Donald and I celebrated his birthday this weekend, and by “celebrated,“ I mean that he performed all sorts of manual labor and I took pictures of him sweating profusely. This morning, I had every intention of writing all about it, but I have a killer migraine. So instead I will leave you with this, an image of Donald doing what Donald does best: bend to his wife’s wishes. Or start the lawnmower. Either Iether. Maybe later I’ll show you all the crap shots I took when I was trying to get some sunflare and wound up with my husband, the headless yard worker.
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Look at those buns :) he sounds like a wonderful hubby!
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I say the same about my husband… but I would never have the guts to blog about it! You go girl!
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Lisa and Courtney - I agree!
Napmom - I only have the guts because he’s okay with it. In fact, besides waving goodbye to the Senate, he said that being scrumptious was just a curse he’s burdened with, what can he say?
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Makes me wish I had a better talent at photography!
By Lisa on March 02, 2009
He’s very photogenic.