A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything
Robert and … mansplaining. Here’s HR in his gay Smirnoff t-shirt at breakfast, left hand either furtively hiding something he doesn’t want me to see or gesturing awkwardly, as he drones on and on about some trivial topic or other. If I remember correctly (and don’t hold me to it, my mind often wanders/wonders), I think he was painstakingly explaining to me how important it is to double check the forks and spoons after washing them (our dishwasher is ill right now), since I tend to just let a little drizzle of water touch them before tossing them in the dish drying rack …
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … a silly/terrifying blue-haired wooden Easter chick thing, eerily close to some Spanish moss on a tree trunk, showcasing his gay watch band, as well as both his little squirrel necklace (remember HR’s nickname is Squirrel) and his bear necklace (don’t get me started on that). Oh, and of course, a children’s playground in the background.
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of Hubby Robert and … well, just about anything.
Robert with an awkward smile on his face, just below neighbor Barbara perched atop a blue ladder, while cuddling her teetering poodle at Robert’s head.
A little explanation. This … “event” occurred back in early December 2018 as our Washington Square neighborhood was doing our yearly decorating of the square with fresh greenery and red bows. Barbara and Robert were in charge of putting bows at the top of street lamps.