Ain't he precious? My baby's got skilz! See why I love him so much? We are so much alike its scary (well almost) he finds beauty in someone else's junk. I used to make fun of him because he NEVER wanted to throw anything away, when we were remolding our first home he would come home everyday after work and dig through the dumpster to make sure nothing was in there that he could use. Back then I didn't share in his visions. Now my heart swells with excitement when we see a yard sale or make a day at the flea market. He had me at "I brought home a tv stand someone was throwing away" its been true love ever since. Although he wouldn't be caught ALIVE in a thrift store he will patiently wait in the car while I run in REAL quick like and will listen to me go on and on about what a bargain it was. He has learned to keep quite at a yard sale when in the past he would say "do we really need another one" or "where is that going to go" OR THE WORST TWO WORDS you can say to a women like me.."HURRY UP" Those days are long gone! He is like a piece of clay that I have worked into a beautiful piece of pottery. There is no other like my Weems! He often says a married man can either be right or happy but never both....see, skilz, looks & brains. What a lucky little lady I am!
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