What a guy. Or, 43 things he's done to make me smile.

13. with Derek, scouting stuff to make snowboarding jumps out of when the snow comes (I know, a little weird for June) and came back with wild strawberries for me. What a guy.

12. Hooray! I don’t have to sleep next to my bathrobes anymore. What a guy.

11. I got a “gun show” in exchange for fetching him a soda. What a guy.

8. He does this thing when we’re driving, a particular stern expression and he points at oncoming drivers with his left left while it’s holding the wheel. It cracks me up. This time he decided instead to punctuate something he said with two short beeps of the horn. Once I started laughing he kept doing it, I joined in, it was so much fun. What a guy.

9. Another guaranteed smile move: man shoulder shimmy, scrunched up face. Usually accompanied by a seranade of distorted lyrics. I laugh even when I don’t want to. What a guy.

10. He called a guy we hadn’t seen in almost a year (mutual neglect) who is awesome company. We’ve all three really enjoyed the friendship renewal. What a guy.

1. Wednesday before my cookout, I had planned to go out and get paper goods. I came home from work, five hours after he got out and the kitchen was full of cups, plates, silverware, napkins and a steak dinner, complete with two vegetables and a bottle of sparkling red wine. What a guy.

2. He gushed over my bureau garden when I finally found a lamp for it. What a guy.

3. He put on his leather jacket on impulse one morning when we were alone, so I could sqeeze him and smell him. What a guy.

4. He took care of me too while I was _{mumbling mumble} on the way home from camp. What a guy.

5. He gave me his spot in the bed, in front of the fan when I was roasting. What a guy.

6. He shared his Heath bar with me while we snuggled before sleep even though I said I didn’t want it. He knows better. What a guy.

7. When I was pushed out of the kitchen last weekend by the boys, he made sure I had another project to work on. What a guy.