It's encouraging to see so many people who still adore their DH's after so many years. Mine is a doll too. When I was growing up we had very little. Often there was no food in the house and our only meal was the free lunch we got at school. I'm certain that's the reason I'm a grocery junkie now. Our fridge, freezer and all cupboards are crammed packed and overflowing with food. And every week I add at least another $100 to it. For just 2 of us. He patiently shops with me, not complaining about what I buy or how much I spend, carries the dozens of bags up the stairs to our 2nd floor apartment and helps put them away. He will even pull everything out of the cabinet and neatly rearrange it in order to fit yet more food we really don't need. We could live for months without buying another thing but every week, off we go. Now that's patience!