We love the Ranch. And I like to fancy that I took some beautiful pictures with my little point and shoot camera.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Ranch
We love the Ranch. And I like to fancy that I took some beautiful pictures with my little point and shoot camera.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
A Well Kept Woman
I'm about to brag on my husband, so Ladies, don't compare him to yours because you'll be sadly disappointed.
Wes is amazing at gifts (I suck, but he loves me anyway). He's always looking for the best of something I want/need. I got home from work on Friday and he said he'd found me this amazing bike at a yard sale if I wanted to go look at it. I've wanted a road bike for awhile since I've started triathlon training, and have complained ceaselessly about riding his old missionary mountain bike. The awesomeness of which Wes still defends. Road bikes are REALLY expensive so I haven't pursued getting one. Wes is always keeping an eye out for things like this and I only have looked on KSL once, saw the price tags, and let it go. End of the story; I have an amazing bike that is way beyond my skill level. I'm hoping to get some practice in at the ranch. After putting the cleats on my new clipless shoes last night, he held the bike for me while I practiced clipping in and out. (I'm going to crash for awhile.) He's an awesome husband who always wants the best for me. (unless I've proven myself irresponsible in an area, like losing my phone weekly.)
Add this to the list of my super sewing machine, terrific treadmill, and brilliant blender. It kind of makes him look like he secretly wants to have a fit wife with great domestic abilities. I don't care it's not even my birthday or Christmas. He's the best. Let's not forget I got the truck I wanted even if it wasn't necessarily the best deal, and he pays for an old horse that hangs out in the pasture getting fat. I want for nothing.
Wes is amazing at gifts (I suck, but he loves me anyway). He's always looking for the best of something I want/need. I got home from work on Friday and he said he'd found me this amazing bike at a yard sale if I wanted to go look at it. I've wanted a road bike for awhile since I've started triathlon training, and have complained ceaselessly about riding his old missionary mountain bike. The awesomeness of which Wes still defends. Road bikes are REALLY expensive so I haven't pursued getting one. Wes is always keeping an eye out for things like this and I only have looked on KSL once, saw the price tags, and let it go. End of the story; I have an amazing bike that is way beyond my skill level. I'm hoping to get some practice in at the ranch. After putting the cleats on my new clipless shoes last night, he held the bike for me while I practiced clipping in and out. (I'm going to crash for awhile.) He's an awesome husband who always wants the best for me. (unless I've proven myself irresponsible in an area, like losing my phone weekly.)
Add this to the list of my super sewing machine, terrific treadmill, and brilliant blender. It kind of makes him look like he secretly wants to have a fit wife with great domestic abilities. I don't care it's not even my birthday or Christmas. He's the best. Let's not forget I got the truck I wanted even if it wasn't necessarily the best deal, and he pays for an old horse that hangs out in the pasture getting fat. I want for nothing.
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