Living the Unexpected Life

The person who has gotten me through the most.   Obviously this person is my handsome husband.  We have known each other since I was 14 which means that we have been hanging out for 25 years now!  Crazy, isn't it?   My husband does a lot of things for me that the world may not consider valuable or proof that he actually loves me.  He does not lavish me with chocolates,flowers, or useless gifts.  He does not tell me everything will be okay when he knows it won't.  He has never sugar coated a response and does not value money or things.  He does not put his job above all in order to take me on wild expensive vacations and he doesn't buy me everything I could ever want. My husband is the kind of person who tells you what he thinks, loves you honestly, and puts thought into every action he takes.  He values our family more than money and shows me that he loves me by spending time with me.  For example, on our last adventure we...

Day #8   (30 day blogging challenge) Describe your day in detail 6:05  Alarm goes off. 6:06   I beg hubby to take kids to their early school activities because I barely slept. 7:05  Having slept in, I jump in the shower remembering mid shampoo that I already took a shower last night to make my morning easier. 7:40  I am out the door running a little late for a skit rehearsal.  But I did grab an apple for breakfast later! 7:50  I rehearse a skit with teachers for the fun assembly in the afternoon. 8:30  My 5th graders walk in.  We share a few jokes and then I grill them about their note values and recorder technique.  Always a good time! 9:20  3rd graders rehearse for their concert.  Very fun until a girl made fun of a boy for having long hair and asked him when he planned on cutting it!  Unbelievable.  He cried and the entire class really disliked their friend in tears.  I had to di...

I fully admit I have started and stopped this blog many times.  I also fully admit I am not the most affluent writer.  I'm not that funny and maybe less wise than I actually think.  I'm not a great cook or even super crafty.  I also have very little to add to the fashion industry considering black is a color to me. Even still, I felt the old bloggers remorse this week while reading many fabulous blogs written by women. I was inspired by their honesty and I thought to myself, "Ok, I'm honest! I have no problem telling others what I think, believe, or feel."  When it boils down to it I now consider this blog a type of journal.  Something I will print and share with my kids and grandchildren.  It excites me to think that my words may touch another generation in my family.  And, although I am not what some may consider blogger worthy, I know that there is only one of me in this world.  That should be enough to draw others in and maybe, jus...