Dear future hubster,
if somebody asks me just one more time how come I'm still single while being so pretty and smart, I will tie them to the kitchen chair and give them a long lecture on how this has nothing to do with being smart or pretty. Or nice. Love is not a victory march.

Dear future hubster,
you have no idea how long it's been since somebody waited for me at the airport arrivals.

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Dear future hubster,
don't you think this whole relationship business was easier if ... ok, I almost said, if we did it doggy style, but boy that's NOT what I meant! ... so, if giving hints didn't have to be so subtle?
Like it was in kindergarten. You like me, you pull my hair, then we make crowns out of beads and then you're the prince and I'm the princess. Tadaaa!
Yes, I know, we're not in kindergarten any more. Although often it still feels like we are. So if no pulling of the hairs is allowed, and you can't just say "Hey girl, you look so insecure, let me be the one who changes that", then I think we're back to taking lessons from dogs.
You know, boy-dog likes girl-dog, boy-dog pees on girl-dog. Girl-dog gets hint, all parties are happy.
More pee, less drama.

Dear future hubster,
for your information, I'm dreaming of a glorious day when there will be a man in my life who knows what he's doing and why he's doing it.
Mind you, in my wildest dreams the same man in my life also tells me why he's doing what he's doing, so I don't have to second guess.
Just saying.

Dear future hubster,
if you want to see my exhausted happy face, take me to the skating rink.

Dear future hubster,
You need to be prepared: your future wife is a gypsy at heart. She loves going to places she's only dreamed of, her heart speeds up when she smells the unknown. Discovery makes her feel young and, her curiosity makes her always want to know more.
She will occasionally (or rather regularly) tell you, in that whining tone you will be very familiar with by then, that she hates being constantly on the go, that she gets sick of the mere thought of a suitcase, that she's done with it, she wants to stay home and watch Grey's Anatomy.
While at that specific moment she won't be lying, be careful, dear future hubster, with cancelling your hotel reservations and flight bookings. It's the exact same future wife who will tell you, after her usual 7 minute bah session, still on the plane, that the following summer she wants to see Sarajevo. And probably make it to a full Balkan-tour.
Yeah, dear future hubster, I'm afraid that your future wife is not the most consistent person on this planet. You will have to live with that. And travel with her.

Dear future hubster,
I think it goes without saying, but just to be on the safe side: a walk-in wardrobe in our future house is an absolute necessity.