That was the sound of me tooting my own horn.
(Meaning I'm about to seriously and shamelessly brag about ourselves and proclaim to the world the limitlessness of our awesomeness.)
Ready?
My husband is quite possibly the most amazing man on the planet.
He really is.
For example, last week he slayed a ridiculously hard test (and I mean SLAYED it) + accepted the position of chief resident (it's a BIIIIIG deal) + played 2,300 games of tether ball and didn't loose a single one + worked countless hours as the best doc in town + signed up for his second marathon + got offered interviews to every fellowship he applied for + took care of all the stuff his tired and pregnant wife was too lazy to do + mowed the lawn (and looked dang sexy doing it).
I just wanted you to know that I married the smartest, most talented, hunkiest, most dedicated and amazing man in the world.
Toot. Toot. 
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