Hot Man Towel

Back when Top Gun came out, I was in Walmart and I needed a beach towel.  I found my perfect one, it had about 6 half naked men playing volleyball.  I’ve had that towel forever it seems.

Dan isn’t any different from any other husband out there when it comes to not helping around the house.  He won’t even take the trash out to the garage!  So I have my ways.

My socks never match.  I don’t let Dan match his socks.  It drives him nuts, but when he asks me for a pair of socks he knows they will not match.  He knows when he’s in the shower, and asks me for a towel.  He’s getting the hot man towel.  I’ve been doing this to him for years now.  I guess I thought about it because tonight when he was in the shower, he asked me this, "Purdy..can you go get me some hot men to wrap around me?"  I snicker and say sure hun….

He noticed that he always got that towel.   Lady loves helping me with everything.  We make it fun.  One of the funnest things for her is to help mommy dry dishes.  There’s this fork we have, it breaks in two but you can put it back together.  I always break it when I wash it and then Lady lights up when she picks both pieces up.  She loves the fork but when Daddy’s home, he’s so special he get’s that fork tonight.  I didn’t know if he realized, but one day last week I gave him that fork and smiled real big.  I never can help myself, it’s such a delight for me to give him the fork and have him wrap up in hot men.  As soon as he got the fork, he smiled back and pulled it apart.

During work is when Dr. Phil comes on.  For Christmas, his mom asked me what I wanted and I told her a miniature tv two years ago.  She went out and bought it for me and I brought it into work.  I punch keys for 4 hours a day and from 3 to 4 I’m tuning into Dr. Phil.  My boss came up to me and said that management wasn’t allowing anyone to have a tv anymore, so I had to quit watching.

I’ve served the most time there.  I am the best at what I do.  Same as being lady’s mom.  I’m the best at what I do.  So I tell her that she better not catch me then, because I love Dr. Phil and I’m the best at what I do.  She chuckled and wandered off.  3 weeks later she comes up behind me at 3:17.  Of course I’m tuned in and she asks me if I have some vouchers.  I told her yes, and if you turn around and close your eyes I’ll get them for you.  She chuckles and turns around.  I really like my boss. 

So….back to my story.  Almost every single day, when Dr. Phil is on, Dan my man is going to be calling.  He’ll ask some stupid question about a finance charge, drag the conversation on and on.  It seems that every single time we talk, we both always start talking at the same time and saying what at least 12 times.  I’ve attached hearing from my husband during Dr. Phil….gonna be a bad time!  But he loves the fork…he loves the towel.  He’s even gotten used to the socks. 

No couple I’ve ever dealt with in the past has ever felt as if they were mutually appreciated for what they brought to the relationship.  As Dr. Phil would say…marriage is not 50/50, it’s 100/100.  This is my second marriage, but I honestly see myself as retiring with this man.  I know we’ll never get a divorce.  I’m smiling right now knowing this, he’s home.  I burned the chicken.  He’s getting the broken fork.  I’m washing the hot man towel as you read.  He’ll call tomorrow at 3:33 and we’ll have a dumb conversation.  We’ll both smile, appreciate what we have…no matter who’s not doing what.