I am married to an Eeyore.

Not that it’s a bad thing.  Eeyore’s are faithful friends, always glad to commiserate with you on any thing.  Especially if it’s something gloomy like the rain, a pain in your tushie, rotted veggies in your garden, squirrels in your bird feeder,

and lack of just about anything.  

  It will soon be my anniversary and so I have been thinking of what to give my Luscious man.  When we were courting, I told him, I said ~ “I don’t need a man, I need a donkey!”

To which he replied, “Where in the back forty do you want me?  I’ll click my heels up for you”.  Words of such endearment won my heart.  Over the years I have become very accustomed to his ways.  He is such a big teddy bear but I am more of a Pooh and he is more the Eeyore.  For example, these Eeyore quotes could’ve come out of Luscious Larry’s mouth:

"A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference. Or so they say."

"When you shout 'Is anybody at home?' into a rabbit hole, and a voice answers 'No!' it probably means you're not welcome."

"When someone says 'How-do-you-do," just say that you didn't."

The kids will tell you that he will always come through for them in true Eeyore fashion.

Always on time – which is his time – and will always say Luv when he says good bye.

When he leaves for work in the morning, I kiss him goodbye and have to bite back the sage words of Eeyore “Have a nice day, it’ll probably rain”.  He already knows that.