Happy Times

Three years ago today, I married this guy...

Three years should be some sort of milestone.  Just kidding, a milestone should be every year.  Like congratulations, you didn't kill each other this year survived yet another year together...oh, joy.

Yesterday, I had this conversation with my dear, dear husband:

Husband:  Do you have to run tonight and Wednesday?

Me: Yes, just like every other week.

Husband: Well Fred (coworker) and I might go golfing tomorrow night.  Just 9 holes.  Shouldn't take too long.

Me: Really?  Tomorrow night?...What is tomorrow Darren?

Husband: (Looooonnnnggggggggg pause.)  Oh right never mind.  Sorry honey.

Surely, he'll remember today...right?

If he didn't make me laugh everyday and was such a good daddy to our little girl, well I guess I wouldn't have married him.  Marriage is tough work.  It hasn't been a smooth, ride but we've managed.  We have our ups and our downs but in the end we figure things out with a little compromise, a lot of love and deep, deep breaths.

The very best part of our life together is this crazy, little thang:

I know, I know.  If we've got one thing right, it's making pretty babies.  She sure does rock our world.

Oh and at the stroke of midnight tonight, it will have been 3 years since my husband passed out face down in our honey moon suite leaving me to my own devices of removing my dress and taking out my hair...I mean he was tired from all that dancing and singing....NOT from any booze.  He barely drank at all.  HA!

Here's to another 3 years Barnballs!!

All Stars Versus Old Balls

My husband is a baller.

Not joking, he loves to play with balls.

Well, I mean softballs but on special occasions, baseballs too.

He had something like 10 records in high school and I want to say about 3 or 4 of them remain in his name (he graduated in 2000).

In August, August 11th to be exact, Barney and a bunch of other alumni of CW got together to play a little game of baseball.

They called themselves the All Stars and the game was played against a team of 50+ who play together regularly in a league.

Barney was the starter at the pitching position.
It was like my high school dream come true.
Yeah, I'm MARRIED to the pitcher and yeah, he's got a real cute tush.
The only thing that would have made it better is if it was football and he was QB.
Actually, it doesn't matter...any man in a sports uniform is A-okay by me.

I don't know exactly how to describe the game.  

It was rather uneventful, except for the last couple of innings.  

No one scored but no one also broke a hip so I guess that's a win in everyone's book.

Aaannnddd...Barney only hit three people.

It was fun to see a bunch of men (in baseball pants, I might add!) get together to play America's favorite past time who haven't touched a baseball since they left the game.

It was a pretty good way to spend a summer night.

I know one little one year old had a blast.