I’ve seen Union 28 around the web for a long time and I always enter to win one of their trendy, marriage-honoring shirts whenever I come across a giveaway. I finally bought one of my own a few weeks ago after reading one of Connie’s tweets about the positive comments she kept getting about her “my husband rocks” shirt.
Connie’s tweet made me realize that people really do pay attention to other people’s t-shirts and that, in addition to honoring my husband and letting him know how awesome I think he is, I could also be helping to spread the idea that marriage is an institution worthy of honor, not the insignificant, tired, old ritual often portrayed in today’s society.
The first time I wore my shirt, I didn’t say a word. I wanted to see how long it would take Brian to notice it. It didn’t take long. He saw it from the back first and commented that he liked my new shirt…then he saw the front.
I wish you could have seen his face light up.
One of Brian’s two primary love languages is words of affirmation, so this shirt is more than just a shirt to him. It lets him know, every time I wear it, that I think he’s pretty awesome.
My husband rocks because…
…he’s always supported everything I’ve ever done or ever wanted to do. (Well, except after 2 direct sales ventures, he has asked me never to sign up to sell anything again. I think that’s a pretty fair request.)
…he calls me every day just to say hello and that he loves me.
…he once bought me a Kenny Chesney CD just because it had the song, I Lost It on it and the song makes him think of me.
…he washed my van last Sunday while I took a nap…and I didn’t ask him to.
….he spoils me.
…he’s my best friend.
…he tells me every day that I’m beautiful and he loves me.
…he can fix just about anything.
…he kills the creepy bugs that find their way in the house.
…he knows sunflowers are my favorites and he buys them for me for no reason.
…he knows when to buy me a Frosty and when to say no and save me from myself.
…he’s a great dad.
…he never drinks the last glass of sweet tea.
…he runs errands and chauffeurs the kids because he knows I don’t like to.
…on cold mornings, he gets up and turns on the heat so that it’s warm when we wake up.
…he puts up with my dog.
…he gets my sarcastic sense of humor.
…he loves me just as I am.
My husband rocks! Does yours?