My Muddy Boot Love
Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops up the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots. -Farmers Wife
This is my guy. My Muddy Boot Love. I ran across this photo this morning taken a few months ago and thought, "wow, he is one cute guy!" And I have to say I look pretty good myself. Now, the hubbs does not have muddy boots yet (check this post out for our dream life) but one day we hope too. And oh well if it never happens. Until then, I will sing while I pick up his shoes and make the bed and do the laundry.
FRIDAY, MAY 21, 2010
When Mom is away...
Super J comes out to play! 
Now, doesn't this look like a little girl who is having fun?and apparently she can out play the Dad.I love this guy. I love him I love him I love him. And this oneis for you. Because in all seriousness, you treat me very well and have yet to say things to me. Actually, I am pretty sure that you never will because you treat me like the queen I am.
Happy Mother's day already?
I was given this. A Nikon D40. That is why my husband rocks. I have been using my camera phone for a month now. I think the best part is that
1. I had no idea. 2. He got it for as cheap as a digital point-and-shoot camera.
Thank you hubbs. Thank you infinity. FRIDAY, APRIL 16, 2010
Ultimate daddy daughter day
We have decided that daughters and daddy's need each other. Here are two reasons. Thank you Becca for your post with these in them.
"Relish the moments when she toddles up and for no reason at all throws her arms around your neck. Resist the urge to buy her the world."
Daddy's need their little girls. And little girls need their Dad's. Growing up we would have date night with dad. It was one on one and I remember feeling SO important. It usually entailed running errands but I always got a happy meal or a dipped cone out of it. And I knew that my Dad loved me.
Just as couples need date nights, so do little girls. And just as mommy's need "alone" time (which still I can't manage even if I am in the shower or going on the toilet and if you are mom you totally get what I mean), we knew that an hour out with just the hubbs and the toddler together would be magical.
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As stated earlier, McKay and I are opposites in SO MANY THINGS. But not in the things that really matter. Like traveling for instance.
"Take her out of town to somewhere she's never been at least once a year. This will develop her sense of adventure."
We love to travel. Out of country, state or just to a new town. Or even to just a new exhibit. It doesn't seem to matter. I recently started to put my hard-earned education to work as an event planner. This weekend will be an open house and I know I will be invisible. McKay will be a single dad for a few days.
As mentioned we love to travel and are always looking to find a great deal on something. The hubs stumble across a steal of a deal to Lousiville, KY for this coming weekend only. So he got it and is headed off to Louisville. Why to KY you ask? The toddlers cousin is being blessed this weekend. It will be a TOTAL SURPRISE !
And it will be the ULTIMATE DADDY DAUGHTER DAY (or weekend).
And that is why my husband rocks. Because he will willingly and lovingly take a 20moth old on a plane and stay for 3 days.
FRIDAY, MARCH 12, 2010
No dream killers allowed!! Thank you.
A ranch in Montana
see the baby grand in the corner?
We are not Millionaires. You too? And I am perfectly ok with that. We live in an apt and I am totally fine with that. And we function on one car and one scooter. And that's good for us.
But sometimes... sometimes when the world gets too crazy and our neighbors have a party or the dog below can't stop barking... well, we talk. We dream. And we plan.
The sentence usually starts out like this "Can we get { fill in the blank } for our ranch in Montana?
The answer "yes, but only if we get two"
You see, this little ranch is our dream. Well, its mostly his dream but I like it so I adopted it as well. And in this dream there are certain rules. Just one.
NO DREAM KILLERS ALLOWED.
What is a dream killer? Usually reality does it but sometimes it is saying no. When we first got married we got a CD set called "From here to Eternity" by Dr. Lund. If you have not listened to this yet, DO! Even if you have been married 50 years, please do. It is really remarkable. He addresses what a dream killer is. And you do not want to be that. EVER.
Its nice having a ranch in Montana. So far, I have my chicken coop and he has is herd of cattle. Of course there are goats, sheep, and horses. And a pond with a boat and an island. And a river for fly fishing. A garden that blooms all year long (yes, even in the snow storms). There is a wrap around porch. There is a sun room, a reading room with books from the floor to the ceiling. Of course a movie room for the winter time and a basement full of our year supply for our family and neighbors. We have a wood shop and I have a craft room. There are ATV's and mine is pink. Of course there are snowmobiles and a guest house. They get their own snowmobiles too. 
Its nice having a dream. Will it ever happen? Probably not. Although if it does, you are invited. And we will probably turn it into a dude ranch for the summer time. That is another dream. Here's to you ranch!
PS- every ranch worthy of being called a ranch has a name. Any suggestions?
My Muddy Boot Love
Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops up the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots. -Farmers Wife
This is my guy. My Muddy Boot Love. I ran across this photo this morning taken a few months ago and thought, "wow, he is one cute guy!" And I have to say I look pretty good myself. Now, the hubbs does not have muddy boots yet (check this post out for our dream life) but one day we hope too. And oh well if it never happens. Until then, I will sing while I pick up his shoes and make the bed and do the laundry.
FRIDAY, MAY 21, 2010
When Mom is away...
Super J comes out to play! Now, doesn't this look like a little girl who is having fun?and apparently she can out play the Dad.I love this guy. I love him I love him I love him. And this oneis for you. Because in all seriousness, you treat me very well and have yet to say things to me. Actually, I am pretty sure that you never will because you treat me like the queen I am.
Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops up the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots. -Farmers Wife
This is my guy. My Muddy Boot Love. I ran across this photo this morning taken a few months ago and thought, "wow, he is one cute guy!" And I have to say I look pretty good myself.
Now, the hubbs does not have muddy boots yet (check this post out for our dream life) but one day we hope too. And oh well if it never happens. Until then, I will sing while I pick up his shoes and make the bed and do the laundry.
Now, the hubbs does not have muddy boots yet (check this post out for our dream life) but one day we hope too. And oh well if it never happens. Until then, I will sing while I pick up his shoes and make the bed and do the laundry.
Now, the hubbs does not have muddy boots yet (check this post out for our dream life) but one day we hope too. And oh well if it never happens. Until then, I will sing while I pick up his shoes and make the bed and do the laundry.
When Mom is away...
Super J comes out to play!
Now, doesn't this look like a little girl who is having fun?
and apparently she can out play the Dad.
I love this guy. I love him I love him I love him. And this oneis for you. Because in all seriousness, you treat me very well and have yet to say things to me. Actually, I am pretty sure that you never will because you treat me like the queen I am.
Happy Mother's day already?
I was given this. A Nikon D40. That is why my husband rocks. I have been using my camera phone for a month now. I think the best part is that
1. I had no idea.
2. He got it for as cheap as a digital point-and-shoot camera.
Thank you hubbs. Thank you infinity.
FRIDAY, APRIL 16, 2010
Ultimate daddy daughter day
We have decided that daughters and daddy's need each other. Here are two reasons. Thank you Becca for your post with these in them.
"Relish the moments when she toddles up and for no reason at all throws her arms around your neck. Resist the urge to buy her the world."
Daddy's need their little girls. And little girls need their Dad's. Growing up we would have date night with dad. It was one on one and I remember feeling SO important. It usually entailed running errands but I always got a happy meal or a dipped cone out of it. And I knew that my Dad loved me.
Just as couples need date nights, so do little girls. And just as mommy's need "alone" time (which still I can't manage even if I am in the shower or going on the toilet and if you are mom you totally get what I mean), we knew that an hour out with just the hubbs and the toddler together would be magical.
................................................................
As stated earlier, McKay and I are opposites in SO MANY THINGS. But not in the things that really matter. Like traveling for instance.
"Take her out of town to somewhere she's never been at least once a year. This will develop her sense of adventure."
We love to travel. Out of country, state or just to a new town. Or even to just a new exhibit. It doesn't seem to matter. I recently started to put my hard-earned education to work as an event planner. This weekend will be an open house and I know I will be invisible. McKay will be a single dad for a few days.
As mentioned we love to travel and are always looking to find a great deal on something. The hubs stumble across a steal of a deal to Lousiville, KY for this coming weekend only. So he got it and is headed off to Louisville. Why to KY you ask? The toddlers cousin is being blessed this weekend. It will be a TOTAL SURPRISE !
And it will be the ULTIMATE DADDY DAUGHTER DAY (or weekend).
And that is why my husband rocks. Because he will willingly and lovingly take a 20moth old on a plane and stay for 3 days.
"Relish the moments when she toddles up and for no reason at all throws her arms around your neck. Resist the urge to buy her the world."
Daddy's need their little girls. And little girls need their Dad's. Growing up we would have date night with dad. It was one on one and I remember feeling SO important. It usually entailed running errands but I always got a happy meal or a dipped cone out of it. And I knew that my Dad loved me.
Just as couples need date nights, so do little girls. And just as mommy's need "alone" time (which still I can't manage even if I am in the shower or going on the toilet and if you are mom you totally get what I mean), we knew that an hour out with just the hubbs and the toddler together would be magical.
................................................................
As stated earlier, McKay and I are opposites in SO MANY THINGS. But not in the things that really matter. Like traveling for instance.
"Take her out of town to somewhere she's never been at least once a year. This will develop her sense of adventure."
We love to travel. Out of country, state or just to a new town. Or even to just a new exhibit. It doesn't seem to matter. I recently started to put my hard-earned education to work as an event planner. This weekend will be an open house and I know I will be invisible. McKay will be a single dad for a few days.
As mentioned we love to travel and are always looking to find a great deal on something. The hubs stumble across a steal of a deal to Lousiville, KY for this coming weekend only. So he got it and is headed off to Louisville. Why to KY you ask? The toddlers cousin is being blessed this weekend. It will be a TOTAL SURPRISE !
And it will be the ULTIMATE DADDY DAUGHTER DAY (or weekend).
And that is why my husband rocks. Because he will willingly and lovingly take a 20moth old on a plane and stay for 3 days.
No dream killers allowed!! Thank you.
A ranch in Montana
see the baby grand in the corner?
We are not Millionaires. You too? And I am perfectly ok with that. We live in an apt and I am totally fine with that. And we function on one car and one scooter. And that's good for us.
But sometimes... sometimes when the world gets too crazy and our neighbors have a party or the dog below can't stop barking... well, we talk. We dream. And we plan.
The sentence usually starts out like this "Can we get { fill in the blank } for our ranch in Montana?
The answer "yes, but only if we get two"
You see, this little ranch is our dream. Well, its mostly his dream but I like it so I adopted it as well. And in this dream there are certain rules. Just one.
NO DREAM KILLERS ALLOWED.
What is a dream killer? Usually reality does it but sometimes it is saying no. When we first got married we got a CD set called "From here to Eternity" by Dr. Lund. If you have not listened to this yet, DO! Even if you have been married 50 years, please do. It is really remarkable. He addresses what a dream killer is. And you do not want to be that. EVER.
Its nice having a ranch in Montana. So far, I have my chicken coop and he has is herd of cattle. Of course there are goats, sheep, and horses. And a pond with a boat and an island. And a river for fly fishing. A garden that blooms all year long (yes, even in the snow storms). There is a wrap around porch. There is a sun room, a reading room with books from the floor to the ceiling. Of course a movie room for the winter time and a basement full of our year supply for our family and neighbors. We have a wood shop and I have a craft room. There are ATV's and mine is pink. Of course there are snowmobiles and a guest house. They get their own snowmobiles too.
Its nice having a dream. Will it ever happen? Probably not. Although if it does, you are invited. And we will probably turn it into a dude ranch for the summer time. That is another dream. Here's to you ranch!
PS- every ranch worthy of being called a ranch has a name. Any suggestions?
FRIDAY, MARCH 5, 2010
Well, one actually. Just one please. Just one good man to take out the trash, watch the toddler, (and I mean that in a "watch-the-toddler-responsible-way", not the "watch-the-toddler-dump-out-all-the-moving-boxes-and-toys-way). One who will load and unload the dishes, one who will fold the laundry and put them all away. Yes, all. His, mine and the toddlers. A man who will call to say "I'm passing by the store, want anything?" When I know for a FACT that he may very well HATE the store...and comes home not only with much needed diapers but also flowers. Just because. One who will make dinner, start to finish (including clean-up).
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Maybe if this keeps up, (getting what I want because I am a mom&wife&and entitled), I will be more willing to give him what he wants. Like playing tennis. Oh I do not like tennis. But we can't all have it all.
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These past weeks have been trying for me. Why? Probably because I am selfish and as stated... entitled. I am not sure what yet, but I am sure I am. And so, after a particularly exasperating day, I stuck the toddler in the tub. Its her favorite place besides the water dispenser from the fridge. I grabbed my book (Fable haven for the second time around) and settled in on my porcelain throne for 45minutes of reading. Ahhh... big sigh. 3 minutes later, she wants out. Really?! Sorry, you have to stay in. I'm busy. And being the independent girl that I have, she climbs out. Well, attempts to but it is pretty slippery and I picture how it must feel to be a penguin. Or maybe a seal. The water is hot, the girl is out streaking the in the living room and I say "I'm going to take a bath".
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Silence. I am totally caught up in my make believe world.
knock knock knock (and i think... please please no. Just let me sleep in here)
And it is a certain good man with grilled cheese on a plate. And now I have a big goofy grin across my face. A book, a tub, and grilled cheese. Heaven.
THE END.
Friday Feb 26, 2010
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Maybe if this keeps up, (getting what I want because I am a mom&wife&and entitled), I will be more willing to give him what he wants. Like playing tennis. Oh I do not like tennis. But we can't all have it all.
.............................................................
These past weeks have been trying for me. Why? Probably because I am selfish and as stated... entitled. I am not sure what yet, but I am sure I am. And so, after a particularly exasperating day, I stuck the toddler in the tub. Its her favorite place besides the water dispenser from the fridge. I grabbed my book (Fable haven for the second time around) and settled in on my porcelain throne for 45minutes of reading. Ahhh... big sigh. 3 minutes later, she wants out. Really?! Sorry, you have to stay in. I'm busy. And being the independent girl that I have, she climbs out. Well, attempts to but it is pretty slippery and I picture how it must feel to be a penguin. Or maybe a seal. The water is hot, the girl is out streaking the in the living room and I say "I'm going to take a bath".
....................................................
Silence. I am totally caught up in my make believe world.
knock knock knock (and i think... please please no. Just let me sleep in here)
And it is a certain good man with grilled cheese on a plate. And now I have a big goofy grin across my face. A book, a tub, and grilled cheese. Heaven.
THE END.
Friday Feb 26, 2010
Another thing he is very good about is service. If there is a need or a service opportunity, he is sure to be there. You may well ask "Are they fun? Is that why?" Uhm, no. Then they must be easy and not take a lot of time." Again, I say no. "He must not have a lot to do" As his wife writing this, let me politely say HECK NO! Many times we have had to not go somewhere because there was a need and that need of someone else is greater than our extra-curricular activity,
I know that this example of service and self-lessness is something that I admire about him the most and something that I aspire to incorporate more into my life.
Friday Feb 19, 2010
Today, my post regarding reasons why "My Husband Rocks" is short and simple. And every morning it makes me smile. He is very quiet about getting up and dressed for work. The lights stay off in the bedroom and he creeps into the bathroom, stepping on my shoes and Jaed's toys that we left out along the way. When he is done in the shower, he creeps into the closet, and dresses. The door is closed so no light will flash across my face and wake me up from my all too needed beauty sleep.
Some mornings I will hear him pad along the carpet and I just smile and think of how sweet and careful he is.
Friday Feb 5, 2010
Where: Norris of Houston Day Spa
When: Friday Feb 5 @ 4:00pm
My Husband rocks because... he went WITH me to a day spa and even got a pedicure AND a massage. I have been harboring this secret desire for YEARS and it has finally come true. The sweet man I married got off work early and we drove into Houston baby-less (thank you Tia), for a few hours of relaxing. And oh how relaxing it was. While he enjoyed the massage I knew he was hesitant about the pedicure. But, he did it and he did it because somewhere in my crazy romantic ideas, I find this cute, sweet, and spontaneous. (even if we did buy this session in August 2009). So, to my hubby I say a big thank you, I love you and I hope there are many more spa days to come.
waiting for the massage!
Made sure to stayed hydrated....
