Just Because

My husband is an angel.
I may have mentioned this before....

Just because I feel like it; here is an account of why, exactly:

-He tells me I'm beautiful at least twenty times a day, in more than one language.
-Same-same for "I love you."
-I make the slightest whinge toward "I want..." and he's on his way to getting it before I can consider undertaking the task myself.
-More often than not, when returning from his errands, he brings me no less than five red roses, just because.
This applies to hot pink ribbon stiletto heels on ebay as well.
-I break my computer unknowingly and often via caustic downloads or some-such-thing (I've no idea how I do it really, but it happens) and he just smiles and takes my place at our office table and types or whatever it is he does and eventually *poof* it's back-to-new! There was one time in particular I literally murdered fourteen of the twenty pathetic sectors on my laptop, risking the loss of all my work, my client files, my personal writing, my photographs, my music, and everything else I've stuffed onto the hard drive. Not only did he save every last bit of data, but he upgraded all the programs I'd been neglecting over the last two years.
-For my birthday, he bought me the most fabulous pink handbag. I am a collector of handbags, and shoes, and I've never in my life known a man to select such a thing as a gift, without direction, and with such success.
-He makes all the phone calls to the lawyer, landlord, real estate agent, and delivery markets. (Considering the overwhelming task that communication in India can be at times, this is no small favor.)
-He really truly actually for real definitely prefers to be with me, as opposed to not with me. And proves it every single time I want to decline a social invitation he could just as easily attend on his own.
-I wanted a blog program...but not some ugly wordmash junk jumbling up my design. He built one for me. This one.
-I want to go shopping? He wants to go shopping.
-He washes and brushes my hair...offers to paint my nails, and wears mud mask with me.

The list is endless..but it's the way he looks at me and the softness in his voice when he tells me I'm beautiful, when he tells me he loves me, that mean the most to me.