Okay so two posts in one day... whoa.
People, I wish I could make money writing a blog everyday.
I had two random memories today as I was coming home from the very lovely tag office (btw, I love you Roger that you had requested a duplicate title a while ago so I didn't have to pay anything).
Roger gave me a hard time one day for the way I was greeting the cats when I got home. But who wouldn't. Gizmo would meet me in the laundry room and Gadget would be perched on the coffee table so I could give her a petting.
So I tell him, well if you met me at the door like they do, then I'd treat you the same.
Next day, I come home and as I round the laundry room into the family room. There is Roger sitting on a stool all bright eyed to meet me.
It was so adorable. So of course, I start giggling and give him a pet on the head and a kiss.
What a great hubby. I miss our silliness together.
Roger loved working out. He would have done it every night if I let him.
But since I did enjoy spending loads of time with him, he only worked out 3-4 nights a week and once or twice a month on the weekends.
But the boy would sweat. Not just under his arms and be a little damp.
No, this boy would be soaked. His shirt, his workout pants, his boxers, everything.
He would immediately go shower but would put his wet wet clothes in the hamper.
Okay. Not good.
So I asked my dear hubby to please put his wet clothing in the laundry basket in the laundry room in a manner so it could dry first.
Now, this laundry room area is right as you enter the house from the garage.
So what does my lovely husband do.
As soon as the garage door would close, he'd just strip and then come into the family room completely naked.
Yes, completely naked.
And as men never grow old, he'd shake his ass and other body parts for me to see.
Again, I miss our silliness
(Sorry Grace, I know you didn't want to know that detail about your little brother :D)
Can I tell you just how hard it is to speak about my lovely, very silly husband in past tense. Man, I hate that part.