This Button is from Sleeping Mommy (http://sleepingmommy.com/?p=412). She started a thing called "Why We Love Him" Wednesdays.....I decided it would be fun!
Most of you know my stud muffin hubby and most of you can see that we compliment each other a lot. I'm his yin.....he's my yang. I'm Tweedle....he's Dee. I'm he's love...he's my muffin! You get the point. Many a people have mentioned how much we love each other and how sweet it is! Awwww.....
I love this man for more reasons than can be explained. First, to inform you if you didn't know, Diva is not hubby's biological child. Nope, I had a whirlwind (and stink bomb) relationship with a "Cowboy" (if that's what you want to call him). The end results.....me pregnant and him running for the hills. This is the short version! My kidney doc wanted me to abort the pregnancy for health reasons, the father wanted me to abort for selfish reasons. I choice life and was adamant that I could handle this baby! And I could! My supporting family obviously helped me out a ton but still.....I was one determined single momma. Diva was about a month old when my friends dragged my post-baby blues out and about. My mom dressed me, me protesting the whole time. I didn't want to leave my baby. Finally, after hiding in a closet, crying like an infant, and pushy friends....we headed to the bar. I had no desire to find a man as I thought they were all ass-cheese. Well, long story short.....Craig swept me off my feet and took to Diva like she was his from the beginning. I didn't want him to play daddy, but he did anyway. 10yrs later....we are the perfect little family and the bond between daughter and dad is amazing. BTW....my dad, my best buddy, is also my step-dad (I hate that saying) and I'm one lucky daughter to have him!
I wish you could have been there shopping with us! It was classic. Me and hubs at the Goodwill while he's trying on shoes and dresses. He wanted a short denim skirt but I protested when you could see the "hardy boys" peeping out underneath. There were kids present at the party and I didn't feel like scarring other people's children for life.....not that night anyway! We were laughing so hard and we got some disgusted looks from some old people and some other men were googling hubby! Then we went to find the clip on earrings. Yeah, never go to the Goodwill for earrings. I found a pair, pulled them off the plastic holder and was playing with them. Then I looked closer to see that there was some bloody goo from the prior owners ears. I threw those suckers down like they were on fire and pulled out my Peril and vigorously rubbed until my skin was flaking off. Hubs....well....he turned about 8 different shades of white. Ick!
The funny part about this night was watching Diva stare down her dad in utter embarrassment. I convinced her to help dad with his make-up....but she was very disturbed about his appearance. Of course, being the tease hubby is......he told her he was going to her school dressed like this. Diva cried...taking him seriously. Here's a pic of Diva putting on make-up!
I better save some things for next Wednesday. I am a blogging fool and I know there are a lot of posts but...well...it's my blog so deal with it! :-)