Thursday, April 23, 2009

You Patient, Patient Man.

It's no secret that I am a rather odd character. I wear obnoxious shoes; I talk way too much and tend to do some rather stupid things.

But through all my follies, Mr. Me has been there.

He's been my champion, my supporter and even the buyer of my most ridiculous socks.

With the patience of not so typical male, he answers my repeatedly obscene questions, shows me how to fix a truck and how to plant corn. He also taught me how to do a J slide for fun and how to maneuver a two wheel drive truck through the thickest of mud.

Without his guidance I'd have never learned how to shoot straight, drive straight and think straight.
Because of him, I've grown up in the most important way. He's taught me to not be so bitchy, to accept people for who they are and that not every person who cuts me off in traffic is out to get me personally.

He's one hell of a man and if you ever run into Mr. Me on the street, feel free to shake his hand and tell him he has the patience of a saint for putting up with me.



6 comments:

suz's kit said...

awww!! You are so good!! Jeremy too!!

Tricia said...

Lucky girl, sounds like a great man!

Buzzys Mama said...

Sounds like you have a great husband. They're hard to find, like a needle in a hay stack but props to you (and your hubby for giving the male gender a good name ) :D

Ashley said...

I love this post. It seriously made me smile :)

John Deere Mom said...

LOL He looks very much LESS than patient in that pic!

SuZ said...

For the record, this is the look he gives me constantly... it's the "Seriously Sue?" look that manages to make me fall in love with him all over again. :)