I visit people.com and usmagazine.com every single day.  I’m sorry.  I just can’t help it.  If it redeems me at all, I also visit foxnews.com a lot as well.  While I don’t have the same drive to see what’s happening in the world (outside of the entertainment industry of course), I do care.  In fact, I care very much.  It all just makes me a little nuts, and I get all bent out of shape.  So, I avoid what’s happening in politics by seeing what everyone is wearing to the Oscars.  It’s probably a defense mechanism.

I have a pair of Montreat basketball sweatpants that I stole from my big brother, Luke, over ten years ago, and they are still my most favorites. Sure they are dirty and old and I get endlessly made fun of by still wearing them, but alas, they are my favorites. Speaking of, it is my dream that wearing old ratty sweatpants will someday not only be socially acceptable, but a fashion statement that Stacey London approves of and encourages.  Hey, a girl can hope.

While we’re on the subject, in middle school/high school I had a pair of sweatpants that were our basketball warm ups from my 7th grade basketball team.  They had “Wildcats” screenprinted on the tushy.  I LOVED LOVE these pants (which are now cut into very short shorts that I will never wear again.  That’s what I get for never measuring anything).  I wore them all the time. I even went through a phase in high school when I would wear them for days on end. Then, when they were dirty I would wear them inside out.  I’m disgusting.  I admit it.

I love scary movies.  The creepier the better.  But as it turns out, no one can make scary movies anymore.  It’s quite sad actually.

Speaking of, we LOVE Survivor.  It’s our all time favorite show,  however when we watch we have to wonder if these players  have actually ever watched the show.  They are all so terrible at  it.  Come on people, OUT PLAY, OUT WIT & OUTLAST.

Sometimes Zach and I sit around and pretend like we’re talking  like Daisy and Lily (our puppies).  Lily is prim and proper and  sounds exactly like Mary Poppins and Daisy sounds like Lenny  from Of Mice & Men.  Don’t judge, it’s cheap entertainment.

I’m not into the A-Team (sorry honey).

Or MASH (sorry Cassie).

But I can really get into some One Tree Hill (Thank you, Megan.  Thank you.).

I tried to use a recipe last night…I really did. I even made it to the stores to buy the ingredients.  But then, in the midst of all those mysterious ingredients, I began my “what if I just added ___” and so it always goes.  Oh well.  There are too many rules in recipes.  I’m just not cut out for it.

My all time favorite ice cream is The Girl Scout’s “Samoa.”  It is heaven on earth. In fact, as I was telling Zach tonight that I saw it at the store I spontaneously burst out into “it’s the most wonderful time of the year.”  I could literally eat the entire pint.  Or is a quart?  (I do not understand measurements).

I want to love camping, I really do.  I’m just not so sure.  I need more practice.

Now, this is hard for me to admit. Honestly, this is a true confession from my heart.   Get ready for it…

As it turns out, I’m probably not the greatest driver on the face of the planet as I previously thought.  I know, I know- it’s hard for us all to admit, but sometimes I multi-task a little too much (not with Gracie in the car- don’t you worry. With that precious cargo I drive like my Granny. Slow and steady).  But yes, it’s true.  Rumor has it that putting on make-up, talking on the phone and picking up trash in car all at once does not a good driver make (or so they say).

Zach and me in beautiful Mexico!

Ya know the song, My Funny Valentine?  I think it’s weird and a    little bit of a downer.  Who writes a love song in a minor key  anyway?  It sounds like a Halloween song…and I HATE  Halloween.

Anyway, despite the song, I have my very own funny Valentine.

I love Zach for a zillion reasons.  But for time and space purposes  here are ten reasons that my man is better than yours!!!

PS:  These are in no particular order…

1. He is seriously the funniest person that I’ve ever met.  Ever. Sure he has a healthy dose of cheesy in his humor (he is John Nelson’s son after all), but no matter how you slice it, he’s a funny dude.

2.  He is completely in love with me.  Does that make me vain that I love him because he loves me?  Obviously that’s not the only reason that I love him, but it is kind of a miracle to love someone who loves you back, right?

3. He tells me several times a day, every day- that I am the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.  Is he a liar?  Of course!  But I love him for it and I never tire of hearing it.

4.  He is a strong leader for our family.  He is encouraging and kind, but yet he doesn’t let me get away with being nuts either.  As you know, I’m a little cuckoo.  He helps to settle me down and lead our family in the right direction.

5. He loves God and strives to serve Him every day and He encourages me with my walk with Jesus as well.

6. He really loves his parents.  This may seem like a lame reason to love my man, but I think it’s important to appreciate your roots.  He admires them so much and has made it a priority in our marriage to spend time with them and learn a thing or two from their commitment of 35 years.

7. He is absolutely precious with Bitzy.  We spend a great deal of time just staring at her in disbelief that we made her.  He is just as amazed at her as I am.

8. He loves every single meal that I’ve ever made for him.  Granted, I’m not ashamed to say that I’m a decent cook.  Definitely not the greatest, but I can hold my own in the kitchen, but sometimes I stray from recipes.  OK fine, I’ve never actually followed a recipe and sometimes that leads to interesting concoctions…but he has never once complained.

Mexico again...best.time.ever.

9. He is a fantastic artist.  He can create anything and make it beautiful. I love that he is strong and strapping, but can also pull out a pencil and draw something incredible.

10.  He is famous for being amazingly strong.  He is the “go-to” guy when people are moving.  Maybe it’s because he once carried a couch up a flight of stairs…by himself.  He’s like Superman…

My Superman.

11. (OK, fine, I can’t stop)- He is 100% my soul mate and I am his…

Happy Valentines Day my love…you’re my favorite.