My Better Half

If I have a flaw, it is that I procrastinate. I am not really a go-getter, a follow-througher (follower-through?), a driven woman of stamina and determination. I like to stop and smell the flowers. Twiddle my thumbs. Check facebook.

My husband compliments and improves me in every way, and if his character traits rub off on me it will be for the better. He is a man of tremendous energy, drive, and persistence, the kind of fellow who comes home at the end of a 10-hour workday and builds some stairs, weeds the garden, washes the dishes, and reads bedtime stories. An incredible father, a loving husband, and above all a capable man. He gets things done.

Get 'er done. Mat does!

It was recently suggested to my mule, Fenway Bartholomule, that his facebook fanpage might attract a more gender-balanced audience if we profiled FarmHusband (Mat) on the site. I'm not sure that would bring the guys—after all, women love Mat. He's hot.

Mat is the breadwinner, the bill payer, Mr. Fixit, and at least 50% of the parenting equation in our household. He handles all these responsibilities with humor, love, and boundless energy. He is one in a million, and the girls and I are very lucky to have him.