Joshie

So really, I just wanted to post about what an amazing guy Josh is. This is going to be full of cheese, so if you don't like the flava' either deal or get out. So I have that husband. I have the husband many girls talk about they wish their husband would ... they wish he would change that light-bulb already, or take out the trash, or watch the kids for an evening. Well my husband does it all ... and does the dishes. Joshie can't stand to have something 'undone' around the house. As far as messed up door handles or ... well literally the trash. He just gets it done.

He's also an AMAZING father. He loves Jace so much and you can totally tell. He likes to be the one to go get him out of the crib, even though I am going to have to be the one to feed him, just because Josh likes to be the one that sees him smile. Josh will always do tummy time with him and loves to make him laugh. He always make sure that I get out of the house and has no problems watching Jace while I go out with friends or whatnot.

Joshua is a fix-it-man. He built our deck off the back of our house - oh and put a door where a window was. The toilet seat cover was coming off a bit, so he went and bought a new one and was able to drill, screw, etc. and make it work even though it wasn't exactly the right size. Our lock gets stuck sometimes, to the point where we were getting locked IN our house - so he went and got a new one, and put it on the door. He jimmy-rigs frames to make them go horizontal instead of vertical.

I freaking have an amazing husband - and I am so lucky to have him. I love him! and he's all mine for all of eternity. teeeehehehehehehe (evil witch laugh :o)

Nice People

I am pretty nice person, I really like to help people, mostly because it makes me feel good - so there goes that saying that there really is no selfless act ... but that's not what this is about. this is more of a reminiscent blog - about how for some reason growing up I always left my nicest friends in the dust. Honestly, I believe I think it was a self worth, self esteem issue. I somehow thought being rude or a little stand-offish was cool, and man I wanted to be cool. My friend Jessica Cantor was one of the sweetest, nicest, coolest people I knew - and for whatever reason we kind of grew apart. I don't really know why, I am sure it was my fault, and I kick myself for moving away from some of those people in my life. I think I couldn't stand on my own two feet and leaned on my stronger friends and therefore felt that some how being nice was weak? I know, dumb. I know myself better now, trust myself more, stand on my own two feet better. And know that nice, is well, just that, nice. I surround myself with really good friends who not only would I do anything for them - but they would do anything for me in return. I just wonder how many Jessica Cantor's of the world I let slip away because I wasn't strong enough to realize rude was rude and nice was not my weakness - but my strength.