I know people are going to come here and be like, well yeah, it's your husband, like obviously I love him. But there's a difference between loving someone and having a crush on them. And I have a crush on my husband. 8 years we've been together. 8 years. And I still can't stop staring at him and thinking he's the most handsome guy and when he stares back I still get butterflies and feel myself blush. He makes me giddy and nervous. Not nervous in a bad way, but nervous in a I want just to lean in and kiss me kind of way. Like my phone buzzes and I hope it's him kind of way. And when we go out I find myself struggling to find the perfect outfit because I want to look just right and I'll spend forever curling my hair until it's perfect. I don't know. I know I'm being gushy, but I really don't care. He's currently working on some paper and I'm sitting in the room with him. We haven't said anything, but I can't stop glancing up at him from my phone and just wondering how out of all people I get to be his wife. I marry that guy. How awesome is that?