Same job, different uniform.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Truth?

I love that my husband is such a man's man that it's a constant struggle getting grease and dirt stains out of his nice slacks.

If I were to lose him, I'd miss his refusal to try anything new in the way of toothpaste, shaving cream or shampoo.

I'm happy that he's not a woman. I didn't marry a woman. I married a man and even if I harumph around, I wouldn't have it any other way.


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