Some reasons my husband, Mr. P, is a hottie:

He brings me a cup of hot coffee every morning as I'm getting ready for work.

He bought me a GORGEOUS pair of Jimmy Choo stilettos on our last weekend getaway, and it wasn't even my birthday.

He cleans (dishes and cleaning up the kitchen, vaccuming, laundry, waters the plants...).

He does the grocery shopping (which is really a control issue concerning the budget, but whatever, as long as I don't have to do it).

He handles arrangements for sitters when we need them. He has them on speed dial...

He buys season tickets to the Pops Series at the Symphony. We actually go to the Symphony about once a month during the school year!

He bikes, a la Lance Armstrong, which is time consuming but maintains the rock hard butt and thighs, so it's hard to complain.

For a while, like a year and a half, he bought fresh roses for the house weekly. Arranged them in vases himself, one for the entry hall and one in my bathroom. A big vase of roses on my bathroom sink counter! Sometimes it was actually giant oriental lilies. I know, un-freakin'-believable. It stopped a year or so ago, but it was amazing while it lasted so he still gets props for it.

He has salt and pepper hair (don't you just love that!).

He wants me, not a guy friend, to go with him to Notre Dame and watch his team play football each fall.

He stays home with the baby in the morning. I get up and go to work but instead of having to tote baby to day care (nursery school), he stays home and takes him in around 11. I pick up by 4:30. So baby gets to be part-time at "school". LOVE that!

There's more, but don't hate me. There's another list too-- the dark side does exist!