A little WhiteSnake for your singing-in-your-head pleasure (Sorry for you younger ones who don't remember WhiteSnake... you are probably better off actually.)
I just realized what love is.
I had an ingrown hair on my neck. It was in a spot what I simply could not see well enough while looking in a mirror to extract it.
My wife, voluntarily, offers to take a needle and tweezers and get the sucker out for me.
This, my friends, is love. It has nothing to do with sex, looks, or money. If your wife is willing to perform minor surgery on disgusting aspects of your body, you, my friend, have found a soul mate!