I have my very own Jon. I'm the front runner of a trend. Soon everyone will be trying to get on this band wagon.
But you can't. I got him first.
Not only does Jon empty the dishwasher, do laundry, iron, clean the bathroom, pay bills on time, and make a fabulous pot of chili, he can even be talked into coming into work with me to organize the reams of paper piling up in my office.
And all had to to do was agree to marry him and buy him lunch.
Wow.
What a deal.
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