I rarely discuss anything about my Sweetest here except when I write him a letter [which he never reads, anyway]. Why, because he doesn't know I have a blog. Well, he kinda know I am writing on blogs but he doesn't know what they really are about. But don't get me wrong. He is no computer-fool. He knows how to use the computer. We met online, remember! Wink*He shops online. He does his banking online. He googles. And yes, he facebooks too [just recently].
My Sweetest is a big guy. He is 6 feet tall and has the body of a football player because he has a build-in shoulder pads. Just kidding. What I meant was, he has broad shoulders that makes me feel so safe and protected. I feel that he can beat anybody in a heartbeat when he feels that I am in my damsel-in-distress mode. LOL.
Though big and strong, my Sweetest is the meekest of them all. Soft-spoken, gentle and loving. But what I love most about him is that... he makes me breakfast in bed... on Saturday mornings. He washes the dishes and folds my laundry. And most importantly, he knows Jared. wink*