Even on the days that I don't like my husband very much and start to wonder if I was maybe kind of a little bit crazy for marrying him, I have to admit that he has provoked a number of positive changes in me. I started cooking upon discovering his textbook case of heart-through-stomach access, and I'm now a much more accomplished cook than I ever imagined I would be.
And I'm funnier. Much funnier. Instead of arriving at humor accidentally, I hear myself planning jokes as I begin to tell them. All because I love making him laugh. If I can make him laugh, I totally win.
Me: Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if it were just the two of us forever. We could have nice furniture.
Husband: We'd have to get rid of the cats.
Me: The cats won't always be here.
Me [cont'd]: Eventually they'll grow up and go away to college.
Because nothing says "I love you" like making your spouse laugh in such a way that he chokes on his saliva a little.