Sunday, February 10, 2008

He can cook, too!

Through freezing rain and snow, in a Jeep with four bald tires, he made it safe and sound. (I could write country music.)

This morning, he went to a breakfast hosted by the local Boy Scouts. It seemed rather appropriate, as that is where John worked his way through the ranks to become an Eagle Scout. Yep, my Harley-riding, tattooed husband, with the (former - he is trying to get a job) mohawk, the goatee, and the build of a slightly aging linebacker, is an Eagle Scout.

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