My DH commutes 45 minutes each way to work in his truck. It's a pretty brutal drive with millions of stop lights and horrendous traffic. I love him so much for making that drive every day so I can stay home with the monkey.
His only complaint about the drive was the lack of good radio stations (I know, a saint he is) so for Fathers' Day I got him geared up with XM Satellite Radio. 175 channels of music, comedy, news, and a whole lot more.
After a few days of reveling in his new gadgetry, I asked what was the best part of his daily drive.
Him: There's this channel where they play a lot of Hootie.
(needle screeching across a record)
Ex-squeeze me?
Did you mean Hootie and the Blowfish?
Um. . .yeah, I heard him right.
He even offered a heart-felt rendition of "Let her cry" just in case I might have forgotten who they were.
On some "90s Adult Contemporary" sappy sappy channel he gets his Hootie fix.
Seriously, folks, I would be less surprised to learn he used to dress in women's clothing than that he digs Hootie.
Reminder of the kind of man I married:
"Hootie help me catch big bull. Grunt. Grunt."
I know in the five years we've been married, this Hootie thing has come up before. I just wasn't blogging then. In all honesty, I gave him fair warning that I would be outing him on the blog about this.
He didn't try to hide his Hootie.
Got a great "secret" about your spouse? Would love to hear it!
4 comments:
I love Hootie! I'm sure I even have a CD around somewhere. :p
Wow, that was a shocker! I never would have guessed good ol' J would be in to Hootie.
My hubby? For all that he's a Mensa genius? Speaks the worst English imaginable.
OMG! Zac has a Hootie fettish too and I TOTALLY tease him about it all the time. What is with that??? That is too funny. Here I am stalking your blog again :)
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