Derek is my husband, father of my children (lest there be any speculation...) breadwinner, PhD student, professor and all-around nice guy.
Why am I saying all this?
Well, first off, it's true.
Secondly, yesterday he commented that when he reads blogs of our friends, he notices that husbands get very little "face time." Children, OF COURSE, the author herself, often enough, but husbands, not so much.
He's right. It's totally true.
But, it is just not that simple.
I asked him, "Would you like ME to blog about YOU more often?"
He replied, "NO! Not at all, it's just an observation."
I didn't relent. "You don't want me to blog about...??" and then I filled in the blanks with various work/school/life issues he's dealing with.
He replied again, "NO! Please don't."
My final clarification on the matter: "So you want other people to blog about their husbands and their goings-on, but not me?"
Derek's answer: "That's correct."
There ya have it. Please, ladies, write more about your husbands, because, well, Derek would like you to. I'll not be participating. But, YOU should.
P.S. I love you, Derek. You're my man, and I'm glad to dedicate this entire post to you. You're my rock star.