In this day and age, when men are often portrayed as clueless buffoons and women sometimes act like champions in the sport of man-bashing, I love this whole idea of randomly blogging about how wonderful my main man is.
Have you got a second? Because this isn't going to take much longer than that.
I was going to take the day off from blogging. But my airline pilot husband just returned from a trip to Shannon, Ireland (bearing Irish-made chocolates from the duty free shop--which I love him for, but that's not what I wanted to tell you about right now), and he hadn't been home more than ten minutes when he asked, "No blog today?"
That guy is my most faithful follower, even when he's home and we're together. But when he's on the road, away from home and missing me (missing US!), he looks forward to reading my silly little "String of Pearls" posts every day. I think when he does, he feels like I'm talking to him. And that makes him happy. When he goes to this site and nothing new has been posted, the disappointment throws his day off, just a wee tad.
"No blog today?" Awww...he's just the sweetest thing. And that's why I love him.