Monday, April 8, 2013

The Man Who Would be Hubby



I count myself pretty lucky to have a very easy-going Husband.  I know that I'm a real pain in the ass and often a basket case, so it's a miracle that I found someone who not only puts up with me, but who actually likes me.  My Husband, Chris, prefers to stay out of the spotlight, but since I've had a number of inquiries about the mysterious "Hubby" character about whom I write, I thought I would dedicate today's post to the man who made me a Mrs.

He's a born and bred New Yorker (minus a few years in Connecticut) but he loves Los Angeles.  However, he maintains an all-black wardrobe and a brusk demeanor just to make sure he doesn't lose his edge.

Chris is a Nice Jewish Boy, but he usually wins bets about this because of his name.  For the record, he's named after Christopher Robin of Winnie the Pooh fame, not Jesus Christ of The Bible fame.

He went to film school, decided to become a Chef, and then became a Restaurateur.  And yes, he does cook for me whenever he's home at night.  (Thank goodness, otherwise I think we might starve)


He's a really awesome Father, despite the fact that he lets our three month old son watch Game of Thrones and is already trying to teach him how to play poker.

Oh, and he always laughs when I make jokes about him.  So yes, he's most definitely a mensch.

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