My husband IS hot, despite what others may say.

I was chatting with my little sister-in-law, Ivy, via g-mail today. I said something about what a hottie Abe was and she reacted with revulsion. This surprised me immensely. After much contemplation I came up with a probable cause for this most unexpected denial of the plain truth. "Well," I said, "maybe it's because his g-mail chatting pic isn't his best picture ever."

(Abe's g-mail chat profile pic.)

"Oh yeah?" challenged she, "Then what is his best picture ever?"

My answer:

There are several. For example,










Abe striking a pose that would put even Derek Zoolander to shame.










Abe the beach babe.










The beach babe throws a frisbee.










Abe the sexy hick babe.










Abe getting his hair
professionally styled

You'll note that these are all from last summer, when Abe was in his infancy as an Idahoan. I would now like to present to you the New Abe Who is Now Nearly Wholly Idahoan, At Least In Looks:



To the left is my brother-in-law Marty, also a good looking fellow, but a native Idahoan, born and raised. To the right? My sweetheart. Notice the similarities. He is now virtually indistinguishable from any other gun-wieldin', Republican-votin', potato-diggin' true blue Idaho Russet.

And I think he's pretty dang good lookin'.