all better

Ok, the post before this was wrought with emotion . . . whether or not I portrayed that.  I believe I was crying at the time.

I thought I’d let you all know I’m fine.  It all worked out . . . an extraordinarily short conversation took place and apologies were spoken earnestly and  the subject was dropped . . . both parties realizing I had blown it out of proportion in my mind . . . as I do frequently.

Anyhoo . . . all is good and peaceful in the land Mother Tucker this evening.

Actually I’m doing quite well.

Hubby was taking a test all day today to earn his state EMT basic certification. A very difficult and hands on type of test. He passed it folks.  As I knew he would . . . God is so faithful and Justin is a hard hard worker! PROUD wife and best friend tonight!

*warning, abrupt subject change*

I’m horrible about taking my camera places . . . hence the reason for so many home-bound pictures of the fam and stuff.  And if I manage to remember the camera I tend to forget that I have it (cuz I’m so used to forgetting it) and don’t capture any photos.

I actually remembered it on the evening of our anniversary.  I had plans of getting fab photos of us trekking downtown Portland, OR . . . eating at the cute and quaint place we dined . . . smooching under the stars . . . my cool shoes . . . anything but this

My dorky self . . .

Hubby trying to ignore my giddy, yet dorky self . . .

Ah, the togetherness . . . can you feel the dork juice oozing from the screen? Watch out! It is contagious!

Yeah . . . those are the pics I took . . . on our way to Portland.  Once the camera was put in its cute little pouch . . . it was forgotten. Very sad about this because the restaurant that we chose was so cute . . . and it was in the cutesy, artsy, part of downtown Portland . . . Oregon, that is.

Dork-ridden pictures of our 6th anniversary outing . . . kind of fitting actually.

God Bless!