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Today, I have a rarely heard from person around these blog parts taking a part in my post, my husband Mike. He wanted to make a sort of rebuttal to yesterday’s post about how tough it is being married to a “guy’s guy.” I don’t think there was anything wrong with it but, here he goes… How to live with a girly-girl (nail-polish-purse-obsessed-reality-tv-junkie) It’s really hard not to glorify bachelor life.  It’s a simple world, and I sure loved it.  You eat whatever you want, you watch ESPN 75% of the time, and get to keep the house only as clean as you see fit.  Your buddies come over, you hang out, maybe even play video games (what says “easy life” more than playing video games?), and you just don’t have anyone to impress 90% of the time. You also don’t have to do laundry until you’re tired of going to Target for clean new black socks for work (every bachelor has an endless supply of t-shirts and underwear, so it’s really just socks that ever run out, I found). Things change in marriage, or when you move in with a girl.  Men and women may very well be from …

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