Today, November 11, is our 15 year wedding anniversary. (Yes, I was a child bride.) I figured the date would be hard to forget, because for one, it was 11/11/95 and two, it's Remembrance Day.(It is still possible to forget, though, and if you think you can hear "Oh *$#@!" as you read this, H1 is also reading this and realizing he has forgotten. ) Little bonus - always a stat holiday on our anniversary. Look how young we were:
Recently, H1 figured out how to access my blog. He thought it was all very funny , particularly Finger Knitting, and SOS Batman , however, he didn't care for the name H1. In fact, he has threatened to start looking for W2, a couple of times. I think he's kidding. Just to be safe, and in honour of our 15 years of wedded bliss, I will do something to make him happy. I will hold a "Name My Blog Husband Contest". (If you thought I was going to say something else, you need to get your mind out of the gutter. Or not. I am just recognizing you as dirty!) If you are the one person reading this blog that doesn't actually know him, here's what you need to know about him (and thanks for reading my blog, One Person that doesn't know us):
He is very charming, funny and interesting. He is from Nova Scotia. He does things like build Lego tables with/for the boys.
He is a plumber, and runs his own business. I tell him what to do all the time and he ignores most of it until he thinks I am not paying attention.
He is also a bit accident prone. He once got his head stuck in a house, his upper arm impaled to (impaled on or impaled to? Not sure.) his work van and falls down on a consistent basis, especially if there is a puddle of water in which to land.
Lately, he is obsessed with marbles.
He is a plumber, and runs his own business. I tell him what to do all the time and he ignores most of it until he thinks I am not paying attention.
He is also a bit accident prone. He once got his head stuck in a house, his upper arm impaled to (impaled on or impaled to? Not sure.) his work van and falls down on a consistent basis, especially if there is a puddle of water in which to land.
Lately, he is obsessed with marbles.
That's all you need to know to get started! Whomever comes up with the best name wins! No, you don't win anything good like an iPod, unless you want one that doesn't work (see Where's All My Stuff? ). I will pick my favorite name and use that from now on, or start calling him by his real name, whichever I like better. Fun!
