Don’t Forget To Appreciate Your Significant Other

He’s in the kitchen making dinner as I sit down and relax after a long day at work.

I look at him as he’s flipping the turkey burgers and making sure our sweet potato fries don’t burn. He’s attentively looking at the burgers to see if they’re done.

As he pulls the fries out of the oven, I get up to put a sweatshirt on because I know dinner is almost ready and I’m cold.

While in our room, I peer out the door and see him standing in the kitchen plating our dinner.

This brings me back to the time I watched him flip strawberry pancakes at my house after he slept over for the first time. He made them for my mom and I and we both thought they were delicious!

I’m brought back to reality when I see him smile at me and hold up the burgers for us to devour.

I smile back and then face the closest mirror we have examining myself.

Tears begin to roll down my face because I forget to appreciate the small things he does for me. He makes dinner every night because he knows I’m too tired.

He’s trying to start his own business, but it’s taking longer than he thought.

He looks for reassurance from me and asks my opinion on his logo, how his business plan looks and whether or not he should tint his windows so no one can see his tools.

I forget to appreciate him when he runs errands for me. I forget to appreciate him when he wants to hug or kiss me. I forget to appreciate him when he wakes up at 7:00 a.m. just to make me breakfast.

In general, sometimes, we forget to appreciate our significant others because we’re so busy with life. We don’t take time to really look at what’s in front of us. We’re so bogged down about money, getting ahead, etc, that we neglect our significant other. I am a culprit of that.

And, when my husband tries to nestle his head next to mine, I often push him away because I am not affectionate. But, I need to remember that this is just one of the ways he’s showing me how much he loves me.

My husband could be lying around and not doing anything while I make money, but he’s not lazy. I need to appreciate that at the end of the day one of the most important things to him is making me happy.

“I can never do anything right, can I, Hope?” he asks. My heart stops because I know I’ve been acting like a stuck up snob. And, I know I can do better than that.

At the end of the day, I just need to remember to appreciate him and you must stop and do the same.

Via Puckermob

Sorry, But Eating Healthy Doesn’t Make Me Weird

I’d rather eat food I made myself rather than a processed piece of shit that will mess up my stomach. I have a sensitive belly and when consumed the wrong food, the repercussions can ruin my day.

I’ve been to the gastroenterologist loads of times and the doctor suggested cutting out meat to see if it helped with my digestion. I never tried doing that because I feared I couldn’t stay away from hamburgers, especially. But, when my husband and I went on a cruise for our honeymoon and met with a nutritionist, he told me to do the same.

So, I did.

The nutritionist told me to stop eating processed foods and avoid food with animals that have four legs. He also provided us with a list of foods not to eat. This time I complied because I needed a change. My husband did the same and we waited a month to see how we felt.

To my surprise, my stomach actually did improve. I stopped feeling like utter shit after I consumed cheese or dairy products. I began to stick to a healthy diet and cut out foods with ingredients that I cannot pronounce.

And, here’s the thing: eating healthy does not make me weird. I’d much prefer a salad over a fried chicken sandwich with mounds of cheese. Not to mention, how many calories is that?

Whenever someone offers me something at work, if I don’t look at the ingredients and know it’s processed, I politely decline. However, I know what they’re thinking. They think I’m strange because who doesn’t like chocolate or muffins or heck, tater tots?

What they don’t know is I must look at every single label when I’m about to eat something or make sure it doesn’t have acid in it.

However, there is such a thing as cheat day, which is one day out of the week where I consume whatever I want. But, then, I get back to my healthy eating habits.

But, let me tell you something, most of the population is unhealthy and probably have several cheat days in a row. 

We walk around not knowing we have toxins in our bodies. This could eventually lead to cancer or other diseases, but no one knows it. We all just go about our day choosing foods that are extremely unhealthy because they look appetizing.

We’re so busy that we pick up fast food or purchase frozen foods. But, really, if we took the time to think about how bad this stuff is for us, we’d avoid it like the plague!

Let me ask a question: If a nutritionist told us to start looking at labels and watching calories, would we? Sadly, no.

As a general population, it’s hard to stop eating fries, fried food and foods that make us gain weight because it makes us feel good. But, I’m done with all that shit because it makes me feel horrible after I eat it.

I hate people looking at me like I have 4 eyes because I look at labels or opt for a healthy lunch. It doesn’t make me weird! Maybe I don’t want to get cancer or any other illnesses because I’m not concerned with watching what I’m putting in my mouth.

Just think about it.

Via Puckermob

Just Because I’m Married Doesn’t Mean I’ll No Longer Be Independent

Let me start by saying, I’ve been married for 3 days and I absolutely love my husband!

I was overjoyed, excited and looking forward to the tie when we’d tie the knot. I’m happy to be his wife, but that doesn’t mean I’ll no longer be independent.

There are some couples that literally have to do everything. If the other person doesn’t go, neither will they. In my opinion, that’s no way to live.

You should be able to get up and go wherever the hell you want.

Please do not be one of those gals who needs their husband to go with them everywhere!

My bestie was talking about visiting Portland and I told her I’d like to go solo because I want a girls weekend. I do not need my husband to come with me. I am his wife, but I am also independent. I love being with him, but I also love my girl time.

I love going places with him, but I can also go anywhere by myself and so can he.

I interned in New York for over a year and I traveled nearly every day by myself. I did not need anyone to hold my hand while I found my way.

I can do things on my own and I will continue to be my own person.

Even though my last name will change and my identity will alter slightly, that has nothing to do with my independence. I’ll still be the same person.

When he passes away, I need to learn how to move on with my life and if I’m constantly up his ass and rely on him for every little thing, I’ll be screwed.

While I rely on him for certain things, it won’t be every single thing. Or else, I won’t know how to cope, how to be myself anymore.

He’s told me in the past that I’m all he needs.

I don’t agree with that though. Like I said, I love him with all my heart, but there are times when I want to hang with my girls and he understands that. But, he’ll still say that he’d be fine if he just had me.

But, I wouldn’t be because I need friends, family and other people because that’s just human nature.

I love him, but I will remain independent.

Via Puckermob