The Big 3-0

30 things I love about Joel Williams...
(I'm not kidding... seriously 30 things)

1. his hands... he's got such nice strong hands... good long fingers... his knuckles aren't all mangly... and mine fits perfectly into his.
2. he looks super good in a hat.
3. i could ride in a car with him for weeks at a time... he's soooo funny in a car.
4. his love for old "whose line is it anyway" and "america's funniest home videos" reruns... he'll laugh and laugh. i pretend that it drives me crazy... but i really do find it endearing.
5. the fact that my 3 year old will sing along to 80's bands... thanks to her father's obsession with them.
6. he's such a good dad... miss mags squeals every day when he gets home from work... she'll run up to him as if diving into a giant bear hug and then stop just before making contact... say "dirty?"... he'll respond "yup dirty" so they'll lean towards one another for a kiss instead.
7. i never, ever, ever question who i am with him... he loves me just the way i am.
8. he tolerates my ocd behavior... and i think it's rubbed off on him a bit too.
   
9. the birthday cakes he makes me every year... so fun and creative.
   
10. he's a snuggler.
11. he can do some wicked funny stuff with his face... ie. rapidly alternate eyebrows, wiggle his ears, flare his nose, etc... one time i asked him to show his parents some of his tricks and he cooly responded that he wasn't my personal traveling circus... hi-lar-i-ous.
12. he can sing...
13. and play the piano at the same time.
14. he has never criticized me... not even once... and there's no doubt i've deserved it.
15. he likes to help me in the kitchen.
16. i'll find all kinds of projects to re-finish and he'll do the re-finishing...
    
17. he'll still kiss me goodbye in the morning, even though i'm dead to the world with my mouth wide open and more than a little drool dribbling down onto my pillow.
18. his jean butt.
    
19. we both love chuck taylors.
20. he's a worthy priesthood holder.
21. i can sing in front of him and not feel the least bit shy.
22. he loves loves loves the mountains... waterton to be exact... i love to tell the story about how the first time we went there together he pointed out bear's hump to me... like i didn't know what bear's hump was... i'd grown up there, just the same as he had, but he was just so excited to be there with me... he couldn't resist.
23. his family is always... always... always put first... it's never even a question.
24. our night time chats, where i do all the chatting and he'll fight his eyelids with a vengeance so that he seems interested in the millions of things I have to say.
25. i never have to ask him to take out the garbage.
26. he'll let me throw cold water on him in the shower and he doesn't get even... whenever i do anything slimy like that, when he tries to retaliate i'll shout "no don't, i'll cry, seriously don't, i'll really cry" and he'll back off with a heavy eye roll. ahhhh! so slimy... i know.
27. both of my kids look the most like him... no really... i joke about it bothering me that neither of them look like me, but i really do love that they both have so much of their dad in them... he's a looker, so their blessed to have his looks.
28. he's taken me on such an adventure thus far.
29. he has a really really good heart... like one of the best.
30. the Spirit told me multiple times that he was the one for me... after just meeting him i found myself watching him goof around one day and verbally (like out loud) saying "i love him" to myself, which was ridicu-lo-so considering i didn't even really know him and i'd never ever used the 'l' word before... another example... while we were dating he went away for a summer to work, it was really hard on me and made me question whether we should be together. when he told me that he was coming home early, i announced i was leaving on a road trip with my best friend and wouldn't be there when he arrived. he was coming from california and i was coming from alberta heading to utah on to texas... literally on the 1-15 in the middle of no where while it was my turn to drive i happened to look across the double lane at the oncoming traffic and saw him driving north as i headed south (he had just happened to look at the same time too and saw me)... c'mon... what are the chances... i was definitely being told something.

So there you have it... 30 of a million reasons why I am so grateful for January 25 1980.

Happy 30th Birthday "J"... I so dearly dearly love you.