My husband is the man I always dreamed of marrying. He is brilliant, compassionate, wise, and oh-so-handsome. What my husband is NOT is super manly - no power tools, no truck, not the biggest fan of beer, and doesn't particularly care for construction, hunting, contact sports, etc. He is the epitome of gentlemanly - he always gets the door for me (he forgot it once in 5 1/2 years), free-flowing with kind words, and just very sweet. So when the topic of a "Man Cave" came up for the new house, he laughed. Would this mean that it would be his space only? That he wasn't supposed to allow me in his "cave"? He hated that idea. Unless he's watching Battlestar Galactica, and doesn't want my cynical commentary, he wants me cuddled up on the couch with him - eating some homemade cookies and watching football (because truth be told, I love football more than he does!) or a Bollywood film. So one of our favorite parts of our Cape Cod is the beautiful finished basement, complete with two cooling ceiling fans, can lighting that dims for movie night, rich wooden floors and a cozy wood stove for those chilly winter nights. We got a great, North Carolina made, sectional sofa from Value City that was previously a floor model with a nice $459 price tag and positioned it for optimal Ravens football watching. We just love this room, man cave or not!
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