Miranda Lambert's husband Brendan McLoughlin knows his way around a skillet and a washer-dryer combo! More on the couple here...
Thanks to Instagram, we can all appreciate Miranda Lambert‘s husband Brendan and his domestic skills! The hunky former NYPD officer is certainly not kicking back. From hauling hay bales to heating things up in the kitchen, the Staten Island native is making chores look good!
Makin’ Hay
Camping!
Singing While Cooking
Just going about his routine shirtless… (Miranda found the perfect way to promote her album, Wildcard.)
Miranda Lambert’s Husband Brendan Handles the Lawn
As per usual, the trolls were out in force in the comment section with this one. One ‘fan’ rudely commented that “it won’t last,” referring to the star’s marriage.
Lambert smartly responded to that jab with, “Sure won’t! I’m gonna eat every piece of it! Can’t waste chicken!” Well played.
Besides providing his bride with tasty homemade food and manicured landscaping, he’s also no stranger to laundry. Miranda seems to be really into this whole ‘house husband’ thing…
I’m like a locomotive
I don’t run out of steam
I’m headed toward the reservoir and I’m gonna need a drink
I ain’t no Napa Valley
New York City seems okay
I’m a little bit more Tennessee and there’s whiskey in my veins
I’m sweet tea sippin’ on a front porch, sittin’
While my hubby fries chicken and I’m pickin’ these strings
Been down on my luck, but I ain’t givin’ up
Well, I totaled his truck, but he loves me just the same
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings
I ain’t no grand piano
I play a little out of tune
I spent all of my glory days in a honky-tonk saloon
Now I’m sweet tea sippin’ on a front porch, sittin’
While my hubby fries chicken and I’m pickin’ these strings
I’ve been down on my luck, but I ain’t givin’ up
Got a heart like a truck, I’m a hummingbird, ready to sing
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings
I’m sweet tea sippin’ on a front porch, sittin’
While my hubby fries chicken and I’m pickin’ these strings
I’ve been down on my luck, got a heart like a truck
So I ain’t givin’ up, I’m a hummingbird, ready to sing
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings
Oh, he gives me wings, mm, he gives me wings