I Think Trucks Are Sexy

In honor of Valentine’s Day, which I know was yesterday… I decided to write about trucks because my husband is convinced that’s the only reason I gave him the time of day and even dated him to begin with. Don’t be fooled, dear, it was actually your Netflix that attracted me to you. Just kidding!

Anyway, I did really really like his truck. I think it was a 2007 F-150 with some cool color name like slate lightning? He will have to correct me, I’m sure.

It (my obsession) all started at some point in college, when I saw our landlord’s blue, shiny truck parked outside our building and I knew right then and there–this must be what it’s like to be in love with inanimate objects. I went to school in upstate New York so trucks were actually common in the small town, where fields and dirt roads appeared to be all over the place.

Then someone I was seeing got me into country music.

Then I got into Luke Bryan.

And then I met my husband somewhere along that path, and he had a truck (he doesn’t anymore) and it was like my fantasy of being with a country boy and his truck just overtook me, as did the plaid shirts. I really like plaid for some reason.

But enough about that.

I miss my husband’s truck. It was loud because it had no exhaust pipe and I always thought it was attractive when he drove it. Or when it was parked. Or when I thought of it in general ha, maybe I have a problem. So I hope one day we can get another truck and the ladies will swoon all over our sons.

But for now, it seemed appropriate to write a post to honor trucks. And how handsome they are. And how they complete every country music video and song. Because they really do rock, and I’m sure others agree. I would never get one for myself and no one would trust me to drive theirs but I certainly take advantage of any opportunity I get to ride in one!

To my husband–who is probably out there reading this and considering it a call for men to come show me their trucks–know that I love you just the same without your truck 🙂 I just can’t help but look every time I see one, and I’m sure you’ve felt the same about other, ahem, things.

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Engineer, writer and editor (technical and creative). Writing to inspire others to live smarter and kinder, sharing what I've learned to help those with questions or fears regarding pregnancy or childbirth. screamingandsinging@gmail.com

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