Husband...you are my favorite! Happy Birthday!

Have I mentioned how I have the best Husband ever? Probably, but not enough. Well today is his birthday and last year he kind of got jipped because we got married the week after his birthday and things were way too crazy to give him a proper celebration! This year I told him it would be better and I am trying but he had to work today and doesn't get home until after 8:00! So we did something with friends last week to celebrate. But tonight it might just be me singing him happy birthday, and I don't sing so should be interesting.

Anyways just thought I would mention how grateful I am to have such an amazing husband, seriously he is awesome. He works so hard to be able to support us. He is funny and kind. He does not have an unkind bone in his body...seriously. He is so patient with my craziness. He supports every decision I make even when I made a completely different decision the week before. I am so lucky he is my husband and will be the father of our future children (no that is not an announcement but when it happens he will be the best!)

You are my favorite Cowboy.

My favorite...what ever you are doing in this picture.

My favorite Gangster

My favorite Hula Hooper

My favorite Forrest Gump!

Stanley's favorite face to lick!

Josh, I love you. Sooooo much! You are my favorite husband ever!

Happy Birthday!!!!!

The Husband and His Birthday List!

It is almost the Husband’s Birthday, and we will once again be the same age (Until September and then I will become old again. Boo for marrying someone younger than you.) Anyways I digress. This year I made him make me a list. I love and hate making birthday lists. I love them because then you pretty much always get something you really want, and it makes it a lot easier on the people buying you gifts. And I hate it because then there are no surprises. Maybe I just wont get him anything on his list! Take that for Surprises! 

Ok so hereis the list…with my commentary

1.)    F150-He has asked me for one of these for every birthday or holiday since I have known him. Some times I pretend like I actually got him one. We will drive past a Ford lot and I will tell him to pull in because we need to pick up his present. I have even contemplated finding someone with a F150 borrowing their spare key and wrapping it up (Brian and Andrea if you are reading this I need your help).

Maybe Someday I will be able to buy you your dream car for your birthday or Christmas! That would actually be really awesome!

2.)    New Running Shoes  Umm…this seems like more of a method of torture than a birthday present. But what ever floats your boat.

3.)    Car I pod adapter. Pretty sure he drives “my” car more than I do and it has a build in hook up…but I guess for the other times he does drive his car this is a good idea.

4.)    Major League Baseball for the X box. Now this is something I can be on board for. We rented one from Redbox a little while ago and he played it a ton…and then he took it back and it cost like over 15 dollars for the time that he had it. And he wanted to rent it again the other night…and I said NO (cause I’m a mean wife) but seriously I’d rather just buy the game than rent it again for a ridiculous fee that’s almost as much as buying it!

5.)    A Grey Angels Hoodie.

6.)    Clothes (Now this is a gift that makes sense to me!)

7.)    And a Glock 26 Seriously you just bought a gun. Now you have 3. I think we should make a rule that you can only have as many guns as you can shoot at the same time. But in all seriousness…I would love to buy the Husband and new gun every time he wanted one (so like every 2 weeks) but we can’t afford $600+ guns every month, or every other month! Maybe someday… but for now you’ll have to play with the guns you have.

What to do???

So when the Husband and I need to decide between two different options we turn to a very reliable method. We write both options on two separate pieces of paper, crumple them up, throw them into the air and see which one Stanley picks up and brings back first. Recently we have been debating whether or not we should move closer to Josh's work. Right now he drives over 110 miles round trip, yeah that's right. You would think it would be a no brainer for us to move closer...but here's the thing. Yesterday was his Monday and today was his Friday. Yeah thats right he works two days and now he has five days off....FIVE. And that is why I hate him right now. I work Monday through Friday 8:00 to 5:00 and I am almost out of days off because I just can't stand the thought of him having days off with out me!

Ok, ok so  back to the point. It's a long drive, but he doesn't have to make it that often. Another thing we own the condo we live in so it isn't as easy as waiting until our lease is up and moving into another apartment closer. We have to find some one to rent the condo, some one who will pay rent on time and not destroy our first little home. We have had a few people come and look at the condo and in the process have been super distraught about moving or not moving. We love it in Corona! We love the area, we love the friends we have made out here. We don't want to move closer and pay more money for a smaller more ghetto apartment. But we also like the idea of a little bit of a change. And so we have no idea what to do. We tried to decide the best way we know how...but decided we should probably put a little more thought and prayer into deciding than just doing what Stanley picked (even though he picked the same thing two times out of three).

Get Your Butt Outta My Car!!!

 

Have you ever had something of yours broken in to? Like a house, or a car…or something else people can break into. Well over the weekend some one got into our car. They didn't really steal much, just a GPS (we think). They even left an I pod just sitting there because it doesn't even turn on. But they rummaged through the glove box, took all of our papers out, left a cigarette butt wedge in the passenger seat. And you know what…I feel violated. I don't like that some one has invaded MY space, MY things left there nasty cigarette in MY car. Go get your own car and rummage through that.

After the fact the Husband said we should probably call the Cops.

My response, "You are the Cops!!"

P.S. Person who broke into the car…the Ipod does work, it just needs to be charged. Jokes on you.