5 Blog Topics My Husband Wanted To Write

It’s the final day of me guest posting over at Canadian Family.

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Today’s post concerns my a topic I rarely blog about: my husband.

Since it’s about my husband, I’m going to post the whole thing. No lead-in or excerpt for him. Now that’s love.

So here it is. If you’d rather read it at Canadian Family, you can click here. Or just scroll down.

Ode to Growing Old Together

Photo courtesy of David Boyle via Flickr (cc)

My husband’s birthday was yesterday. In honour of him turning 47, I invited my mom to visit. He picked her up  at the airport while I was at work.  Thankfully, they get along splendidly, sharing jokes, most of which are not at my expense.

I don’t talk about my husband much on my blog. When I started posting, I asked him how big of a role he wanted to play. Not big was his response. Still, he’s evident in many a post. And he’s certainly evident in my life.

I mean, the man has cooked every meal for the past five weeks while I recover from pneumonia. He is the king of having good food on the table in under thirty minutes. Perhaps he’s too good at it. Last week, on a Mother’s Day note, Vivian wrote, “My mom is the only one who can cook.” He laughed at the irony. Our kids call him Joker Man.

He is legendary – even amongst those he barely knows – for his sense of humour.

In fact, when I was ill, he offered to write some posts for me.

Here are the 5 topics my husband proposed to author:

Topic 1: Smiling and Nodding: The Successful Husband’s Fastball and Slider

Topic 2: Farting as a Sign of Relationship Contentment

Topic 3: Da Man is Da Head but Da Woman is Da Neck

Topic 4: “Honey! The Kids are Touching Bums in the Bathtub”: Delegate Your Way to Serenity

Topic 5: Failed Compliments: How Telling Your Wife She Is the 3^rd Funniest Woman You’ve Ever Met Is a Bad Idea

So, there’s a little piece of him.

Happy Birthday, dear husband. Thanks for making me laugh. And for picking up my mom.

And no, I’m not going to let you guest post.

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Thanks to my readers for bouncing around to read my posts. It’s been fun.

Any other goofy blogging topics out there for me to pursue?