Happy Birthday My Love

This post is dedicated to my Birthday Boy!

You are older and wiser than I, and I am thankful every day for you. You are a wonderful example of what a husband and a friend should be. With every year I hope to become more like you, as we grow old together. You make me a better person. Thank you for that. Since this is turning into a brag post, let me add on...
Last Friday Marc VOLUNTEERED to make dinner for me. We had just gotten back from vacation that week visiting our friends Dustin and Leslie in Oklahoma City. We attended their wedding in February, and just last week got the opportunity to visit the newlyweds and stay with them at their apartment. One neat thing about the visit was that Dustin made dinner for us one night, to our shock, he expressed his newly found interest in cooking. This sparked Marc's interest.By the end of the visit Dustin had sold Marc on the idea that as long as you have a recipe, anyone can cook!
Enter I-phone App. Marc somehow found an iphone application that not only allowed him to look up meal recipe's, but it gave him a shopping list as well! So without fear he went to the grocery store ON HIS OWN, and came home with all the correct ingredients, and fired up the grill.
The end product was a new york strip steak with onions in a red wine sauce, garlic bread, salad, corn and my favorite... watermelon.
The evening was a success, everything was cooked to perfection! Hopefully there will be more nights like this one! Thank you Marc and Thank you I-phone!

Bilamos

My hubby and I have been talking a lot lately about switching things up, and getting in shape, so we did what any young couple would do: get a gym membership! I know it is such a typical thing to try out, however if this is something that we can do together, that we both enjoy, AND it is good for us... then sure why not!

Tonight was the first night at the sweat joint... and I fell in love all over again. Let me explain:
I not being a big fan of the typical weight room scene, you know the chalk, the grunting the ego's etc. So, thought I would try out a kick boxing class. I mentioned it to Marc, and to my surprise he said that he would try it too, because we were doing this whole gym thing TOGETHER (key word here).
The class started off slow but in no time we progressed to throwing jabs and kneeing the air- getting our kick box on. Marc was tolerating it- it seemed manly enough. But then half way through the class, the teacher asked if we wanted to "bilamos." (dance in spanish) Due the fact that a majority of the class was females, ok everyone but Marc- they started to scream and clap with excitement. Marc and I looked at each other, as the kickboxing music came to a halt the teacher put in the Salsa tunes. Sure enough for the second half of the kick boxing class, we salsa danced! Marc stayed the entire class.
I said earlier that I fell in love all over again, and this is because I realized that I am blessed. Marc knew that doing that class meant enough to me that he stayed the entire time, he didn't slip out after the first 10 min. like I actually thought he would. I guess it means he is not ashamed-and more comfortable in his own skin than I am. I lean more about him every day.
Tomorrow I guess this means I should join him in the weight room. I think it is only fair!