A little bit of story time. It’s a bit soppy, so feel free to skip straight to those memes if you’re not into that sort of thing.
Still with me? Okay!
My wife’s been feeling sick. Really run down the past few days. So yesterday, we decided to stay home from church. I figured that if she were sick and staying home, I probably should, too. One, I didn’t want to take what she had out and spread it around; and two, I didn’t want to bring anything back home to her.
So there we were, sitting on the couch and watching live stream from our church. At one point I looked over, I picked up my phone, and took a picture of her.
Of course, she got all embarrassed. She was sitting there in her robe, hair undone, with her little electric blanket wrapped around her.
“Why are you taking a picture? Look at me.”
“I am looking at you. That’s why I took the picture. I love you, and I love this. I love all of this.”
Don’t get me wrong. She’s an absolute knockout. A drop-dead gorgeous woman. I love it when she does herself up and is—gestures vaguely—all that and a bag of chips. Absolutely kills it. When she’s all made up, it’s a treat for me to get to hang on her arm and go out with her. Make no mistake, in those situations, I am NOT the one people are paying attention to.
But right there on the couch with the robe? Her just getting up in the morning and flopping down there to be next to me? That is what I want. The woman I married, the woman I fell in love with. And I fell in love with a human being, not a dress and makeup. I love being with her and doing life with her, no matter what she looks like.
Ladies, word of wisdom for you: we’re guys. Yeah, sure, we like it when you purty yourself up’ but deep down, that’s the wrapping on an amazing present. It looks pretty, but what we love the gift infinitely more than the wrapping. We love you, not your clothes or your makeup or your perfume.
Anyways, enough with being sugar-sweet. On to the memes!












Totally me on the synonym lookups, LMAO!
Wishes of recovery to your wife, and you're damn right. My wife is gorgeous, makeup or sans. It's the love. All about the love.
Nice story time. We aren't always in full-on public mode, and we can all enjoy the downtime just the same. Straying into the land of "I'll be happy when..." is a ticket to never being happy.