My DH

our wedding day kiss ... june 20, 2007
hey y'all,

before any of you start wondering (mainly, my hubby) ... no! i have NOT forgotten to be thankful for my DH. i think that stands for dear hubby. i'm not sure, but in reading other people's blogs, etc. they seem to use DH when they're talkin' about their husbands. and for real, what are the odds of all of their hubbies having the same initials? not. good. so it must stand for dear hubby.

but.

i.

digress.

i was waiting a few days into the week, just to keep him wondering. i know, i'm awful. but i'm sure deep down he knew there'd be a post just. for. him.

well, i yam (heh heh) thankful for my DH. he's a good guy who loves me and takes very good care of me. in fact, if i'm being honest, he downright spoils me rotten.

whenever i was hospitalized, he never left my side. what a trouper! he made sure i had ice for my dry mouth and blistex on my lips when i was too weak to take care of myself. he became a pro at unplugging the IV pump and helping me to the bathroom all through the night. and day.

he hunted (sans rifle!) the nurses when i needed pain medicine and basically became my main advocate as i was fighting for my life. he put action to his vows of "in sickness and in health" and i will always be grateful to him for that.

now, in healthier times, he continues to be the kind of helpmate (and DH) that most women only dream about. he cooks and cleans and dare i say it? does the laundry! oh, and he also works full-time as a 4th grade teacher and is a published author in germany. go ahead, check out the website!

allow me to continue. he goes to walmart and the grocery store for me. he buys and bags my ice (the soft, yummy kind from sonic or bush's), oh, and did i mention that he does the laundry?! all of it! and at the end of the day, he sings to me and massages me most every night.

what girl could ask for anything more?

i'm thankful for my ben and for his love. my dear hubby.

love and hugs,
terry lee

my DH is also a DG (dear grandpa ... i just made that up), with harrison on his first birthday

DH as teacher, in his classroom, playing with the computer's built-in camera (paid for by you and me, the taxpayers)

my army man! Chief Knight, arms akimbo. have been dying to use that word! chief, not akimbo. okay, akimbo. really.

a young, young private benjamin in san francisco circa 1969-70.

unwittingly, i take a picture of ben standing in the exact! same! location! nearly 35 years later! we were both gobsmacked when we found the 1970 picture!

ben, being ben!