I'm thankful for the Man

I'm just thankful for the Rugged, Mountain Man.  When bellies are hurting and stomachs are churning, he heads for Wal-Mart to get the stuff that makes little (and big) sick people feel better.  After 11 years of marriage, he still remembers that Mommy always preferred yellow Gatorade.  And, that makes me smile when I go to the fridge.  :)