Being the intellectual that I am and seeing as how I haven’t yet acquired the needed skills to survive this world without modern amenities, I married an intellectual man with skills.
I knew he could cook – second date he made me an outstanding dinner – I’m not that fond of cooking, so that was good.
I knew he was athletic, soccer, football, baseball, surfing, skating, biking.
My man is talented.
I knew he was good at chess – good enough to not lose to my bro-in-law every time – and that is good.
But here are a few things I didn’t see he was good at until after our wedding:
That was a relief
He was invited to play in a community orchestra in Cabool, MO with the STARS Foundation.
He played on a small Texas high school football team, which meant he played offensive line, defensive line and marched at half-time with the marching band.
on a side note, he can hold his breathe a long time.
If things got bad, he could always put food on the table, no joke. After this next picture, he fried some frog legs, and they tasted good (I just don’t eat fried food).
well, years of practice will make you good too.
Well, how can a man be this perfect you ask? He isn’t perfect, there are a few things he doesn’t do well – yet – laundry, dishes and generally cleaning up….
but that’s why our marriage is a partnership. Over time, he will teach me some new skills and I’ll teach him some skills I have learned.
Someday we will both be perfect, until then, we’ll just help one another out.