What does "sexy" look like at 39?

Here's the scene. I am up really late the night before watching an old Burt Reynolds movie that will haunt me for the rest of my life. It's a Friday night and I am taking the next day off. Saturday morning rolls around and I sleep in (a rare but precious blessing from God that I have learned to in no way take for granted). I roll out of bed, and walk through a very quiet house (kids are still sleeping) and come into the kitchen. I look at the clock - it's about 8:30 a.m. The sun is streaming into the room on this absolutely beautiful spring morning.

I walk over to the window and notice some activity in the driveway. I look and see my wife, standing by my truck, with a rag in her hand, making this odd, circular motion. I'm dumbfounded...what is this strange sight? What could it mean?

As the realization dawns on me about what is taking place I start asking another set of more disturbing questions; what has she done? How much do we owe? How much did we "save" this time? Or worse yet; what's his name? Is he taller than 5'6"? Are these really my kids?!

What is a guy supposed to do who's been married to the same woman for 17 years and wakes up one morning to find her washing AND WAXING his pickup truck? It was terrifying...

But in the end I found out that she woke up early on a Saturday morning to wash and wax my truck just to say "I love you". Now I ask you men, have you ever looked out your kitchen window and seen anything more sexy than that? Didn't think so.