That's my Manly Man
You can have Robert Pattinson (is Taylor Lautner more your style?) and you can have Justin Bieber.
Or if you prefer Brad Pitt, Justin Timberlake or George Clooney you can have them too.
OR if you prefer Sean Connery, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Richard Gere, you can have your pick of them.
Take whoever you want. I've got my manly man.
I know it's not our anniversary of anything, or his birthday, or Father's Day, but can I tell you a little about him, please?
He gets up every morning to go running, be it rain or shine, sleet or snow. Injuries notwithstanding, he wakes up and works out. (He'd make a great postal delivery person, am I right?) He's itching to run another (his 20th?) marathon this fall, but we just can't find one. I told him to organize his own. Why not?
He works hard at his job and is fast on his way to becoming seriously world famous. No, I mean it. Can I brag (more) about him for a second? He had a meeting with ConAgra (flour) a while ago, and they told him that because of the research and a method he developed while getting his master's degree they have changed and improved their methods for milling flour. Tell me that's not hot. It's hot.
He changes diapers, feeds babies, kisses owies, disciplines the wild hooligan, and does it all with a couple pounds more patience than I have.
You want to know the piece de resistance? When he wears holes in his pants from all his rough, tough, manlimanliness he asks me to patch them up again. Sometimes though, there are other things that I want to do. In those times, he takes needle, thread, and the approved for-cloth scissors (he's learned his lesson about my scissors) and patches up his own pants. Self sufficient. And that's my definition of a manly man.
What is your definition of a manly man? I hope you have one. And I hope he treats you well.
Treat him well.
(Final note, just because it's random. I had a dream last night that my mother, my old friend Angie, and David Archuleta had lunch together at the mall. He sang to us while we ate. It was pretty sweet. But no, you can have him too.)
Or if you prefer Brad Pitt, Justin Timberlake or George Clooney you can have them too.
OR if you prefer Sean Connery, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Richard Gere, you can have your pick of them.
Take whoever you want. I've got my manly man.
I know it's not our anniversary of anything, or his birthday, or Father's Day, but can I tell you a little about him, please?
He gets up every morning to go running, be it rain or shine, sleet or snow. Injuries notwithstanding, he wakes up and works out. (He'd make a great postal delivery person, am I right?) He's itching to run another (his 20th?) marathon this fall, but we just can't find one. I told him to organize his own. Why not?
He works hard at his job and is fast on his way to becoming seriously world famous. No, I mean it. Can I brag (more) about him for a second? He had a meeting with ConAgra (flour) a while ago, and they told him that because of the research and a method he developed while getting his master's degree they have changed and improved their methods for milling flour. Tell me that's not hot. It's hot.
He changes diapers, feeds babies, kisses owies, disciplines the wild hooligan, and does it all with a couple pounds more patience than I have.
You want to know the piece de resistance? When he wears holes in his pants from all his rough, tough, manlimanliness he asks me to patch them up again. Sometimes though, there are other things that I want to do. In those times, he takes needle, thread, and the approved for-cloth scissors (he's learned his lesson about my scissors) and patches up his own pants. Self sufficient. And that's my definition of a manly man.
His brother Ken is quite a catch too.
Treat him well.
(Final note, just because it's random. I had a dream last night that my mother, my old friend Angie, and David Archuleta had lunch together at the mall. He sang to us while we ate. It was pretty sweet. But no, you can have him too.)
i totally love you guys :) xoxoxox
ReplyDeleteOK, I was the one who hired David A. He has a nice smile. I'm sure I just wanted to treat us to some music while we rested our feet from all that shopping! Youza! We are rich enough to hire David A. to come to the mall! Next dream scenario; some nice Boy Scouts carry all of our purchases! We surprise our hubbys with new clothes (for them) and they actually like what we bought! Hum ... Happy Hubby in new jeans - that's a lovely thought! Anything is possible in a dream! You do have some great dreams! Meaning of dream: Craving some girl time at the mall with a few bucks just for fun!
ReplyDeleteLove, Mom
i love that Kenny (that is kenny, right?) is hiding his face. maybe he doesnt think he is as manly as Devin because he is not sewing. Ames. tisk, tisk. you should have given him some needle and thread too. everybody wants to feel manly from time to time. lol ;) (great definition of a manly man)
ReplyDeleteGreat post! Gotta love the wonderful men in our life!
ReplyDeleteahh yes. i can see it now. Kenny is indeed sewing as well. well they both are manly.
ReplyDeleteAmy, I'm ashamed of you. You didn't mention, "makes soy milk and bakes delicious bread". Love, grandpa H.
ReplyDeleteDevin is indeed "hotsy totsy." (Remember?) ;D Yay for manly men! Um, your dream was WAY better than my dream. :( I had trouble sleeping half the night because of how awful my first dream was.
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