I love me. OK, I criticise too much and I really AM sorry for it, every time! All that procrastination does get on my nerves, but I know I shouldn't nag. Forgive me? Aww, thanks.
Thanks, too, for the delicious meal every night, and always knowing what I fancy for breakfast. I really couldn't wish for a better wife - and I promise, whenever I think the house needs cleaning, I'll do it.
I love that goofy smile first thing in the morning. I love that unladylike laughter. Hell, I even laugh at those middle-aged farts! (I must be in love) ... And of course, no-one else could ever know so exactly how to make me happy in bed!
Yep, I'm a keeper