Today on the 12th.

Today is June 12th.

Today we celebrate Twelve years of marriage. Seven different homes in five different states. Three beautiful children and one hyper dog. Note, nearly all those numbers are prime.  When I say 7 different homes, I don't count the storage room we lived in for a month, or the transitions that included couch surfing with various friends and family members. Or the "homes" we each set up while apart.  I would count up the deployments, schools and TDY's, but I would run out of fingers and toes to help me. I won't figure out how many we have actually shared together, because I think that number would make me sad.  I married a theatre undergraduate with big dreams.  Now I'm married to pilot for the USAF.  No matter our plans, God has bigger ones.

From the windy chill and blizzards of North Dakota to the smothering sauna and hurricanes of south Texas, we have lived along most of I-10 and Central Time zone. Rarely do we travel (other than to see family) together, but between the two of us we have seen many countries and most of the states and could be considered globe trotting.

Enough of the sappy sap. Someone has just rubbed Vicks on his head, someone else has stood upside down for so long her nose hurts, one can't find her shoes that were on her feet not more than 5 minutes ago, and I was just told something that is needed right now first needs to be washed -yesterday.  Or some variation of all that is going on, my time is up here.