Mr. My Blog for Bonnie (my wonderful husband) and I have been together for 12 years and married for 8. We've seen each other through a lot. First of all, I met him when I was 19 and he was 20. If you want to get technical about it, I was still a teenager (thought at the time, my mom teased me that I was still a teenager and I'd get seriously annoyed...quite like a teenager would...and be disgusted that I was lumped in with an age group that included girls in 7th grade.)
Our relationship has clearly changed now that I'm 31 and he's 32. For starters, I'd like to share this compliment he paid me today, which basically made my entire week (and it's only Sunday and my week just got going!)
I was bending completely over to sack up a trash bag (sexy, I know.) We had just completed our 2nd round of Plyometrics for P90X, so I was also gross and sweaty (just another moment in my glamorous life.) All of the sudden, from behind me, I hear this:
"Wow, Babe, your hamstrings are really getting defined!"
Of course I quickly stood up, said "Seriously???" and patted the back of my thighs roughly 40 times in rapid-fire succession to see if I could feel any changes in my muscle definition.
When we were 19 and 20, if he had complimented my HAMSTRINGS when I was bent over, I would've been strikingly perplexed.
Now, I'm on Cloud 9.
And let's not talk about the fact that I'm prettttty sure my neighbor caught me subsequently bending over and checking out my reflection in our patio door window when I returned from putting something in my car.
Had to see those hamstrings for myself!
I love this!!!
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