Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Happy 8th Anniversary

Just about 4:45 p.m. on Friday, March 27, 1998, I became the bride of the most incredible man. We were wed by the Justice of the Peace in the Tabasco tie in Killeen, Texas. It was wonderful. I look at these pictures and realize I'm a horrible cradle-robber. I prefer to call it marrying well. Not every woman can snag a stud-boy 21-year-old soldier to make her an honest woman. Ok, that is pushing it, but I did convince him to put a gold band on my finger, buy me a diamond and promise to keep me in Nikes, Levis and Tommy Hilfiger.

Gees, we look so young. He WAS young! Heck, he still is. What happened to me?

and, a way you can still find us often, much to our children's chagrin.

So, why do I love this man? Let me count the ways:
1. He is even more of a pefectionist than I am.
2. He loves our children, including my son that came as part of the package deal.
3. He works a job he hates so we can live the way we're accustomed.
4. He works on his days off reffing soccer games for extra money.
5. He lets me plan our date nights and pick the restaurant.
6. He puts the toilet seat down.
7. He always makes sure I "go." *wink*
8. He's smart.
9. He can think well on his feet.
10. He can do the splits when he plays first base.

Ok, that is just small sampling of the many reasons. I left out his cooking, his willingness to trudge into the stormy cold rain to dig out our drains ... I could go on and on.

So, how do I demonstrate my love for him:
1. I stand in line for 30 minutes at the grocery store with two hungry children to save $20.
2. I pack his lunch every night.
3. I make sure he has batteries for his flashlight. It might take me a while, but I'll get it done eventually.
4. I wash his clothes.
5. I watch Ultimate Fighting whatever with him and only roll my eyes occasionally.
6. I point out pretty girls for him to ogle.
7. I send him to El Paso with his friends for SuperBowl weekend.
8. I send him to Hooters on Sundays during football season to watch the Vikings while I stay home with the baby.
9. I wear stocking and high heels.
10. I try to take good care of his children.

Honey, I love you. I think I'm the luckiest woman on the planet. Ok, maybe the second, that lady who had a Bingo machine fall on her and gives her spontaneous orgasms might be a little luckier. But, I digress. Thank you for making me your wife.

We're celebrating by having t-ball practice. We're romantics at heart. ;)


  • At 5:09 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger Jenni said…

    Happy anniversary to you guys! It's nice to see another couple that actually digs each other... :) {hugz}

  • At 7:09 AM, March 27, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    No honey, thank you for saying "I do".

  • At 8:26 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger MrsDoF said…

    Happy Anniversary!

    We had our 25th last October, and ol' sentimental me kept all the cards.
    One says
    "The heart that loves is always young"

    and another
    "May your love bring happiness to all your days"

    Congratulations and many more to come!
    ~~love and Huggs, Diane

  • At 9:10 AM, March 27, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Happy Anniversary, you guys!

  • At 9:14 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger Gadfly said…

    That's really sweet!

    Happy anniversary

  • At 9:40 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Wow, MrsDoF, you get cards? My ex was good about the card-giving thing, but not AoD's area, I have to admit. But, he is good about keeping me happy, so if that is all I can complain about, then I'm doing ok.

    Thanks to all for the good wishes. And, yes, Jenni, we do still dig each other. Maybe even more now than back then!

  • At 10:25 AM, March 27, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Would this be the right time to point out that I have had zero time to get a card for you? You know with my working two jobs and coaching three teams and all...

    I still love you though!

  • At 10:34 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Why would you get me a card now? I think in our nine years of being together, you've gotten me a card ONCE and you were in Minnesota or Kansas or something and mailed it to me. I still have it in my box of treasures.

    I just said that it isn't your thing to get cards. I'll probably think you're leaving me if you ever do.

    And, you're such a slacker: two jobs and three teams to coach. Come on ... add something else to the mix!

  • At 11:13 AM, March 27, 2006, Blogger MrsDoF said…

    Actually, those were cards from other folks. I believe we got close to 30, especially after our announcement picture was in the newspaper. And then I put the photo in our Christmas newsletter, so some more came later.

    One of the most fun times I remember with DoF was when there was a card store at the mall. We were loitering there while waiting for something else to get done.
    He would pull out a card, chuckle or some other expression, then he would show it to me and I would nod with understanding. Then it was my turn.
    We "gave" each other about a dozen cards apiece, and never spent a penny in there.
    Some folks don't do cards (my sister the power plant supervisor), but I always like to send and receive.

    I'd say whatever you have going is working out just fine!

  • At 12:46 PM, March 27, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I have gotten you more than one least four or five! Maybe more.


  • At 7:08 AM, March 28, 2006, Blogger Mo K said…

    Congratulations to you both! Ain't it grand :-)

  • At 5:43 PM, March 29, 2006, Blogger North Dallas Thirty said…

    Happy anniversary, my friends! :)


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