I wish I had something good to eat.

It seems like that is something I've heard my family say all the time. Don't get me wrong, we have food. But not the kind of food we want. All I've had today is an L&T wrap, the noodles from a can of Chicken noodle soup and ice cream. Yum, right? But I'm starving for something good. Like something filling. But that's another story.

Right now, I'm thinking about guys who like to fish, hunt, and camp. And it makes me miss the guys at home. Oh, if I could only find guys like that in Utah who actually know how to fish and do all of that other stuff, I know a few. But once you are away from home you learn to appreciate and find out that you really admired the people who could fix up cars, and build houses, and were handy around the house. I'm not saying that guys here can't do that, I just don't hear a lot of guys saying I was tearing out the engine of the car, or I was trying to fix the lawn mower. I think it's super attractive when guys can fix things... well if they can fix them well and they work. If not, I'll just fix it myself. I'm not beyond it.

You know that's one thing that I liked about my Dad is that he could fix things. Some men can't. Or if they can, they really just duct tape it back or say that it's fixed and the next day the pipe is spraying water in your face. I think mowing the lawn, setting up camp, building a fire, hauling logs, fixing the dishwasher, working on the car, waking up early to go deer hunting, scaling a fish, tilling a garden, when something is broken you can find a way to fix it, these are attractive qualities to me. So if you fit the description-- HA! no I'm just kidding.
But it will give you a few points in the books if you can do some of these things.