My Husband Is Hot
Let me tell you, there is nothing more attractive than the site of my husband running off into the dark night. I know what many of you are thinking: Alan finally got smart and ran for the hills, but jokes on you because that’s not what I mean.
Picture it, Norfolk, Virginia, last Friday night. Alan just graduated from Basic Combat Training and I’m transporting him to his next duty station, Little Creek Naval Base. After driving for eight hours and trying to check into the wrong hotel, we finally get to our destination and what does Alan want to do first? See Star Trek. He hadn’t seen a movie in three months and apparently been dreaming about Star Trek which had come out the day he reported to Fort Jackson.
So after we dropped our bags off at the right hotel we rushed to the nearest movie theater to catch the 10:40 p.m. showing. On the way over to theater, I noticed the gas tank was running on empty, but we were running late (surprise, surprise) so I decided to ignore the cars exhortations for fuel.
Well, I’m sure you can all predict the obvious culmination of my pigheadedness which was us running out of gas on the way back from the movie. There I was, next to my husband who had just gone through the most grueling 10 weeks the army could contrive. I was trying to construct the most relaxing and regenerating weekend possible and was definitely getting off on the wrong foot. I turned to Alan and gave him the bad news expecting him to be upset. But instead, he just thrust his beret onto his head, kissed my cheek and told me he’d be back in 30 minutes.
And that’s what led me to be staring at my husband’s back, dressed in full ACUs running into the night like he was on an afternoon stroll. He made it back to the car in just 23 minutes after running over a mile to the gas station, getting gas, helping another stranded motorist, and running all the way back.
Now, if you talk to any woman, she will tell you, there are very few things that make a man more attractive than a uniform, but I’m here to testify that it wasn’t his uniform that was the most attractive part of my husband, Alan. The most attractive part of my husband was the way he handled the situation. He had every right to be annoyed with me for ignoring the gas light, but instead he was cheerful and took care of the situation quickly and efficiently.
I really am so blessed to have the husband I do. I love you honey!