Heros. They come in all sizes.
Well, I thought my first time posting on this blog would be better but my brain isn’t functioning at full capacity due to the head cold from beyond so this will be brief.
I’ve been thinking about heroes this evening. Why? It started because I saw a trailer for the upcoming new Disney film the Princess and the Frog. I think the hero is hot (yes he’s animated). I can’t help it.
Then, my hubby came home from work bearing dinner and the medicine I asked for. He had to go to two places in order to find it even though he’s not feeling well himself. That’s my kinda hero. And just so you know, he’s your average everyday guy, kinda computer geeky, meek and mild—oh and hair challenged and he snores. But he’s got a big heart and he’d do anything for me.
Then my thoughts swung around to heroes in books. Tall. Lean. Muscled. Handsome. Toothpaste commercial teeth. Awesome hair. Well you get the picture. Why do we do that? Is it a case of the grass is always greener? I don’t know. Books as a way to use fantasy men as an escape? Might be.
The point here is in both instances, the guy would do anything, go anywhere, might even die for their lady love and that’s what makes them lovable. Just when you think you’re so frustrated with them you might throw a shoe, they say something sweet or look at you just right and your heart melts.
Yeah, we’re suckers, too.
Sexy or scrawny, brainy or brawny, what’s your idea of a real life hero?