He is my bestfriend and the love of my life.
Over the years, we have had our share of struggles and issues. Being so young when we met, we have matured in thirteen years. I am thankful we have grown together and not apart.
I am thankful that we laugh at each other all the time. He loves my goofness and believe me, I'm full of it! It's great to know that after a long day, we can come home and laugh at each other.
I'm thankful he still thinks I'm pretty after all these years and tells me so everyday. Some days I think he is full of crap and is up to something but he truly means it.
Most of all, I am thankful the husband doesn't mind doing dishes and laundry! He got the short end of the stick with me regarding domestic chores. I apologize frequently for not being a good housewife. But he doesn't mind and I am so lucky! Just the other night, he said, "Honey, I'll do the dishes while you do your blog." I mean really, how many husbands say that?!
So here's to the husband and him putting up with me all these years. I love him so and am thankful for every minute we share together.
They knew something was up with all the commotion of the tractor and truck in the pen. They came up to see what was going on.
Then we had to move very heavy bull panels with the tractor to build a pen inside the pen. That way we could sort easier and use it when loading.
The husband worked hard setting t-posts and wiring the panels together.
ahhh....the princess on her royal perch. Hmmm....looks like the princess has had a few too many royal sweets!! I digress....anyhoo...
My bloggie buddy, CindyDianne, is trying to get a cookie swap going during the holiday season. It sounds like a lot of fun. I signed up for it but I think we are in need of some more cookie volunteers. So go here and check out the rules. With a little effort on your part, you will be greatly rewarded with a mailbox full of cookies. How sweet is that!
Not a Kia Spectra but a Kia Spectra5. Not the same color they said, not the same options. Totally different car than the one he thought he was buying. We both looked at each other and said this can't be the car. The sales guy comes out and says, "whatcha think?" The husband said, "This isn't what I was told over the phone." Of course, we got the "oh yeah? Humm, this is what we discussed. Maybe you just misunderstood me or something." The sales guy left and I stood there in awe. I finally blurted out, "Damn, this is ugly!" I couldn't believe my bullrider of a husband was now the proud owner of a hatchback!
Over a year later, he has driven the tires off the little sucker. It gets him where he needs to go and doesn't cost us an arm and a leg in fuel so it's served its purpose. But Monday, he and the Silver Bullet had close call. On my way home from class, I spoke with him on the phone. It went something like this....
H: "I wrecked my car tonight."
W: "WHAT!! What do you mean you wrecked your car tonight?"
H: "On the way home from work, I hit a raccoon. And it tore my car up."
W: "A raccoon? What did a raccoon do to your car?"H: "It busted the fog light casing. And tore the front end up. I had to stop and pull the fender out too."
W: "WHAT!"
H: "I pulled over but it was dark. So I went to the truck stop. Had to buy some zip ties to fix the bumper."
W: (laughing hysterically) "You zip tied your car together! That must have been like a super strength raccoon!"
H: "Well, when your car is only about 2 inches off the ground, it doesn't take a very big animal to tear it up."
When I got home that night, I shined my truck lights on his car. Sure enough, zip ties holding the bumper together. I laughed again.
The next day I asked the husband how the car was doing. He said he thought the zip ties were doing a great job and reinforced it quite well. Then yesterday he gets home and tells me he hit another raccoon. Another one??? Yep, but this time it only busted one of the zip ties. Those zip ties really did reinforce the front end of the car!
Maybe for Christmas, I can have a grill guard specially made for the Silver Bullet. However, by that time, the husband may have killed all the raccoons in the area. I'll just make sure we stay fully stocked on zip ties.
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I learned so much in the past six weeks. It was money well spent. I hope my photography will continue to improve. Here's keepin' my fingers crossed!
The kids and I made our way over. It was a cool old barn. We walked thru it and all around it. I took a few pics and then walked out behind it. There I found a small tank. 
He wallered and strained but there was no way he was budging. He was just wearing himself out making attempts to free himself.
It seems the husband and I are falling apart, his teeth, my wrist. I am still having problems with my wrist, been going on for over 2 months. I went back to my doctor the end of September for x-rays and he still couldn't figure it out. He told me to give it another month then he would send me to an orthopedist. So Tuesday I went to the specialist, Dr. Battles.
I need to crop it down some but I wasn't real motivated. So after looking at the pictures on the computer, I thought I better go for something I am much better at....animals. I waited for the husband to pass out from his pain medication and took the dogs to the tank in the pasture. I knew Duke liked to sit up on the tank's edge and thought that would be perfect. And luckily, he did just that........ 
The husband woke up to me editing pictures on my laptop. He asked what I was doing and said I had taken pictures of Duke. He said, "So you would rather take pictures of the dog than me. I see how I rate." Poor hubby, I'm just not a people picture taker unless it's a spontaneous kind of thing. No posing pics for me. I don't have the eye for it. But that's okay, I know my limitations.
***Update on the husband.....he has a dry socket. So now we are dealing with that. He really hates dentists now!***
So then he decided to walk into the back of the office to make sure they didn't forget about him. I followed him as he made his way thru. They were still working on some teenagers so the husband said he was going outside. The dentist came out and asked where he was, I told him he was outside making a run for it. He asked if he was coming back. I said, Dunno! So the dentist went outside and talked to him.
She came back in and said he was ready to go home. He had passed out. But we roused him and got him to the truck. But didn't he look happy in his drunk passed out state!
I stopped on the way home and got him some ice cream, which he drooled down the front of him. It's really hard to eat when you're entire bottom lip is numb! He's doing better now with un-numb lips. But now I have to listen about the huge craters in his mouth! Oh my, please pray for me!
