June 30th

Dear Hubbie,

We need an open space in our basement when we get a house with hard wood floors. And we need to make sure we don't fill it with stuff. Don't ask.

Love, Me

June 29th

Dear Hubbie,

Back rubs are the best gift you can ever give me (besides your love, and our children I suppose). I promise it will always brighten my day (and mood in general) if you just take even ten minutes... or twenty... or maybe even forty-five... (is that pushing it?) to just give me a little TLC.

Love, Me

June 28th

Dear Hubbie,

We should remember to treat ourselves to a nice dinner or something every once and a while. I'm sure we can find someone to watch the kids, and just have the night all to ourselves. Although family as a whole is important, so is our marriage. We should take time to focus on ourselves as a couple as well.

(Even seeing a movie together counts as a night out. Just so long as we can get butter on the popcorn.)

Love, Me

June 27th

Dear Hubbie,

In case of a power outage, we should always be prepared with candles and flashlights with unexpired batteries. Also, we should use the candles for a romantic candlelit dinner on occasion.

Love, Me

June 26th

Dear Hubbie,

When we go on vacations together, let’s always come back on a Saturday, not a Sunday so then we have an extra day to relax at home before returning to work. Also, if we are going to stop somewhere on our vacation, we should choose to do so at the start of the trip, not on the way back home.

Love, Me

June 25th

Dear Hubbie,

I am so lucky to have found you. Out of all the guys out there, you were the one meant for me all these years. I feel so happy to have found you and am glad I get to finally call you my husband. Did I mention you’re my favorite?

Love, Me

June 24th

Dear Hubbie,

We should go outside one night and just turn off all the lights in the house and look up at the sky (if we are too close to a city, we may need to take a drive first). Wouldn’t that be nice, holding hands looking up at all the stars? Just a suggestion.

Love, Me

June 23rd

Dear Hubbie,

I do not mind if you go hunting. Just do not tell me about it, for I would rather not care to know. Furthermore, if you do choose to go and not tell me, do not get any taxidermy versions of your animals. I am warning you right now those will not have the sweet success of making it through our front (or back or side or any other part of our house) door.

Love, Me

June 22nd

Dear Hubbie,

Please tell me that you know how to make a fire in the fireplace (this includes those 2 and 6-hour logs you just have to light, for your convenience). If not, we will need to get one of those gas fireplaces (for even greater convenience).

Also, if you ever partake in setting off homemade fireworks or if you choose to use sparklers with our children, please be extra-careful. I love you all very much and would not want anything to happen to any of you. Oh, and please come get me so I can watch all the pretty colors and remember to have fun.

Love, Me

June 21st

Dear Hubbie,

Remember to use sunscreen when you are in the sun for prolonged periods of time (like those times when you are outside teaching our kids to ride a bike, mowing the lawn, taking down our Christmas lights in the middle of July, you get the idea).

Love, Me

June 20th

Dear Hubbie,

Thank you for not only being a wonderful husband but incredible father as well. I know I could have never asked for a better dad for my children to have. Thank you for helping them with those things I could never teach them (teaching our daughter how to ride a bike, our son how to mow the lawn, and showing our kids how to throw a football as well as teach them any other athletic ability I lack). I am so blessed that you picked me to be the mother for your kids. You are an awesome dad, and I hope you know how lucky I am to be your wife.

Love, Me

June 19th

Dear Hubbie,

First off, let me just say that I’m going to laugh if I ever look back and read this particular letter written to you while we are living in the “middle of nowhere.” Now for the letter…

Please tell me that we will always live close to a large city (like within a half hour/45-mintue drive from our house). No, I am not talking a city where it has a large population like Peoria, IL or El Paso, TX, but a “big city.” Like one that if we were to explain to someone out-of-state they would know where it was. This means Chicago, Kansas City, St. Louis, New York, Cleveland, Orlando, Denver… you get the idea.

I don’t really want to live in some small dinky little town in the U.S. that no one has ever heard of. A part of me thrives on “city life,” and honestly, I don’t think I could never be found near farmland in the Midwest in a small town of population 270.

Let me put it this way: there better be a national sports team nearby (this means either a football or baseball team, preferably the latter). No, I am not suddenly a big sports person. But a well-known sports team is a good indication of a large town with “stuff to do” and large skylines and “excitement.” Maybe while writing this, I am just at the point in my life where I still need that, or maybe I will always be a suburb-right-outside-of-a-big-city girl at heart. Zoo or Art Museum anyone?

Love, Me

P.S. Please note that I may change my mind from “big city” in order settle near somewhere with water and/or lighthouses nearby as well.

June 18th

Dear Hubbie,

Next time we go on vacation, I promise that I will pack all the “stuff” that we might need (like Band-Aids and phone chargers and extra sweaters) on my own the night before. I will leave you alone downstairs to watch your favorite TV and pack by myself only if you agree to load up the heavy stuff and pack the car while I am getting ready the morning before we leave. Sound like a plan?

Love, Me

June 16th

Dear Hubbie,

I am sorry if my excessive music-playing annoys you at times. Seeing as music is my career and life, it will always be a part of my day. Please excuse me if I randomly sit down at the piano, bring out my guitar and begin strumming, or just choose to spontaneously burst out into song. You have my permission to invest in a nice pair of earplugs without hurting my feelings. In fact, I might advise it...

Love, Me

June 15th

Dear Hubbie,

I am one of the pickiest eaters you will ever meet as an adult (as you probably already know). Because of this, I never really learned to cook things I would not eat myself. Hopefully, I will keep expanding my horizons, but let's be realistic, I will always be far from the title of culinary extraordinaire.

I would like to take this moment to apologize for not being a better chef. Just keep in mind that I can always make you a fantastic grilled cheese sandwich, PB & J, English muffin pizza or anything typically considered a "breakfast" food.

Love, Me

June 14th

Dear Hubbie,

"In sickness and in health..." That means that I will always agree to take care of you when you are sick in the hopes that you will do the same for me. I will promise to bring you chicken noodle soup (and grilled cheese... it was always something my dad added on to the side when I was sick) and Gatorade as much as you need. I also agree to give you back rubs if you need them and will actually let you control the remote instead of insisting on watching my favorite romantic comedy.

If you have a runny nose, I will always buy you Puffs Plus or whatever the tissues are with the lotion (those other generic tissues may be cheaper, but are just too harsh on the nose). You will be allowed to sleep as much as you need, and I will try my best to be quiet while you rest. Don't forget that I love you and that I hope you feel better soon.

Love, Me

June 13th

Dear Hubbie,

We are not getting a pet for the first few years we are married. Heaven forbid we should want to go on an overnight date to an exotic place or do something exciting while we are newlyweds, I will not want to worry about our pet at home. Furthermore, we will not own a pet unless one of our children desperately wants one and promises to take full responsibility of them.

Yes, I will wake up at 2 a.m. to take care of a sick child who will love me and take care of me when I am older, but no, I will not take out our 12-year-old family dog with bladder issues at 4 a.m. I'm sorry. That is just not something I care to do. If you really want your own "Man's Best Friend" (we will never get a cat, you obviously know I am allergic), that will either be your responsibility or that of our child. If need be, we will get a fish. But no, I will still not clean the tank, although I will agree to feed them their dinner if no one is home. Just so we're on the same page upfront.

Love, Me

June 12th

Dear Hubbie,

Handwritten notes are adorable, just so you know. Putting down your thoughts on paper and giving them to me really shows how much you care. A card with a sweet note inside will always mean more to me than a big box of chocolates (furthermore, you should not be buying my chocolates since they give me headaches. Go for Mike & Ike's instead, they are my favorite).

And I have a thing for school supplies (my second love), so leaving me post-it-notes on our kitchen table as a reminder that you love me means the world to me and it will only take you a second to write. I promise.

Love, Me