My Mister is Soooooooo Maaaaaanly

So while I always grouse about how nerdy  my husband is, you have to know one thing.  Physically my Mister does not, I repeat, does NOT look like a nerd.  What does this mean?  For one, though he is Korean, he is not stick thin.  He has extremely broad shoulders, is hairy, so he looks manly.  He looks like a guy.  A guy’s guy.  How else to put it?  He used to play rugby in college and the fraternities used to use him as a ringer.  That kinda puts it into perspective doesn’t it?  So no, he does not look reed thin asian man bespectacled, or slight or like the wind could not him over.  He’s a solid dude.  5′10.  Broad shoulders and he doesn’t have the ill fated asian body where the top half is longer than his legs.  He’s adequately proportioned.  So what does this have to do with anything?  At my aunt’s 2nd wedding, which was a beautiful wedding, by the way, he met my grandmother’s oldest and bestest friend.  She is a firecracker, snappy and suffers no fools.  She is just like my grandmother.  She is wearing some really nice jewelry pieces.  They were best friends in Korea and met when they were both 18.  She had never met my Mister before and was curious, quite curious in how he looked, who he was, etc.  It turns out that he usually is the one, these days, to take our little bunny on rides to get him to nap so he was missing for most of the meal at the reception.  I finish eating and go outside to relieve him when my brother offers to watch my little bunny since he’s still asleep. We leave my brother and go in.  I bring him dutifully to the ah-joo-mah (korean for the old misses, kinda), and introduce him.  Her eyes widen and embarrassingly enough she says, wow he is so maanly.  Ummm, I’m kinda embarrassed.  She approvingly says, he is so manly.  I guess she was expecting some weakling?  haha!  The fact is she has two strapping handsome sons, of which one looks like a hot 80’s rock star god, does indicate she knows something about young men being strapping or weakling like.  Well, she was always bragging how handsome her sons were, and truthfully, they were.  I kid you not.  I met him, the oldest, when I was in high school and he was a twenty something bad arse with huge muscles, long shoulder length feathered rock god hair, handsome hapa features and a blond bimbo girlfriend to boot who looked like she stepped out of a Van Halen rock video.  I kid you not, bad perm, pretty face, and blond.

Anyhow, she talks to my Mister and chats about some of my grandmother’s and her escapades.  She is happy to meet him and then we sit down.  My Mister says to me, she is not someone to mess with.  I say to my Mister, imagine how she spoke really great english, her mannerisms, pretty much that is how my grandmother was.    All in all, funny experience but a reminder that I married no nerdy man on the exterior at least.

~ by mrschung on June 21, 2009.