HRH - Thanks!
Becky - I told him you wrote that, he said I can call him Bitch, too.
Kendra - Thank you.
Greg - Hey Buster, not all of your exes were winners either! But I’m so glad you and Hot Guy like each other.
Hubby also wanted me to tell everyone thank you for the happy birthday wishes.
CC // April 23, 2008 at 10:40 pm
Renaming his for his bday is a GREAT gift!
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