My Favorite Bald Guy!

Okay - let me just start this entry with a fact. ALL, and I do mean ALL the boys I have ever dated are bald now -- and my dear sweet hubby,well, he is on his way to baldness too. Maybe it was all the hair products of the eighties, maybe it is genetic, or maybe somehow dating me caused this adverse reaction, I don't know and quite frankly I am too scared to really find out. Needless to say -- I have become quite accustomed to seeing bald heads on top of faces from my past. But today, I feel in love with a brand new bald guy.

As my hubby was putting our daughter down for her afternoon nap, I began straightening up the mess that Hurricane Hannah has left in our home on her way to naptime. I wandered into the playroom and as I began picking up legos, and doll clothes, and various other tiny things, my gaze drifted to the back wall. There, in black ink, was the biggest doodle I have ever seen. Right there, on my nice, sunny yellow, American Tradition Roman Candle painted wall. We have those wonderful washable crayons, why didn't she use them and where in the world did she get a pen?I thought I had them all hidden away? Never mind the answers - the doodling had been done. I quickly began to panic. What would get that off of the wall? I tried soap and water, nope! I tried windex, nope again! And then I remembered something I had heard awhile ago. I must have overheard it somewhere, probably the park, but it made enough of an impression on me that I actually bought the product - just in case.

I hurried to the cabinet where all the cleaning products live and way in the back, there he was! The man of my dreams! MR. CLEAN - in his Magic Eraser form! Hallelujah! It didn't take me long to read the box instructions (wet with water) and start to scrubbing! And guess what -- it WORKS! It really worked! I was overcome with JOY! I must admit that it did take some elbow grease, but the magic really worked and now my wall is clean, clean, clean!

So,unlike all the bald old boyfriends who have let me down at some point, and my dear hubby who still has some hair, but is still capable of making me pout - My new boyfriend has saved the day. And the best part; he is now tucked back into his box, high on a shelf and I am guaranteed that he will not come back out until I need him-what more could a woman ask for in a man!

So here's to you Mr. Clean - my new favorite bald guy!