Dear Mrs. Bryant....

You know how in old movies set in Victorian England the gentry called thier spouses by Mr. and Mrs. rather than their names.....

Would you like a glass of sherry Mrs. Bryant?

More eggs Mr. Bryant?

Would you be so kind as to take out the garbage Mr. Bryant?

Why yes, Mrs. Bryant, I'd be glad to take out the garbage.

All very civil and charming. Not even close to my style. Now, my husband on the other hand is a formal, serious, deep thinkin' kind of guy. Which, I'm so NOT. How we managed to hook up is purely one of those things that I'll have to ask about when I get to heaven. Beats the heck out of me. I'm very glad, but um, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING GOD?

So I received this e-mail from my husband the other day and every time I read it, it just cracks me up. (printed with Chris' permission)

Hello Gayle:

My purpose for writing this electronic communication is to check up on our love bank. Please send back an e-mail marked with kisses and hugs if you respect me. I love you very much.

Best regards,


Chris Bryant,

RFC®Personal Financial AdvisorPresident,

Bryant Wealth Management, Inc.

A Registered Investment Adviser

best regards?

BEST REGARDS?

Be still my beating heart.

(although I still liked getting it)