ON the homefront...

God forgive me if my hub ever found out I write about him.

More so if he ever READ what I wrote! 

It's just so funny how you think you know someone and then one day they do something to reconstruct your personal opinions on them.

Case in point. 

My hub is a big man.  He's all of six feet, broad shoulders, large hands....the whole bit.  Even his look is intense.

When he's deep in thought, those pensive expressions can make you steer away from asking that pesky little, "Hon, where is the......" questions.

If you didn't know him any better, you'd cross him somewhere between Ice Cube (friday) and Samuel L. Jackson on a good day.

But then he goes and does something, (or rather reacts in a way that totally surprises you outta your socks.)

Now, I know my husband very well...we've been by each other's sides, loved each other inside and out, and at each others throats for a little over 10 years now.

The following incident made me crack up off the wall and also reminded me what I had almost forgotten about him.........

He can be a total WEAKLING sometimes...

We had just come home from some minor grocery shopping, and finished putting all the stuff in their usual locations.

I told my littlest one to help out by taking the roll of paper over to my bathroom, told my son to take out the trash and asked my daughter to help load up the cabinet.

Awhile later, I sat down at the puter desk and was about to log on when I hear a faint knocking somewhere in the house. 

I let it go, since the neighbors had been behaving a little more noisy than usual...(*a blog alone for another day*)

A few minutes later the knocking was definitely twice as loud and I could hear my name being called. 

It was hub.  He was in the bathroom and asking for the tp, which my littlest had left outside the bathroom at a corner of my bedroom.  So after finding it, I walked over to give it to him.

Now I'm a very open person and if I'm in need I'll open up the door and let whoever willing to come in to go on right ahead....there's no shame in nature.

But hub was VERY EMBARRASSED!!!!!!!

He barely even let the door open up enough to get the 12 roll package in.  He screamed out....WAIT!   Don't look at me, I'm sitting on the toilet!

What?  So? And you need the tp, I'm just bringing it to you...

DONT LOOK ------  DONT LOOK----Just give it to me and leave, okay?

So, I turned the other cheek (no pun intended) and threw in a roll and quickly closed the door behind me.

This coming from a man who spent more than a month in tight camp areas in the middle of nowhere with his other dirty, dingy army buddies, for more than 3 years while enlisted.

Go figure.

He's just a regular teddy bear after all.

But if he ever read this......................