Sara and I had some all-day Valentine's Day plans that kind of fell through.  So we decided instead to have a romantic dinner at home:







Sautéed chicken, mushrooms in cream sauce, and olive tapenade. It was delicious! After dinner I posted a little Valentine's Day note to Facebook and then realized that's what my blog is for. Stupid Facebook! Anyway, here it is:

I just finished cleaning up the kitchen after having a home cooked Valentine's dinner with Sara. As I turned off the lights in the kitchen I left the one over the sink on. My parents used to do that so when I do it, it reminds me of the house I grew up in. It feels homey.

Sara and I have been married for a little over 200 days. The only word I can think of to describe it to this point is idyllic. It's been a dream.

I realize that we're still deep in the honeymoon phase. I say that just because I know some of you are thinking it. Despite how new this marriage is, I like to think I know a few things about being married. My first marriage lasted for eight years. I remember the early giddy parts and I remember the bitter end. So, yeah, the new hasn't worn off yet, but that doesn't negate the fact that I'm married to possibly the most incredible woman God ever put together out of sugar, and spice, and tabasco sauce.

I'm not easy to live with. I'm a know-it-all. I'm self-centered. I'm set in my ways. But every day Sara gets up, straps on her boots, and does the hard work of being my wife like she was made for it.

A few weeks ago Glen pointed out to me that when you work for a church it can sometimes seem like you have 100 bosses. Everybody has an opinion, it seems, and not all of them are kind. I don't have a lot of critics; the occasional person with a differing aesthetic, some really opinionated folks, a busybody or two from my past. When the rare criticism raises it's head, though, Sara is the first to defend me. Right or wrong, she takes my side. Sometimes publicly, sometimes just over my shoulder as I reading a critical email. Is there anything in the world more comforting than knowing somebody's on your team no matter what?

How awesome she is isn't just defined by all the ways she validates me, though. She's the most caring, concerned, earnest person I've ever known. I've dated some phonies in the past. I know some phonies now. Sara, though, as near as I can tell, doesn't have a fake bone in her body. She is who she is. What you see is what you get. And what you get is the most beautiful, sincere, caring, and sexy girl in the world.

Well, you don't get her. I do. Sorry.

Happy Valentine's Day!

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