January 3, 2016
Life as I know it:
My husband, Bill, is an average guy in the sense of the American standard of men. He is six feet tall, blue eyes and brown hair, in his early forties and has a receding hair line. He is also graying. So Jonny Deppe he is not. I am so grateful he is not a Jonny Deepe. He is not conceded but he is confidant.
So what makes him the sexiest man in the world you ask?
We could start with the piercing blue eyes. When he looks at me and he makes me feel like I am the only person in the entire world. Then there is the adorable backside that all the girls at work love to look at. These are great attributes to have as a man but they are barely the ice breaker to what makes him sexy in my eyes.
I wake up in the morning to a hot cup of coffee.
He does the dishes.
He loves me for me and treats me like gold.
He works hard and doesn't complain about it.
He loves his children with all of his heart.
He makes the day something worth smiling at.
He is always looking at the positive side of life.
He would bring me the moon if I asked, or die trying.
He loves his family unconditionally and still does for them when ever needed.
These are just a few reasons. I can go on and on but he is mine!
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