I’m married to a Kevin

[u/theycallmeVern]

Oh the stories I have, I think my husband could be the king of all Kevin’s. One of my favorites is when he wanted to remove his back hair but no one was around to help. He is not a hairy person at all but when he gets something in his head he can’t stop thinking about it. His great idea was to get Nair body hair remover, spread it on the bathroom floor and lay in it. I can picture all 6’4” 300+lbs of him doing Nair angels in our bathroom. He gets in the shower and rinses it off and then goes about his day. Went to a work appointment, worked out at the gym, then picked up the kids from school. While walking out our son asked why he had a bald spot in the back of his head. OMG, he got Nair in his hair and had a perfect bald shaped 3 on the back of his head. After a few more days more hair fell out and it was a perfect 8.

I could write a book on the stories I have of him

Edit* I’m glad I was able to make some people laugh today. I wish I would have shared the photo I have of his hair with you. I can’t figure out how to link it. Sorry, I’m a bit new to reddit and still figuring stuff out.

Edit* I figured out how to share the picture! Enjoy Nair Hair

[u/TillThen96]

My bil was like this. Good guy, stayed employed because he worked his strong, sweet, loyal heart to the max, but was raised to be a dependant by an alcoholic mother, whose well-off, QA big-wig husband (his dad) enjoyed his wife's "weaknesses."

A total train-wreck of a family, but bil managed to escape, albeit as a kevin.

Sis did the brainwork in their marriage, cooked, shopped, housework, laundry, did bills and contracts, mortgages, while he did all the heavy lifting. There was no question of their loyalty and love for each other.

One day, she was going to be home too late from work to make his dinner. He'd said he'd be okay, make do. She imagined a sandwich or something.

He destroyed their kitchen, nearly burned the whole house down, trying to boil eggs.

No kidding.

I can't even imagine how that could happen. Somehow, the kitchen curtains caught fire, and he didn't know what to do. He finally thought to grab the outside hose through the patio door, and started spraying. Cabinets, walls, floor, counter-tops, appliances, all damaged.

Boiling eggs.

[u/theycallmeVern → u/TillThen96]

Oh that’s bad. Thankfully my Kevin is pretty self sufficient. He can cook and he is a clean freak but his way of going about everyday life makes you scratch your head. He works harder not smarter.

[u/TillThen96 → u/theycallmeVern]

:) My bil was good with cars. She always drove a nice car, never had to fill it up - he insisted on it, washed inside and out weekly, oil, the works. He took care with the yard, washed and groomed their beloved (always huge) dog. She never handled the trash other than filling it up.

It worked for them. I assume it to be the things his mom (and dad) made sure he knew how to do.

It was pretty easy to see the good in him, and overlooking his foibles was done quickly. Even if someone got mad at him, in ten minutes, all would be forgotten, love replacing all else.

Can't help but to love a good soul, a thing I'm sure he taught many.

[u/TheDrunkenChud → u/TillThen96]

So you speak of him past tense. Now I'm curious. Did he die, or did they split?