Showing posts with label mike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mike. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The Fourth.

Freedom Run (15K) July 2012

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Day 4

Day Four: Your favorite photograph of your best friend(s)

I'm pretty limited on what photos I have at my fingertips right now. So this is not my favorite photo. But these are my favorite people.


Saturday, March 19, 2011

Mad.ness

Well, it's not looking like my year for bracket-ing. (What. That's a word.)


I'm losing to almost everyone in the family madness. 

Though, the tourney IS still young. 

Annnnd I'm beating Mike. 

So, I guess I'm good.  :-)

Photo from Google Images

Friday, October 1, 2010

Not a Fish Story

This was almost a year ago (hence, the snow), but Mike will sure be happy I put it on the blog.
That's all.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Neglect...and pics!

Well, here I am.  Trying to keep up on the blog.  The blog that I have neglected. 

Unfortunately, there is sooooo much to catch up on that I am overwhelmed by the thought of it.  And therefore, I'm procrastinating it to another day. 

Instead, here...take a look at me & my hub.  And if that doesn't cut it, hop on over to Images By Sandy.  She took these.  And many, many more.  Thanks Sandy!!!!!




Monday, January 18, 2010

Three - Oh


One of the many things I haven't been blogging about. 

Happy Birthday hon.  Late.  As usual. 

(Not late in wishing him a happy birthday, just in posting about it.  C'mon people.  I'm lame, but I'm not that lame.)

Of course, I didn't do anything quite as cool as this for his b-day. 

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Clearly a Fan

One day, Mike offered to clean the house while I went grocery shopping.  Nice huh?

Well, it was nice.  My husband is a nice person.  And he did clean.

But I also came home to this...



Hanging on our FRONT window.  For all the world to see.

Really Michael?  Really? (Picture me slowly shaking my head now)

Yeah, it lasted just long enough to take the picture..... much to Mike's dismay. 

And, not that it matters, but yes it is also backwards. (More head shaking)

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Halloween



Mike, Ben, Me, Pam.  (Hope you guys don't mind having your faces plastered on my blog.)

Have a happy one.

(We obviously are.)

Friday, June 5, 2009

This Just Makes Me Happy


I Love this girl.


She's my buddy.

She's sweet and funny and forgiving and super cute. She's sensitive and smart and has quite a personality.

And she's the only one in the world who can get Mike to do this in front of a camera.

Watch and enjoy. You won't be disappointed.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Plug for Sunscreen


It would be really cool if he had been in a fight or taken a puck to the eye or something, huh.

Or, like, if we were in a boxing class together and I had mastered my left hook?

Or, y'know, if he saved a little ol' lady from getting hit... by a baseball.... by throwing his FACE in front of it??? (Ok, maybe that one wouldn't be so much cool, as stupid.)

Well, it was none of these.

No. Just a little cancer-removal surgery, that's all.

Darn basal cell carcinoma.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Hearty.

Happy Day!



I found this husband tag from a friend's blog and thought I'd jump on the bandwagon.

What better day to post about your husband than Valentine's Day?
(Okay, yes... his birthday probably would have been a good one. It was BUSY, ok! So sue me.)



Where we met: The Inferno (the pet name for the house my roommates & I lived in). This is where he picked me up for the blind date we were set up on.

How long we dated before we got hitched: Welllll....about a year...minus 7 months.

My favorite features about him: Eyes. (Have you SEEN his eyelashes?! I mean, it's really not fair.) I also like his muscles.

My favorite qualities about him: He's sweet. He really is. He takes care of me, even when I don't outwardly appreciate it. He's also a good worker. Every time we visit my parents, he helps my Dad with the farm chores.

His nickname for me: Babe. Or Hun. Sometimes Oakley.

His favorite color: Red. Ute Red.

His favorite food: He doesn't have a favorite. But, he likes chicken cordon bleu pasta from Firehouse. And his Mom's Christmas dinners are at the top of the list, as well. Oh, and brunch from Little America.

His favorite sport: Hmm. To play - probably baseball. To watch on TV - probably basketball. To go to - probably Ute Football and Aggie Basketball.

Who said the "L" word first: He did.

When was our first kiss: I say third date. He says second. He's wrong.

Favorite "couple" thing to do: Um, I asked him this. He said something that most guys would probably think, but not say on a blog. So here is number 2. Going to Aggie basketball games together.

His hidden talents: He is a chef. He just made me this amazing fondue sauce for Valentine's Day. It was awesome.

Will he read this? He's been lurking around while I type this, and I won't let him read it. So, he will probably check it as soon as I leave the computer. So, yes.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Mike's Happy Place.


Go Utes.



Thursday, November 13, 2008

Kiddie Tag

Well. Looks like I'm going to participate in a Kiddie Tag.

No, I don't have any "kiddies".

But
Jennifer has kiddie tagged Mike, I think because she didn't want to discriminate against the non-parents and have us miss out on the tag-arific fun.

Thank you Jennifer.

Now. Here are 5 things about my kid-like husband.



1- He is a fisherman. He really really really likes to fish. This is an understatement.

2- He is an athlete. Plays all sports well. Plays baseball like a dream. And knows the game better than anyone I can think of.

3- He dislikes cucumbers. And going to the movie theater.

4- He is a worker. Our yard would not survive without him.

5- He is nice. Cleans the house, gets me food, keeps me warm, buys me stuff. He's also nice to other people.

And he eats carrots.

The End.

I tag whoever actually reads this that hasn't been tagged yet.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Mike on a bike

Mike.


Mike on a bike.

Mike on a bike with some guys that he like..........s.

Mike on a bike where he probably shouldn't even hike.

Mike on a bike where, uh, lightning could strike?

Bike on a Mike.

The End.

I know. I should really consider becoming a poet.

Mike has wanted me to post his trip to Moab for quite some time now. Uh, I'm pretty sure he went on the trip back in May. Yeah. Got right on that, didn't I? Anyway, he had a lot of fun & those are just some of many, many pics from the adventure (compliments of Nacho).

Friday, April 18, 2008

A Good One

Yesterday I came home and felt that something in my house was different. So I looked in my living room and thought, Oh, those 2 very large wrapped gifts that were sitting on the chair are gone. How sad. I wanted to open them. Then I turned back to the kitchen and found the 2 very large wrapped gifts sitting on top of THIS!...



I know! I Love It!

So I called Mike and told him so. He came home and I opened the mysterious 2 other gifts, but they will remain a mystery right now because I want to get to the other part.

As if that wasn't already enough, Mike said, "Are you ready for the last one?" What? There's more??? So he pointed to the corner and in it I found THIS...

No, not the laptop.


THIS...


And now you are thinking 'what's so great about that?' Well, I will tell you what's so great. THAT is what now gives me access to the Internet. AT HOME! Yes, that's right. I am at home right now, blogging my little heart out. My library days are over. Well, not over, because I do still read. But, you know, over.

I sure have a good one, don't I.

Oh, and the very large, mysteriously heavy, wrapped gifts?

Two bags of Compost Dirt for my bucket gardens.
If you're wondering what bucket gardens are, those are for another post. (Though they are pretty self-explanatory.)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Faces of Mike

Back in December, I was so excited when I opened one of my gifts from Mike to find a Nikon CoolPix Digital Camera! No longer would I have to lug around my 35mm camera-o-wonder (because I "wonder" how it has lasted this long). No longer would I have to click and then hope that the picture turned out half-decent (which it usually didn't). No longer would I have to tweak the little latch on the film (yes, I was still using film) door so that the door didn't open and expose all my picture hopefuls. And no longer would I have to take my rolls of film (I know - old school) to the store, and pay loads and loads of money to develop them into mostly crappy pictures anyway. I could once again enjoy the photo-taking. I could now start using the camera-happy gene (passed down by my mother) that had laid dormant for so long. As I said, it was an exciting day for me.

So, I started taking pictures. Lots of them.
Mike is sooooooooo glad he got me this camera.