Yesterday my husband was walking around shirtless in baggie cords, which slung low on his waist. He had them rolled to mid-calf, like cabana pants.
He looked scrumptious, but that’s not why I love him.
“I like those pants like that.” I gave him a lecherous look.
“It’s my Tom Sawyer look.” I like the Tom Sawyer look.
“I was hoping someone would come along and see how much fun I was having cleaning the shower.”
That’s why I love him. He’s well Twained.
November 16, 2009 at 8:33 am
Doesn’t “well Twained” deserve an “exclamation Mark”
Also if your son’s name was Tom you could have said that
“Tom Sawyer do it”
fab
November 16, 2009 at 8:47 am
Exclamation mark? brilliant.
November 16, 2009 at 2:56 pm
Oh how I wish to one day have a love like you and your husband do. I envy you with all my heart.