Happy Birthday, Babe!!!

This is my blog. It is all about me, Bethany. That is why, even though it is my husband’s birthday, I absolutely refuse to write anything about him. It would just be wrong.

I will most definitely not write about the billion things I love about him. I won't mention his amazing work ethic (did you know that he is ARAMARK’S Director of the year!), his subtle—yet confident—demeanor, his movie-star good looks, his extremely generous muscles, his Moroni-like testimony. Nor will I tell you that he is the sole reason I shave my legs during the winter.

I won’t tell you that he will make a midnight run to Sonic, even after a long hard day at work, just because I feel like a chocolate malt. He pauses the movie each time I get up for a bathroom break or a sip of water. He pushes me to be the best me possible, even when I stubbornly push back. He is so kind to his wife that sometimes I want to shake him and tell him to knock it off. But, I won't write about any of that.

I won’t tell you that I am madly in love with him and can’t believe he let me trick him into marrying me. I wont tell you that sometimes, while he’s away, I find his tee-shirt from the previous day and snuggle with it (it smells so good). I won’t tell you that I never dreamed that a man could be such a great provider, a super sexy gladiator, and a nurturing father at the same time.

No, I will not write about any of those things. This is my blog and hardly the right place to brag about someone other than myself… even on his birthday.

Speaking of myself, I made him a birthday cake that I am kind of proud of. It is a Dr. Pepper Cake! The main ingredients are chocolate and DP—his favorite stuff!