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hashtag Oilfield life

Unless you follow me on Instagram will you ever see me use a hashtag. That is also the only place I talk about my husbands job. The only place i see other women in the same boat as me. I understand his line of work and why he chooses to do it. Its something he has been doing since he was 18. I met him in 2006 and he was doing this line of work. So when the oilfield crashed in late 2007 and he was out of work, I understood then how this line of work affected the men and women of this industry. He waited until our son was old enough to understand that dads job required him to be out of town. A LOT. Away from Saturday mornings, from birthdays and holidays, away from seeing some first happen. We all had to adapt to a lifestyle that had him gone more than it has him home. It gave me a greater appreciation for all the military spouses that patiently wait for that 2 minute phone call. It made me appreciate more all the single moms I know. Because I have to be a single mom 14-21 days out

Another Valentines Day over with....and my rant...

I've never really been a HUGE Valentine celebrator. Even more so now that the hubby works out of town and is gone for this "holiday". That in my opinion is highly over-rated. But whatevs. I got the kids a card and we went out to lunch. I got leftover candy and hugs. Best day ever :) Why do we need a certain day set aside to buy flowers, candy and a card? You know what I love about my love with my husband? We do those kinds of things (minus the flowers...cause I'm horrible at keeping them alive and to me its a HUGE waste of money for something that will just die) through out the year. We have our date nights, movie nights in, lunch dates, he cleans the house, he cooks dinner, takes the kids to school and piano just to give me a break when he's home. Yup, best husband ever. Hes been there through some of my pretty rough moments over the years as I dealt with some health issues and hair loss, and he never once skipped a beat in loving me and taking great care of me