14 February, 2013
My Husband's Nuts
Like our back deck spatula duels. It's like in Star Wars only no one gets dead and we use pancake flippers.
Then there's the deodorant fights. It's where Tim gets me with his stinky man deodorant and I get him with my girly fruity stuff. I never win those. And it's hell to get that stuff off the side of my neck.
But you get the idea. And I dunno. Usually I'm not into Valentine's Day but things change, and this year I'm celebrating. So please, if you haven't gone there yet, do check out Tim's blog post, A Post to My Wife and when you're done there, read A Post to My Husband.
Because right now, Tim's heart post is his highest hitting post. And I'd like to see it go a wee bit higher. After all, nothing says I love you, like bustin' my husband's nuts.
PS: After I wrote this post, I found this at Rather Gamey's Place. It's titled, For Tim and Ivy. I love it. Thanks, Ark.