I’m married to Iron Man. Well, an IRONMAN anyway.

Yesterday, my husband turned 40 years old and to celebrate, this past weekend, he finished his first half IRONMAN triathlon. Not his first triathlon mind you, just his first IRONMAN. Me, I plan on going on an all inclusive trip to Disney World to celebrate my 40th. You know, where there will be no hardContinue reading “I’m married to Iron Man. Well, an IRONMAN anyway.”

Quiet mornings are for the birds. And me.

It’s June. How did that happen? I’m sitting out on my front porch. The sky is a bit gray but the temperature is perfectly moderate and there’s a nice breeze from the south. The birds are singing in all their glory, a symphony of chirps and whistles. And my own little vultures are lazing aboutContinue reading “Quiet mornings are for the birds. And me.”

My husband is a rockstar. And I’ll forever be his groupie.

Lover Boy never ceases to impress me. And challenge me. His determination is motivating. I think I’d sit and watch HULU during almost all my down time if it weren’t for him asking if I wanted to go for a run or a bike ride, etc. While I will likely never run a marathon (heContinue reading “My husband is a rockstar. And I’ll forever be his groupie.”