Yeah, not sure Addi saw me take this pic.

Sure, I spent 4 years in Boone during college (well…actually a broken up 3.5 due to travel), and even boasted about my ability to wear sundresses in 35 degree weather. But after living in a Florida sauna for a year, I am just a mess with this weather.

Take today for instance. It is September— AND MY WINDSHIELD FROZE OVER. My poor car has never experienced anything like this before and I wasn’t sure what to do. So, from inside my car that I was trying to warm up, I called my husband on my cell phone (he was still in the house).

That’s right. I was too tired, cold and lazy to get out of the car to get him myself. I’m a terrible person.

And being the super man that he is, he let me stay in the car while he scraped off the ice with a credit card (actually, he doesn’t have a credit card so I’m assuming it was a student ID or debit card or something…but minor detail).

I could choose to look at this and say, “gee whiz am I spoiled by my awesome, super attractive and lovable husband” but I choose to translate it to, “I’m blessed.”

And being blessed comes with certain responsibility- like never taking these moments for granted, expressing sincere gratitude and letting him know how awesome he is.

I know it won’t be an everyday thing. I know this means I need to go out and buy my own scraper and deal with this myself.

But today, it was fantastic knowing I had a husband who wanted to take care of me (and who laughs at me because he doesn’t think it’s cold at all).