An ode to all things gorgeous. (or, well, to my husband)
Husband, you officially rock. My rock-dar is off the scale... You rock because:
- You're hot. I mean, smokin hot. Even when you're covered in sawdust, paint thinner, and sticky sweat.. you're damn gorgeous.
- You got the coolest gig ever - opening for Mr. Darrell Scott himself. (Singer-songwriter extraordinare!) I'm such a proud wife that I've even been playing your sappy love songs all day in preparation for the event! (that's devotion, baby)
- You also rock because you love me.
- And because you're hot.
- Oh! And because you're fixing our bathroom. (That upgrades your "rock" status to Rock STAR status)
I love you, Darlin.