Things Andy Loved

Me.
Babies.
Children.
Yellow Roses.
Romance.
Coffee.
Bacon.
Cow, red beans, fried 'taters.
Taco Bell.
Coke.
Dr. Pepper.
Suppertime.
Louis Ll'amour.
John Wayne.
Hank, Waylon and Willie.
Country music.
Garfield.
The USA.
Oklahoma ("God's Country.")
Being appreciated.
Wild Turkey Whiskey (but he loved me more, so he gave it up.)
Smoking.
Vanilla or Mountain High Pipe Tobacco, or a good cigar. (cigars outside!!!)
Watching the 10 o'clock news with me.
Traveling.
Coming home after vacation.
CB radios.
Nice restaurants.
Leather working.
His friendship bracelets.
Belt buckles.
Dogs.
Squirrels.
Tinkering.
Tools.
Trucks.
Dancing. (He missed that terribly after his injury, but he still could do a mean swing.)
Picking out just the right gift.
Honey buns and doughnuts.
Cheese, chocolate and cobblers.
Big Time Wrestling.
Swatting flies.
Thunderstorms.
Sitting in the garage, watching thunderstorms.
Driving.
Driving in the rain.
The latest electronic gizmos.
Double solitare… almost any card game.
His yard.
His garage.
His ring.
His family. (And he never chose them merely based on blood relations.)
Watching his kids perform, or play sports.
Teaching the kids things… from tying their shoes to working on cars.
His friends.
Teasing everybody.
Watches and pocket knives.
Making me smile.
The State Fair.
Eating at Jimmy's Egg
Email.
Western boots and clothes.
Reading to the kids.
Learning new things.
The Greek Festival.
Shooting the bull with his guy friends.
Anniversaries at the Red Lobster.
Holding hands.
Raisins.
Being special in our eyes.
His "Man Upstairs."


Things he didn't like


Chicken
Pasta
Mushrooms (called them "toadstools")
Neck ties.
Lazy people
Child abusers.
People who whine.
Cats.
Honeysuckle. (but he planted some for me, because he knew I liked it.)
Hurting anybody's feelings.
Anybody who was mean to me, or our kids.
Most vegetables.
Enemies of our country.
Excuses.
Holiday fuss.
Pepsi
7-Up
Being alone too long.
Seeing the kids get shots.
"Chick-Flicks." (I think it is because they always made him cry!)
Speaking in front of a crowd, or being the center of attention.
Fussing and arguing.
An ice cube down his back, or cold hands on him.
Writing letters.
Cockroaches.
Flies.
Needles.
Chewing gum.
Telephone solicitors.
Anything that took time away from the family.
Seeing me cry.
Yappy little dogs.
Reading Dr. Seuss books.
Pink ice cream.
Pink in general.
Clothes with polka dots.
Board games. (Except Chess.)
Broken promises.
Hospitals.
Most doctors.
Having his picture taken.
Losing his father at age 13.
Cod liver oil.
Messy trees.
Any body trying to boss him around.
Doing dishes, or washing windows. (But he did those things for me when I was in school.)
Most rodents.
Traffic tickets.
Ordering at a drive-thru speaker.
People who cause trouble.
Losing his mother at age 45.
Losing anybody he loved.
Being sick.
Leaving us.