I'm getting better... And today is a Monday, too! :)
So, I was thinking about what I'd like to know next if I was you. Maybe we're totally different, which is completely possible and even likely, in which case this post may be TOTALLY un-interesting to you. But if I were reading along here instead of writing, I'd want to know more about the guy I have been and will be talking about.
My husband. You already know we met online. It's been a few years now. Long enough for us to have four children, the youngest of whom is right around a year old.
He's a few years younger than me, but had done more in his life when we met than I could imagine. I figured that made up for the few years difference. Maybe. Maybe not.
He has light brown hair, green eyes, which are actually green and not hazel. He weighs around 150 pounds, stands just under 6 feet tall and IS as thin as that sounds. Once, he started to take on some weight. The main way I could tell is that his belly button became slightly more than just a depression in his belly region. There was actually a dip and enough of a depression to catch a good bunch of lint each day. Ha! The only time I can ever remember seeing the deepest part of my belly button is during the last month of pregnancy... and not even every one of those! HA!
My husband is handsome... really, actually... he is a beautiful man. This is where the name I use, Beauty Man, instead of his real one, comes from. He has a James Dean-ish* look. His nose (and I never really noticed noses, except for my own, before I met him) is perfectly straight, smooth, slightly slender, but not too narrow and makes me think of a "Roman Nose," though I've never been completely sure what THAT looks like! My husband had a nice "V" shaped bod when we met. Not now. Not that I'm bothered, really. Heck, I was a size 9 when we met and more like a 24now. Seriously. But he DID look GOOD with those well developed lats and pecs! :) He still looks good... but you know what I mean, right?
One thing I noticed and loved from REALLY early on is his crinkley-eyes. He was 20 when we met (turned 21 before we met in person). But even so, he had a whole bunch of crinkles right at the temples when he'd smile. I've always thought those smile-eye wrinkles were among his most beautiful physical features.
He's got skinny legs.
He's hairy, but not sweater-hairy. At least, not yet. ;) It seems, since we've met, the hair is multiplying and spreading at an exponentially increasing rate. He hasn't lost any off his head, so it's not migrating, but he has more now in the funny shaped patch above his butt, on the top of his upper arms, in and on his ears, and on hisshoulders than he ever did when we first met. Funny how that heppens, huh?
He's very strong. He doesn't look like he could lift as much as he can. He was still able to pick me up when I was 200 pounds. I won't let him try anymore. I bet he could, but I'm afraid it would hurt him.
He smokes. He is not a member of my church. He and I don't have many (if any) of the same interests or hobbies. I know many of our temporal goals aline, but I don't think our Spiritual goals mesh... if he has any of those at all.
He is a Chef. He was in the Navy when we met, got out and went to Culinary School. Now he's a Chef. He hates it. He hates the industry and the caliber of people he is most often in contact with as a result of his employ. He works way too many house for a little salary. Salary. It's rough. Thankfully he IS employed and THANKFULLY, he keeps doing it. He is, after-all, the primary breadwinner in this family! I hope one day, that the things I can do from home will supply all our needs and he'll be able to work 'cause he wants to, or go back to school, or work the businesses I'm trying to grow. A girl; even a Monster Girl, can dream, can't she?! :)
*James Dean Pictures that look like Beauty Man to me
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