
And now, for the final installment of “365 Reasons Why I Love Mr. Candy Corn”!
244. You shop with me
245. How fast you walk
246. How I got to hold your hand at my brother’s wedding
247. You don’t mind me taking up too much space on the bed
248. You’re ok with me not understanding technology
249. When I need you to, you turn into Mr. Handyman
250. You want me to tell you everything I know about art
251. You notice me biting my lip at things that make me giddy or excited
252. You kiss things that you love, like your green mug
253. You miss the soft itchiness of footsie pajamas
254. You have a pink and white polka-dotted watch with bling
255. How you tolerate me watching Moulin Rouge, even though you can’t stand musicals
256. The crying old man on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy totally made you cry
257. You love your cuddle time with me
258. You want to decorate rooms for our house with different themes, none of which include lighthouses
259. You want a “Lethal Christ” tattoo
260. You love taking me to jazz clubs
261. You often rant about politics to my dad
262. You tap out beats on the table when you’re writing music
263. You count the timing of music, even if it’s a lame tv. show theme song
264. You appreciate cinematography
265. You always get your toothpaste splashes all over the mirror in the bathroom, right after I’ve just cleaned the counter and everything
266. You love baseball and say “The Phillies won!” over and over after they’ve won
267. You tolerate my cravings for ice at 5am
268. You’ll search for a restroom for me at a busy train station
269. You say “That sounds fun” whenever I ask you to go somewhere spontaneously with me
270. You are starting to like vegetables…finally
271. You got really bitter when they renamed the cafe at college
272. You enjoy fake arm-wrestling people
273. I pee faster than you
274. You always used to play the piano in our dorm
275. You hold my hand tight when it’s icy
276. You don’t make fun of me (much) for loving lime juice so much on my food
277. You always make popcorn for me when we watch a movie
278. You let me trim your sideburns and nose hair
279. You tell me when an outfit looks good or bad
280. You always give me more space on the sofa
281. You let me use your laptop so I can update Weddingbee (like right now)
282. You get the mail for me
283. You collected all of my roommate’s hair that was on our Elvis rug during our sophomore year and put it into a huge hairball bag and took it home with you (your mom promptly threw it out)
284. The way you look into my eyes
285. The way book stores excite you
286. You reach the spots I cant with the suntan lotion (that isn’t meant to sound dirty!)
287. You love using washable crayons in the shower
288. How you call me “darling”
289. You kill spiders and thousand legged beasts of doom for me
290. You pretend you’re tickling me to cover up the fact that I was blatantly laughing at someone else
291. You laugh at the way Betty White sighs and plops her head on the laptop when I’m typing to get attention
292. You ask “Do you love me?” all the time, in a really cute way
293. You get really excited when you order dessert at dinner
294. You have cute nicknames for your grandparents
295. Michael Ian Black always makes you smile
296. You love the soundtrack of “A Mighty Wind”
297. You let me watch terrible MTV reality shows without complaining
298. You wear my clothes
299. You get really excited about my achievements
300. Seeing a pug makes you squeal
301. You blush when I ask you to speak in French
302. You are great with directions (thank god)
303. You’re patient when I have no idea how to make sense of our GPS
304. You’re a free spirit, hippie boy at heart
305. You have a vibrating razor
306. You almost blamed the French girl who lived with your parents for stealing money that you lost
307. You’ve lost your wallet at least 6 times since we’ve met
308. You’ve lost your phone at least that many times too
309. You are the loudest sneezer on the planet and never cover your mouth (ew)
310. You think I’m the only one who thinks you’re funny
311. Your idea of closet organization is organizing your piles on the floor of the closet into two huge piles
312. You get me Advil and water when I have a headache
313. You try to convince me that you’re bootylicious
314. You wear SpongeBob boxers
315. You tell me whenever you have to “go take a poo”
316. Whenever you’re right about something you go, “Thank yewwwwwwwwwww”
317. You have the hugest headphones I’ve ever seen
318. How much an orange muffin can please you
319. How beautiful and perfect trees are to you
320. You don’t like having your belly button touched
321. You’re really fragile
322. How excited challenging card games make you
323. How your top lip always gets this little chapped piece of skin…it’s kind of weird, but I love it
324. How you and your mom have the same eyes
325. You love opera and it’s 2008.
326. You tell me when it’s time for Betty White to get her vaccines
327. You give Betty White treats to try to get her to stop barking at you
328. You write our initials in a heart in the sand when we go to the beach
329. You love collecting sea shells
330. The ocean makes you squeal like a little girl and you can’t go in past your ankles or you tense up
331. You have the hairiest legs EVAH
332. You have a metal band tattoo of a band that broke up (Fear Factory) and it’s super cheesy with flames
333. You are never on MySpace, but when you rarely are, you comment on my page
334. You squeal with me about how cute the puppies of the Weddingbee bees are
335. You don’t mind when I go on my “I LOVE WEDDINGBEE!” tangents
336. There’s never a dull moment within our relationship
337. You make the boring stuff fun
338. You do my taxes for me because I am like “Wha?” when it comes to anything math related
339. You want to pick out all of our wedding music
340. I know you’ll be there for me during the week of our wedding when I’m frazzled and need a hand or a hug
341. You make a funny “durr” face when you’re watching sports
342. You put aloe gel on my sunburns for me without me even asking
343. You write compositions for fun
344. You tell me if the part on the back of my head is straight when I do pigtails
345. You don’t mind when I decide to vacuum at midnight
346. You chose me to marry you
347. You look at style/home/wedding blogs with me
348. You go to NYC to see art shows with me
349. You shake your head at the sports channel for interrupting the game with pointless stuff
350. You make tea almost every night
351. You wake up early to go jogging
352. You love spooning
353. You buy me stuffed animals when I make the sad panda face
354. You’re obsessed with Army of Darkness
355. You love watching cheesy horror movies with me
356. You didn’t hate me for watching all of the seasons of Sex and the City back to back for days when I had the flu
357. You watch Lost with me and we discuss our love for Sawyer
358. When we went to Disney World, you insisted that I buy you a Goofy Viking hat
359. You bring me a cold washcloth when I’m feeling sick
360. You make us dinner and love doing so
361. You want to meet the local bees and readers, even though you’re horribly shy
362. You played Bon Jovi to serenade me during one of our first dates. It didn’t work
363. You make mix tapes for your cd-player-less car
364. You do a cute little kissy noise whenever you catch me looking at you
365. You are the only person I can imagine spending the rest of my life with
What are some strange reasons why you love your significant other?