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My husband thought he'd give it a try....

So we sat and put this post together.

This is how he see's himself


This is how his compnay sees him


This is how his children see him....


This is his wife (ME!) see's him
and

This is how our pets see him


This is how he thinks our neighbors see him

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  1. And how do I see your husband Babe - as a great big muscly hunk who is one day gonna punch my lights out for flirting with his gorgeous wife.

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  2. Now if you can get him to try the vacuum cleaner too ... :o) (or maybe he already does -- I guess I shouldn't presume). Cool post!

    Andrew
    To Love, Honor and Dismay

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  3. i loved this!
    i think your husband looks great in eyeliner. dont let anyone tell you different.

    in fact i loved this so much i might steal the idea.

    know what else? i forgot to linkie-squinkie you. may i?

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  4. Tommy m'dear, my husband would never punch anyone out. He's a sweetheart and a pacifist. I think you'd like him.

    Andrew, welcome to my blog. Yours is qute entertaining. And my husband does in fact use the vacuum cleaner, as well as doing dishes, laundry and windows. He's amazing.

    FN I'd be honored to be linked. I had to have my hubby sit down and read your post on the junkyard. You have an incredible way with words.

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