Happy 4 Years Cowboy!!!

This might be a bit sappy!!!......and lengthy....but its my blog right?

Cowboy and I have been married for four years this year, I have to say they have been a lot of fun, and a lot of work. I want to dedicate this post to Cowboy today, because I am more in love than I have ever been, tomorrow it will be more than today and so on and so on. Anyways, I have to tell you all a bit about Cowboy. He has a rugged exterior and can come across as a man’s man, somewhat predictable, he comes with a browning hat, and a pocket knife, shaves once a week, same haircut a 1 on the bottom and a 3 on top. He doesn’t often seem to be very soft, lovable or affectionate, I’m sure people who don’t know him easily think he is ornery or non-caring, because he is more the strong silent type (you know saying as little as possible). He is an observer more than a participator, even with family he just sits back and listens rather than jump right in to be the center of attention.

Cowboy makes me weak in the knees! He is so honest and positive, he can always put a good perspective on things for me. He has a take charge attitude and is assertive enough to get things going he doesn't know it, but it drive me wild!. He opens my eyes to make me see the world to be better than it really is. I love that he doesn’t talk bad about people. He doesn’t complain or vent about people in private. He is kind, genuine, and sincere his heart is good and his mind is in the right place. He doesn’t have it in him to worry about ulterior motives. He doesn’t have to stay on top of his game or worry about what others might think of him. He isn’t hot–headed and in our four years he has never yelled at me, however he has yelled at inanimate objects like the car, the lawn mower, the Christmas tree (I can’t imagine that they could be more frustrating then myself). I think that is why I love him so much, he is all the things I wish I could be more like. He is dang near my polar opposite, he is confident and composed.



I always feel sexy when Cowboy is around. He can give me just one look and I get all tingly and hot like I might possibly melt into a puddle (thank goodness for anti-antiperspirant), I love it when he pulls me into his lap and holds me with his strong arms. (They aren’t strong from going to the gym and working out, they’re all chiseled from years of hard labor which is even more sexy!) Those same rough, strong hands fit just right in the small of my back and he uses them to guide me from room to room. Ooh, I get all flushed just thinking about him. Cowboy comes with his own scent, I love it, it’s the smell of sweat, effort, and putting 101% into even the smallest of tasks (just ask my mother, I'll bet she would disagree). Cowboy knows all the words to every Johnny Cash, Charlie Daniels Band, and every other song writer who sings old story/folk songs. He sings with them on the radio when we drive, it's so darned cute the way he sings like nobody is watching!

Cowboy is a man of many talents and skills, most of which I really enjoy, although some I never thought would be interesting (going into the mountains and looking for signs of animals with no guarantee you will ever see one, all in hopes of later coming back with the intention of shooting that same animal that left a little poopy, all the while confidently knowing its going to come back and leave another little poopy). If Cowboy starts something he will finish it, if it’s a new hobby he will master it. He is an amazing teacher, his hard work pays off. I love when he teaches me something new, the amount of patience he has is beyond normal. Those of you who know me, know that I lack in the department of “staying focused.” I usually get frustrated long before he does. He is never more sexy than when he is using his shotgun, working on his truck, heavy lifting, driving his John Deere, or all dressed in camo to go hunting some sweet living creature at 3 a.m. when its 20 degrees outside! Oooh! My face is getting hot!



I get to see this side of Cowboy that many don’t. I’ve seen him cry and I’ve seen him vulnerable. I get the side of him that he doesn't show anyone else, including all of our family (they get glimpses every know and then but come'on Cowboy has an image to keep up). His sweetness, his soft side, his goofiness, they're mostly bottled and preserved for when its just us. Ooh, if you all could know this man the way I know him! He cares about people he wants the best for everyone......

How cute! he went to a widow in the ward and shoveled her driveway before shoveling ours, this is a regular occurrence whenever he is home he always checks on her to see if she needs any help. It makes my heart melt. I remember when we were first married and it was a bad snowstorm, Cowboy wanted to drive around just to help people who were stuck in their cars on the roads, he got dressed in his snow clothes and told me in his deep and raspy voice "you can come with me or you can stay home, but people need help and that's what I'm doing tonight". (There's that assertiveness I was talking about) He is especially cute with our little nieces he just thinks the world of them, he teases them, and loves it when they crawl on him and I think more then anyone else they get to see this unpreserved side of him. Lucky for them.... I've seen Cowboy go soft. Who knew he would ever love that little black and white pup. I never thought I would see the day. Shhhhh.....Don’t tell he would be mortified, and embarrassed, he would deny it eternally if he knew you know this particular secret. He is head over heel for her, he threatens to take her away on business with him, I so can tell he is serious too. (that's not sarcastic either.)




Cowboy is a redheaded fair skinned guy, he knows I love the sun and he is willing to get a sunburn just for me! He sacrifices so much for our little family. I know its not easy on him, if ever there were a giving person it has to be Cowboy. I wish I was better at telling him just how grateful I am for what he does for us.

His deep voice and whiskers are mind boggling when he whispers into my ear from behind. His green eyes are enough to make my chest hot. Tonight Cowboy is away on business, and I am missing all of the things I take for granted. I have no one to whisper in my ear, or to kiss goodnight, no ones whiskers to scratch my neck and shoulders (it itches like crazy) when we cuddle, no calloused and rough hands to hold mine while we say our nightly prayers. I will miss spooning with him, the way he holds me tightly until I drift off to a deep sleep where I feel safe, secure and warm. Tomorrow I will miss waking up with his arm under my neck and my head on his chest and him kissing me on the forehead. Please if you have a Cowboy of your own do all of these things tonight, appreciate those simple things that make the two of you, you. Tell your Cowboy you love him, and hold him tight. If nothing else just be grateful he is there.



He is the cheese to my macaroni, aloe-vera to my sunburn, the vanilla ice-cream to my root beer float, the chips to my salsa, the peanut butter to my jelly.

Cowboy I love you like a big juicy cheeseburger............with a toasted bun, mayo, ketchup and mustard, ripe garden tomatoes, red onions, crisp lettuce, dill pickle slices, melty American cheese, and to top it all off that toasty bun has sesame seeds! That’s how much I love you Cowboy!! Happy 4 Years!!

I am going to go eat my guts out now, writing this post has given me 112 cravings!! I must go indulge.....