He scoops poop and eats moldy taco meat
April 24, 2009 | Category: I'm a Wife
I’ve noticed on this blog, that I don’t talk about my husband much. I’ve also noticed that when I do talk about him, it’s rarely about how great he is.
Well, he’s pretty fantastic, and it’s way overdue that I share:
1. He’s my personal geek squad. Never ever will I have a computer/technology issue that’s too tough for this man. He’s so dedicated to his inner geekyness that it could be New Years Eve – and if that darn router isn’t working – he’s going to be talking shop with some dude over in India; even if it takes him 6 hours. It will get fixed.
2. He’s my “take it for the team” guy when it comes to eating suspect leftovers. We rarely dump food at this house. We could have fantastic food options in the house, but if there’s few pieces of bologna that look expired – he’s all over it. Remarkably, he rarely get’s sick, where I would be logging serious hours in the bathroom if I ate what he ate.
3. He scoops up poop. Although I have stepped in poop in my backyard, I have never scooped up dog poop (nor have I ever mowed my own grass). Now that’s worth it’s weight in gold. Picking up dog turds makes me dry heave.
4. He’s president of the junky car club. Michael has been driving a ’95 Jetta that was a cast off from one of my younger sisters. It has no air. You can see the road through the floorboard while you drive (Flintstones style). It leaks oil, and you can hear it a mile away (not in a good way). He suffers with this so the girls and I can drive a nice (safe) SUV with all the bells and whistles.
5. He would eat cereal every night of the week. The man never expects a home cooked meal when he arrives home tired from work. I would say 4 nights out of 7 I have something in the works, but it’s never expected of me. When in doubt, he reverts to the above mentioned #2.
There are countless other things that I could share about his 15 different shades of awesome – but this is about as much kiss up as I can muster in one sitting. Oh I kid, I kid…
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April 24th, 2009 @ 3:44 pm
After this post, he certainly must revoke what he said which inspired the last post. Quality words in honor of a quality guy. -Mr
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April 24th, 2009 @ 4:42 pm
No fluff in this post! Way to go DesignHER Momma husband! Keep up the good work…and you are one lucky girl! Good for the poop thing; I literally have to hound my husband to do “his” chore of keeping the litterbox scooped out on a regular basis.
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April 24th, 2009 @ 6:18 pm
Sounds like a keeper!
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April 24th, 2009 @ 6:18 pm
Aww. What a good guy. Sometimes the hubbies don’t get enough credit.
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April 24th, 2009 @ 6:50 pm
Sweet. Good men are hard to find but you seem lucky. I am too. I’ve got the VP of the junky car club while me and the kids drive a nice SUV. He also eats leftovers and never gets sick. He changes diapers, gives bathes, and says prayers.
Lucky. Very lucky indeed.
BTW in regard to your last post, I don’t mind the fluff so much cause I’m guilty of it myself. Sometimes everything is blog fodder, other times, meh.
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April 24th, 2009 @ 7:35 pm
i have to say, you did snag a great guy and i am glad that he’s apart of the fam! and i remember going with mom to buy that jetta with the cigarette burn holes and all! ha!
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April 24th, 2009 @ 10:11 pm
Thanks, Sweetie. This is the content I’m talkin’ about. I love you.
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April 24th, 2009 @ 11:00 pm
I need to add one more thing about this great guy Michael…..he’s a terrific son in law also! So thankful you are part of our family Michael, and we love you!
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April 25th, 2009 @ 12:02 am
Add a good brother to the mix, too, minus the fighting from years 4-14. Love you Bikey!
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April 25th, 2009 @ 5:34 am
i love it…makes me smile!
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April 25th, 2009 @ 7:13 pm
Love it – your hubby sounds just like my bub (minus the whole going over to India to talk shop and insert pathfinder where you have jetta).
such a great post and wonderful way to tell us how much you love and appreciate your guy!!!
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April 25th, 2009 @ 9:07 pm
Sounds like a keeper!
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April 26th, 2009 @ 7:31 pm
Awwww… I thought the post was sweet… and then I read the comments. Sigh.
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April 26th, 2009 @ 8:12 pm
Fun post!!! Your hubby sounds like mine:)
I thought it was funny that they both drive ’95s with NO air…. oh, how my hubby dreads summer:) While he dreams of a sports car, he plans to pay off our minivan and then update us with a new one…
Oh, about the leftovers! My hubby used to do the SAME thing, stomach of steel!! He would eat anything! Until….
he ate lunchmeat that I thought was questionable! And he got food poisoning… he went into the whole dehydration thing and had to take the ambulance to the ER…
now he keeps the fridge clean of lurking leftovers by dumping them in the trash… no matter how tempting:)
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April 26th, 2009 @ 11:30 pm
I wish my husband would scoop the poop! He commutes so I am the one getting stuck with it most of the time.
My husband is a techie too, thankfully since I am NOT.
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April 27th, 2009 @ 3:30 pm
it’s about time you thanked him
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April 28th, 2009 @ 12:25 am
Awww, what a sweet post. You’ve got a keeper
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April 28th, 2009 @ 11:31 am
you have to wonder if that is what he would like his obituary to say:
“He scooped poop and ate moldy taco meat”
This is terrific. I might just be inspired to do the same and be nice to Matt for once.
Enjoyed this!
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