Today, the Matron noticed -- not for the first time, but noticed in a particular way and with keener understanding-- her dear husband's nearly knee high white athletic socks that he wears all summer. Not the same pair, but the style? Never varies.
Those socks might go well with black dress shoes. They're that sacred.
Then there are the pancakes. John is in charge of pancakes.
Matron to houseful of children: "Does anyone want pancakes?"
Children: "Is Dad home?" This phrase is uttered with palpable alarm.
Children: "Is Dad home?" This phrase is uttered with palpable alarm.
Bacon is also his terrain.
The Matron can organize three lives -- with theater, sport, play dates and education. But the person able to sizzle bacon to just the right texture? WINNER. Hands down.
Here is a man who can take on the gutter, the weed, the hot water heater -- not to mention a clogged sink! That backyard BBQ apron and chicken on the grill? Be still, thy beating heart! Nothing sexier. . . .
John: "Boys? Do you want to toss a ball?"
Well, let's just say the world stops.
A hat off to the (macho? if you use man cream on our face at night?) man of the house. . . .
6 comments:
I'm terrible at cooking bacon. My husband makes perfect bacon every single time. Plus he can grill multiple things at once: tonight was roasted corn on the cob and slices of sweet potato, along with chicken. I can only manage one thing at a time (granted, I did the food prep for all of the above, but he is the one who did the cooking).
Bacon is a sacred thing in our house. I cook it, because I won't eat it if it is burnt.
But my handy husband is in total command of the barbecue -- I won't touch it!
Yeah, what is it with guys and knee-high white socks? My hubby wears them with khaki shorts. Our teens are rolling their eyes and groaning when they see him walk by.
"So uncool, Dad!"
Yes, the white socks are the death toll. . . .
I've managed to banish my dh's white socks but they have been replaced by dark socks mid-knee length. Even with shorts. Sigh. Don't forget the pastey white legs.
What a macho man! But you need to get the guy some ankle socks...
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