Hey, Good Looking!

That's the title I got from a posting in James' blog. I don't know James. I found his blog while surfing and have added him into my dashboard. He started the blog when he and beautiful wife, Mae, decided to have a baby, now two years old. I find this posting from 2004 particularly endearing :)

Small as the world is, James and Mae attend DUMC :)

---Hey, Good Looking!---

My wife tells me I'm handsome. HAHAHAHA!!! She kills me, I tell you.

Deep in my heart, I know I'm not a good looking man. Firstly, much as I'd like it, I do not have a very defined jawline. To make matters worse, years of excesses have added on to my ever-increasing chins. Next, my nose is like a Karl-Malden-esque lump of clay in the middle of my face. And then there's the tragedy I call teeth, which would surely make me any orthodontist's best customer. And finally, to seal this deal of ugliness, my eyes are different from one another!

While I'm convinced that I'm fairly hideous, in all my audacity, I have always sought after the lookers. All the girlfriends that I have ever had, had been pretty girls. And Mae must surely be the fairest of them all.

"Why are you men so shallow?" most women would say, "Beauty is only skin-deep". Was I not capable of looking beyond the looks? But here's the thing; While I have always considered myself fortunate to have gone out with some of the prettiest girls ever, my friends have actually come up to me and told me otherwise, "What? You call that pretty? Euww!"

Yes, the woman in my life must be beautiful. And she must be sexy. But the standards of her beauty and sexiness are exclusively my own. Maybe someone might take a look at Mae and say, "Whoa!! You married THAT?" but it doesn't matter (I'm so dead when she finds this blog!). To me, she's perfect. In fact, she is the most beautiful woman in the world - even if it's my own little world! And if anyone else thinks so, that's a bonus.

My wife tells me I'm handsome. Hahahahha!! I'm bug-ugly to the rest of the world, but to my wife, I'm handsome. "Alright honey," I always tell her, "Just don't say it out loud."

There is hope for mankind. There is.

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