Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Sensitive or Red Flag

When I met my husband he had a couple of very curious things. Well, beyond being a single dad of 3 girls in a small town with mom nowhere in sight. He couldn't do ponytails or iron, and when I came over from work in a skirt and high heels, they would sink in his yard and he would push things off the chairs for me to sit down. He owned a huge pressure cooker for canning. I'm talking 40 quart jars. I know! and a very cool commercial type dehydrator. He had me at....little girls, but the pressure cooker was a very cool surprise.

The picture; his climbing helmet with a brim from a gardening hat because the sun in Louisiana was so hot while trimming live oaks. His Sensitive Side. Ahhhhh

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