Year Three
What does one do with a man who fits the floor with wearied socks and jeans.
What does one do with a man whose mouth will never tune to mushrooms or fennel.
What does one do with a man who constantly points out, in a maddeningly accurate fashion, that I procrastinate.
What does one do with a man who nags and nags and nags me to write The Book.
What does one do with a man who tsks tsks at my cussing?
What does one do with a man who forgets to put the milk away?
What does one do?
except to
Thank God
for everyday
with a man
who fits the floor with wearied socks and jeans,
whose mouth will never tune to mushrooms or fennel,
who constantly points out, in a maddeningly accurate fashion, that I procrastinate,
who nags and nags and nags me to write The Book,
who tsks tsks at my cussing,
who forgets to put the milk away.
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I miss reading the blogs! Damn, its been ages. Love this post. Belated congrats, you guys. AND yes, The Book
This is awesome! Happy anniversary
loved this. can’t wait for The Book. x
Yeh, he is doing a good job that hubby of your’s…. he better keep on nagging about The Book!
Happy anniversary
May Allah grant you many many many more 
But now, the predictable question:
when are the little ones coming?
So gay
For such a wonderful woman, I couldn’t have asked for a better man! Hope you have many more, interesting years filled with lots of love
You continue loving him, knowing that you love him for it.
May Allah keep you & Naeem happy-we’ll look forward to reading The Book & the 50th anniversary post Inshallah