In other news, Saturday was The Man and I's Anniversary. Seven years of being together. Fuck. That is a really long time. I guess since we have put so much time into this relationship, that we'll stick it out. No real plans of tying the knot anytime soon though. For one, I kinda like living in sin, and for another, we are so great unmarried, why ruin it with a piece of paper?
Little Man got his daddy a fishing pole for Father's Day, [or Daddy's Day as we call it in our neck of the woods] so I told The Man I wanted a new one for our ann'y. He picked me out a white and pink one that couldn't have fit me better if it was custom made for me. I love it. I haven't taken any pictures of it yet, because we spent all weekend with that pole in the pond.
We fished from 5pm until 10pm on Saturday and from 11am to 6pm on Sunday. We ate 'fish fingers' last night made of Blue Gill and Brim. I made some incredable homemade potato chips, crispy, to go along with them. Dinner was fantastic! We will defantly be having those chips again very soon.
Thursday, I read about a couple who had just lost their triplet sons. Jeremy and Carey Bear lost their sons Rudyard, Desmond and Oscar on June 6th. Their story broke my heart into so many pieces, but has also made me think about what I have and what I take for granted. I just assume that I am going to walk into my house this afternoon. I just assume that I will get to kiss The Man and the boys good night tonight. I have been spending too much time stressing over things that I can't change. I worry about things that really don't need my worry. Jeremy and Carey has their lives changed forever by losing their boys, and they are still going strong. I learned a lot from their story. Please keep them in your prayers.
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Will definitely be praying for them. Thanks for sharing with us.
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