He’s my strapping, handyman, marathon-running, American Pickers-watching, Pretzel M&M-loving hubby. The guy who surprises his 13-month pregnant wife with a designer diaper bag one day and then is elbow deep in dirty water replacing the inner workings of our continuously running toilet the next. He is the master of our puppy dog’s domain. And he […]
Hubz
So. Hubz ran a marathon last weekend. Have I mentioned that? We were up oh-dark-so-painfully-early o’clock in the morning. Preparations had to be done, after all. We got to the race site around 6:30am. It was still dark. And early. And painful. Hubz stretched. I shivered. Here’s the start of the race! Oh yeah, that’s […]