A wonderful weekend

Spending two and a half hours travelling on a boring stretch of highway leaves a lot to be desired.  I decided to take advantage of the time to type up a journal entry!  This way, when I get home this evening, I can do a quick copy/paste and be done.  More time to catch up on other journals.

First, I need to adress my anniversary.  As of Friday, I've been married 10 years.  That's 5 times as long as my first marriage lasted.  We have had some rough patches, but we've matured enough to work through them.  When we first got married, I hated that he didn't fight.  I like to yell and slam doors when I'm mad.  He would calmly say, "maybe you're right, let's talk about it when you're not upset."  ARRRGGGG!!!  Now that I'm old and tired, I don't want to fight, either.  We get along pretty darn well, I'd say.

He lives his life to take care of his family.  Our wants often come before his needs.  He will spend his last $20 getting McD's for dinner, then come home and take off his 2-year-old worn out boots.  He works hard, providing for us, and still helps out around the house.  He'll do the dishes, do the laundry, scrub the bathroom...whatever I need help with.  I seldom even have to ask.  Yup, he's a keeper.  Thanks for 10 great years, honey.

Today is father's day.  You can see above how I feel about Kevin, and a couple entries below will show you how I feel about my dad.  I have a couple of wonderful men in my life.  The best there is.  I am loved, and spoiled, and happy.  Thanks, you two.  You're the greatest!

Finally, we had a wonderful time visiting the girls this weekend.  We went to "mudstock" on Saturday.  The fire department gets together with other local businesses and dig pits and make hills and rig rope swings over the pits.  Then, out comes the pumper truck.  Water, when added to the mix, makes a huge amount of mud.  Kids climb the hills and slide down, swing from the ropes into the mud pit, and generally get filthy.  Monica backed out when we got there, but Natalie jumped right in.  It was great.

Yesterday afternoon, we went to our friends house.  Brian has been Kevin's best friend for years and years.  They are as close or closer than most brothers.  They usually refer to each other as "brother", too.  They have a pool like Jim's, and the girls swam with their kids for 5 1/2 hours!  They were beat when we left.  We had eaten BBQ with them, and I visited Heather's yearling colt with her.  He's a beautiful Palamino who needs to be worked with, but has a very sweet spirit.  Not a mean bone in his body.

Today, Kevin and his brother-in-law installed Linda's (Grammy's) new garbage disposal, faucet and sprayer, and two light fixtures.  I "fixed" her vacuum again.  The last time, it was a chopstick in the hose.  This time, it was a super ball.  Sheesh!  Anyway, we took care of a lot of her little projects that she can't do on her own, then we headed out.

The girls handled it pretty well.  They had told us several times that they wanted to come home with us, but we talked through it, and this time, we'll see them again in 5 days, so they don't have to wait so long.  Kevin and I both wrote letters to each girl, and they weren't to open them until we were out of sight.  That resulted in no tears when the time came.  Success!  Well, except for the ones welling up in MY eyes.  LOL

OK, this marathon entry must end now.  I probably lost most of you after two paragraphs, but I'll be more brief tomorrow, honest!