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Happy Anniversary to my husband!!

Eleven years.

And many more.

I love you!

FORE!

I love my husband.

I love him very, very much.

My husband loves golf.

I don't really mind him golfing year round, that's not what bothers me.

This does.

Am I the only one who thinks this is a little excessive? That would be 7 (seven/siete/sept) woods--though they don't really make 'wood' woods anymore, those are metal/titanium/graphite, you know what I'm talking about. (There's one you can't really see behind that Jayhawk head cover thing).

Oh, look...there's another one in our coat closet!

**Ahem** the garage.

Have a mentioned that I love my husband! I really do!

But from now on, I will not put up with comments about how many shoes I have.

That would be pot calling the kettle black.

(Oh, I think I'm going to get him a new driver for Father's Day. NOT)!!!

Getting to Know You

Last Wednesday Katie's Kindergarten class invited their dads for "Donuts with Dad." The daddies joined their little ones for a "D" shaped donut and some special one-on-one time with their kiddo. One of the things the dads brought home was a "Daddy Facts" sheet that the kids did. Their teachers asked them the question and wrote down the answer. I thought you might like to get to know WM a little better...via our 6 year old daughter.

She was doing pretty well...got his name correct (thankfully, that would bad if she didn't know her dad's name!), she got his age right (I'm sure he appreciates me telling his age-but if you've ever met WM, you know he doesn't look 46).

His favorite food and drink...beer and raisins. That's great...but we're not sure where she came up with this. Especially the raisins??

Cooking...macaroni? Yeah, he can do that, but really WM's a pretty good cook.

The one that cracked us up the most was his favorite thing to do is "do funny stuff to my mom." Hopefully she's not talking about 'funny' stuff.

And what he says to her most? "No?" I guess that's better than what the kid next to her said his dad says most to him, which was "I don't care."

(She did better with his questions than she did when she was in pre-school and was asked questions about me--she said I was 17 years old and weighed 61 pounds and did commercials).

Katie and WM on their way to the 50's Dance at Katie's school.

WM and Katie have a very special relationship. The daddy/daughter relationship that you read about. From the minute she was born she was wrapped around his finger. It's really quite special. They even have their own special song (The Promise by When in Rome).

Happy Monday--it's SPRING BREAK!!! Yeah!!!

Everyday is Valentine's Day at Our House

How was your Valentine's Day? Good, bad, so-so? Ours was like any other Sunday except the silly little cards we handed each other at the breakfast table. I know this post is going to make some people gag. It's going to make some people say "yeah, right," and it's going to make others straight up angry. But, again, this is my blog and I get to say what I want. Right? Right! (except I'm a middle child and middle children are genetically made up to be peace makers and social. Therefore, I will sit around feeling bad about those who I make angry).

On with why it's Valentine's Day EVERY day at our house, here's why...I have a wonderful husband who honestly puts me and our children first in his life. He doesn't take one day out of the year to tell me and show me how much he loves me. He does it every single day. Every day. Each morning when he leaves for work he hugs each of us and tells each of us he loves us. He tells me every day that I am the best thing to happen to him and that he thinks of me all day. He emails me or texts me during the day things that only he and I would find funny or sweet. If I wanted him to make a big deal out of Valentine's, he would. If I wanted flowers or chocolates or stuffed bears, he'd buy them. If I wanted to go out to dinner, he'd take me. But I don't. Just like he knew I didn't want a big production when he asked me to marry him. And just like he knew I didn't want a big wedding. It's not my style to be the center of attention (it's the middle child thing again).

Sure, I like Valentine's Day, but what I like about Valentine's is all the cutesy stuff...because pink is my favorite color and I like making cute things...look here at these cute M&M treat baggies I made for Katie to hand out to her classmates (this is my new little hobby, I don't sell them, I create these because I find it fun--you should see the Easter ones I'm designing...oh so cute!).

(I was having some minor font issues--that's why these kind of have lame, cheesy fonts).

Now, I'm not saying that we have a perfect marriage. Does anyone? But what I'm saying is that no matter what, he loves me, respects me and treats me like a Valentine 365 days a year.

If you don't read Yogi's blog (you should) then you didn't read his thoughts on why couples remain married for 50+ years. Go read his blog, but here's an excerpt of his thoughts on a successful marriage (he and his wife delivered corsages to some of the couples at their church who have been married 50+ years):

"After five years of delivering corsages to these couples you know what I have seen and not seen? These couples have a deep love for one another and quiet respect. They don't talk over each other, they are good listeners. They have smiles on their faces, and lots of pictures of friends and family scattered around the living room. The television is hardly ever on (unless the OSU Cowboys or OU Sooners are playing basketball.) You know what I haven't seen? I have yet to see my first "Type A" personality."

Sounds like something all married couples should strive for. (WM and I certainly have the no Type A thing down...recently I took a quiz on Baloney's blog on your percentage of being Type A or B--I was 90% Type B. Yeah, no surprise to me either).

WM is the love of my life and I am his--everyday of the year. And he tells me--everyday of the year.

St. Patrick's Day is just around the corner...now that's a holiday worth celebrating!!!

Happy Birthday to...

Today is WM's birthday!!! So, everyone wish him a happy birthday then leave him alone. He really, really doesn't like having birthdays. But he's married to a gal (that would be me) who likes to not ignore birthdays.

I love you, WM...Happy Birthday...and many more (and please don't snore, or be a bore, or I'll kick you out the door, down to the shore...ok, enough).

Here's WM (and me--one of the other things he really doesn't like besides his birthday is getting his photo taken, so I don't have any decent of just him).

Love you!

Happy Birthday!