That hat though…

This weekend we spent time with family and friends on the water. Our kids were all with their other parents so Andrew and I got some much needed time together. As I watched my husband swim this weekend, I couldn’t help but think of our first summer together, when we were falling in love on the lake.

We had just started dating and the lake house was a safe zone for us. We weren’t quite ready to introduce each other to our friends or family yet, so we lived inside this little bubble. Our time together was just ours. We didn’t have to balance kids or work or everyday life. On the weekends we just got to be us, and it was incredible.

We had so much fun on the lake that summer. I remember realizing how quickly I was falling for him. I remember the excitement of the new relationship, the butterflies, the giggles and laughter we shared. It was perfect.

Do y’all know why it was perfect? Because the man I was falling in love with…..the man that was so incredibly handsome….the man that completely shook up my world…..that man wasn’t wearing this hat.

That’s right ladies….he’s all mine. Lounging on the boat with his salesman smile, those ice blue eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, and wearing that hat. Sexy right? I mean, aside from reminding me of my grandfather, it’s a really great hat. Especially for a weekend we don’t have kids. Some people pack sexy outfits, or special cologne for a date weekend. Nope, my man packs the worlds ugliest hat. He really knows how to impress a lady folks. Be jealous…..

Seriously though, he really used to impress me. His hair was always cut to perfection, he always smelled amazing, he was very well put together. It was one of the things that I was attracted to, he was always so handsome!

As I watched him this weekend, wearing his favorite hat, I couldn’t help but think about how goofy he looks. This old man fishing hat, is one that I would burn if I didn’t love him so much. Seriously folks, I’ve had the opportunity. I could have sunk it in the lake with a rock once. He jumped in and lost it. I had it for a good 10 minutes before he realized. The thought crossed my mind. I’ve considered throwing it in the fire pit when he turns his back. Or placing it at the bottom of the dumpster when he gets up to make a drink.

But this weekend, as I watched him….I didn’t see the ugly hat that drives me crazy. Ok that’s a lie, I totally noticed it, but it didn’t drive me nuts. In fact, I couldn’t help but laugh as I remembered how perfect he was that first summer. Would I have come back for a second date if he whipped out that bad boy on the first date? Probably not….🤣🤷🏻‍♀️

This weekend though, I saw the man that I love, happily enjoying his weekend with friends and family. I couldn’t help but think to myself, I love him so much more today than I did that first summer. I love his quirky personality. I love his self confidence, I love his care free attitude. I love his type A personality, that will wear this ugly hat until the day he dies, because he knows how much I hate it. I love everything about him, including that ugly hat.

That hat represents true love my friends. It represents everything in life I’ve ever wanted. It represents unconditional love, peace and true happiness. I love that man and that ugly old hat. ❤️