Finally!

Today is Patrick's last day of class..EVER.  Wow...that permanent word is oh so sweet.
He is completing his apprenticeship program, and we both have been waiting for this day for a VERY long time.

The last 5 years have been a long, LONG road.  Bumpy, yes.  Tough, yes.  Worth it, ya got damn right!  There were moments when he didn't think he could do it, didn't want to do it, and to be honest...I even questioned if we ever would see this day.  But we have! He made it.  And I am so proud of him, I really can't stop saying it.

This guy and I have been together for a very long time.  Many of you know this.  Most to all of you, do not know the struggles we have been through to get to this place.  Which is ok...every couple goes through there own shit.  We have worked hard to get here.  We have fought hard to be here.  I keep saying we, because that is what I think of us as...a we instead of a him and I.  I celebrate his graduation, as much as he does.

He has worked so hard.  Sacrificed countless nights with his son to finish.  He skipped one class, because I was in labor, but was there the very next night...sending me texts of how much he missed his family.  His dedication to get to this day has been inspiring.  He just put his head down, one day at a time, and did what he had to do.  To guarantee a better future for our family.  He is the man I always knew he could be.

I could go on and on, and bore you to death of my love for this man, but I will save that for another post :)
So tonight...mama is going to be waiting for dada to come home so we can celebrate with totty's! (Drinks pervs) Because my man did it!! And I am the proudest wife in the world!

 

Anudder one.

Again...far too long since my last post, but I was having trouble putting up anything valuable.  Not that I am trying to change lives here or anything, but if I would have posted every thought that came through this blonde dome of mine...you would have probably had me committed.

I have been following multiple blogs lately, trying to figure out what I want mine to be, or what category mine would fit in.  And my conclusion is...I still haven't decided on where I would like this to be.  I keep coming back to my intention of creating it...I say funny ass shit, and my family is funny and that funny ass shit needs to be shared.  My point is, I want it to be relatable.  And I think the thoughts that come into my head (not necessarily out of my mouth...thank god) aren't unique whatsoever so why not share them.  Hopefully people read, and enjoy. 

One of the first things I will need to do is post more consistently.  So I have been conjuring up a whole list of things to write about,  to keep myself entertained and hopefully you along the way.

To truly understand this blog, here is what you should probably know about me before you read this:
I'm blonde...and often have blonde moments.
I'm loud.
I love my family.  Parents, sister, grandparents...the whole fam damily.
I'm sarcastic.
I like my music loud. Really LOUD.  And I like music from Bing Crosby and Johnny Cash to AC/DC all the way to Lady GaGa and 2 Chainz.
I laugh, a lot.  Typically the goofier or lamer it is, the harder I laugh.
I have a dog, who I am obsessed with and treat like a human far too often.  Oh, and I have given him a dog voice.
I have a brown eyed toddler.  And he is THE best thing I have ever done.
I have a dark and handsome husband, We are high school sweethearts.  To say he is my best friend, is an understatement. 
I love food.  Carbs mostly.
I am competitive.  In most situations, unless it has to do with math...than I am all about handing that win to the nerds. 
I am a Dube.  That's Doo-bee.  Not Dub.  And damn proud of it.


Wow...who knew that I could be described so easily.  :)

Later Days,
DMD