Husband Of The Year

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Mrs. Toucan, Boston Age and Occupation: 25, Full-time Research Assistant, Part-time Graduate Student Fiance's Age and Occupation: 25, Actuary Engagement Date: February 18, 2007 Wedding Date: June 7, 2008 Blogging Since: November 07, 2007 Venue: St. Catherine of Genoa, Jin Asian Cuisine Restaurant About Me: I’m a Gemini to the extreme. On one side, I’m a girly girl. I read countless bridal and fashion magazines, and have an obsession with keeping up with the latest Hollywood gossip. On the other side, I’m a sports fanatic. Despite being a full-time bride-to be, full-time research assistant, and part-time student, I’m also a full-time Red Sox fan from spring training to October, and a full-time Patriots fan from mini-camp to February. I devote almost as much time researching my for fantasy football team as researching for our wedding!

Husband Of The Year

February 13th, 2008 @ 3:09 pm by Mrs. Toucan
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For this Valentine’s Day, I found Mr. Toucan the BEST present EVER*. I’ve decided to enter him into the Husband of the Year Contest**. Unfortunately, I am sad to report that our entry was disqualified since we aren’t married yet (boo! silly technicality!). Anyway, after seeing the results, I’m not sure he would have stood a chance anyway!

Third place:

Husband Of The Year : wedding funny 3rdplace+ Hoty

The Second Place finisher:

Husband Of The Year : wedding funny 2ndplace Hoty

And, finally, hailing from Ireland, HUSBAND OF THE YEAR:

Husband Of The Year : wedding funny 1stplace Hoty
Honorable Mentions:

Husband Of The Year : wedding funny Hm1 Hoty

Anyway, I thought you might all want to see the Toucans’ rejected entry***:

Husband Of The Year : wedding funny Toucanentry Hoty

Oh well… there’s always next year!

*We, The Toucans, don’t really celebrate Valentine’s Day.
**Actual entry in the contest is completely fabricated by yours truly, Miss Toucan.
***Mr. Toucan, the sweet man that he is, DOES NOT make me pull him in a canoe across a lake by a rope tied around my neck.
****Thanks to my friend, Ale, for forwarding this to me, and apologies for anyone who has already seen this.