That title pretty much sums up my last few weeks. Here is a random smattering of pictures to illustrate that point.
My handsome man, who grew his hair long for me (because I like him looking like Wolverine) and runs with me, even when I don't feel like it.
My handsome man, taking this homeownership in stride and fixing the plugged up sink.
My handsome man teaching a baby how pinching tools work.
That same baby attempting to use those tools on a motorcycle.
A motorcycle sunset, with my handsome man.
A motorcycle, just my size, with a pink helmet on a perfect day.
My handsome man, who survived being hit by a car on his bicycle, making full use of brother labor.
The brothers were paid with many games of croquet. The winner's list is just getting started.
My yeast. It was making my tummy super sick and sapping my energy so I went on a cleanse to cure it. After many days of eating broccoli and cauliflower, my handsome man made this dinner for me. He is handsome as well as a good cook...
My handsome man came with many books when I married him. I guess I did as well. The final unpacking was setting up our office/library. I am in love...
I am also in love with my newest niece. 7 pounds of sweetness and cuteness and darlingness and heart meltingness.
We both have great big brothers, share a middle name, love pink and were given birth to by gorgeous women. We are going to be fast friends.
The yeast. Is dead. And now I can focus on feeding my tummy good things and slowly getting back to a normal diet. Let's just say this is one person who is VERY happy to be eating normal food again.
There has to be one picture not related to my handsome man, babies or yeast. This one. This is my name on the board today while I was subbing for art. First time bringing my own lesson and after teaching it six times in a row, I feel pretty comfortable saying all the kinks are worked out. So there you have it. My handsome man, babies and the yeast, plus or minus a few random shots, because those three together in a sentence just are not random enough....
