It Shows That Love is Real

Kind of a long, sappy post but whatever.

I love The Sartolialist.  He's a blogger with an incredible following.  Each post has at least 50 comments of ooh's and ahh's over his amazing style and photographs.  One of his recent posts talks about how to be a gentleman.  He then asked his female readers to comment on how their loved ones showed affection and love.

From his blog:  "So women, in the spirit of grace, manner and Valentine's Day, take a moment and share with us men some of the little kindnesses that your man has done for you that made your heart flutter. Us men might learn something and you might gain an even more graceful man, a gentleman."

Guess how many comments his post solicited?  402 and counting!  I love this because that means 402 people not only read his blog but also love their loved ones enough to write about it.  Here's what I wrote:

~While living in the cold, wintrous desert that's called Utah, my husband would warm up my towel for me in the dryer while I showered in the mornings.  He'd hand it to me as soon as he heard the shower turn off. 
~When we had cable and I watched the Foodnetwork all the time he eventually got sick of it.  But when he watched television by himself he always turned it to the Foodnetwork before turning it off.  That way the next time I turned it on it would already be on "my" station. 
~I hate having the bed made. It just distresses me how unwelcoming a made bed is. So when he makes the bed he leaves my side partially open so that it feels more inviting.
~He opens every door because he knows I'm scared of germs.
~He never wears shoes in the house because he knows I'm scared of germs.
~He tells me that he loves me and that I'm beautiful every single day.
~The Gerber Daisies above greeted me five years ago when I got home from my first dance audition.

Any sweet things that you're loved does for you?  I'd love to hear it!