It's Ash Wednesday, friends. So long chocolate, hello fish fry Fridays. And, of course, we have to pick up our daughter's Girl Scout cookies this Sunday to be delivered next week. Why, Girl Scouts of America? Why must you torture us this way??
Anyhoo, in other news, apparently my hometown of Louisville has been named by GQ Magazine the "Manliest Town in America. That's right, ladies. If you're looking for a real man, come to Derby City. Apparently, it's the bourbon and bettin' the horses, among other attributes, that make our men such studs. According to GQ:
Lou-uh-vul strikes a balance between the traditions for which it's justly famous and a right-now vibe that gives the town and its 750,000 residents a kind of courtly southern swagger. The gentlemen of Louisville know how to compliment a woman—and do so often.
Yep, that's why I married a hometown boy. There's something you gotta love about a man who can wear seersucker and a bowtie on Derby Day, yet also don jeans and T-shirt like nobody's business. He can hunt, fish and smoke a fine cigar, yet play tea party with his little girl. They're gentlemen through and through and they respect their mamas. That's a true manly-man.
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