This guy...

I snapped these pictures last weekend and they made my heart explode. I saw what I had captured and I instantly felt like the luckiest girl in the world, and I'm not sure why. Maybe because it was a beautiful Texas day? Maybe because something about the smell of my husband's air freshener in his car made me think about when we were in college? Maybe because I am on Cloud 9 when I'm around this guy?

My heart swells when I think about him, my husband. I know last week was Valentine's but I am constantly smitten by him. 

His smile and the creases around his eyes get me every time. I know this sounds total gag-fest, but seeing him with our dogs makes me excited to think about him with our kids. 

I am so lucky I get to do life with him. I know everyone says they have the best husband, and I totally believe them. But, I have the best husband for me.

We seriously have so much fun together and he is my best friend for life.

So, this post has nothing to with anything other than my husband. I am constantly in awe of your ability to make me laugh, smile, and annoy the crap out of me, yet I can't get enough of you.

Thanks for letting me gush over my guy. He deserves an occasional post dedicated to him every once in a while. 

Why We Work

We work because he dances, ridiculously, around me when I am in a bad mood...and he gets me to laugh which I absolutely hate because it is always a moment when I want to be mad.

We work because I do the money, and he stays out of the money. At the beginning of our marriage Chris tried to learn about all things finances and it caused such a huge stress. Now, he doesn't even bother.

We work because we love sports. We love watching sports, throwing the ball, and competing against one another.

We work because we are quite silly.

We work because I love alone time and Chris hates it. He always wants to be around me and sometimes I don't want to be around anyone. It works because he can stay at work late and I can actually get stuff done!

We work because we both love to eat. We love Italian food and ice cream. We have to have ice cream in the house 24/7.

We work because we know that every time we pack the car to go on a trip we will get in an argument. Every.single.time. We know it!

We work because we are both 80 year olds stuck in young people's bodies. 

We work because we both tell each other not to let the dogs on the furniture, but when we are home alone, the dogs are allowed on the furniture. 

We work because we both think Valentine's is the lamest holiday ever. We work because we would take a delivery pizza night over any fancy night out.

We work because we don't love the beach like most people. We like it, but we don't love it.

We work because we have managed to raise two pups without killing them, or each other.

We work because we both hate to drink.
We work because we both love Coke. Only Coke.

We work because we know how we fight. I need time to cool off, Chris wants to talk about it right nowww. Basically we suck at fighting, so right when we start, I just blurt out "this is dumb" and we go cool off...because usually the fight is stemming from something really dumb. 

We work because neither of us count calories, eat super healthy, or care if one day we are a little puffier. I could never be with a guy who judged me for eating a whole pizza and washing it down with a pint of ice cream. One of our pet peeves is when people eat something and instantly say, "I feel fat. I need to go walk/run/go to the gym." Eat it and don't complain, or don't eat it and watch me stuff my face.

We work because I hate to watch movies and he loves to watch movies, so I can sit and blog/stalk the internet while he watches a movie.

We work because we are best friends. Cheesy, I know, but not only are we lovas (ew?), but no one makes me laugh, cry, scream, dance, giggles, or sing quite as much as Chris does. 
We work because we fight/argue/get mad. They say you stop fighting when you stop caring. I'll go with that. 

We work because we both never desire to have a cat.
We work because we both hate running.
We work because we love God.

We work because we have the support of our families.
We work because we both sometimes ignore our parent's phone calls (sorry!) because we just want to enjoy a couple moments of just us. With work and dinner and then little chores around the house, we sometimes just want to sit, and enjoy us.
We work because we know that, no matter what, we made a vow to love one another until death do us part and no matter how bad we piss one another off, we are STUCK with each other fo-eva.

Circa early 2010

This list could go onandonandonandon...

Lastly, we work because we both love the idea of making chocolate covered strawberries and ordering pizza on Valentine's...while wearing sweatpants and slippers. That's what we'll be doing tonight!

What makes you and your spouse/significant other work?
Happy Valentine's Day! (Even though you should love people everyday...) 
Linking up with Bon and Tay!

HUGE house news...

Circa April 2012. Our first home :)

So remember back when I told y'all about that house Chris and I fell in love with? (click here and here if you don't remember...) And then we found out a couple days later that the house had a total of ten offers
(after being on the market one day...) and we came in second to a cash offer? And basically we cried like babies because our "dream house" had been taken by people who had hundreds of thousands of dollars of cash? And remember how I told y'all we submitted our offer as a backup offer just in case those rich cash people decided to take a hike?
Well, I'm not going to say that Chris and I didn't drive by the house and do weird voo-doo (totally kidding, maybe), and I'm not going to say we prayed their deal would fall through (Lord, please forgive me)...all I'm going to say is that God wanted us to have that house because...
WE GOT IT!
How, you ask? Long, and longer, story shortshortshort. 
We were really bummed we got beat out, but we had no choice but to keep looking. We put an offer on another house the following weekend and we got beat out and I posted this post about being at my breaking point with this whole process.
Then last Monday, February 3rd, we went and saw a house on a golf course that was nice and doable, but not our favorite. We loved the location, and the house wasn't bad at all, it just didn't 'speak' to us. We made an offer.
Tuesday, February 4th, I call our agent to see if she has heard anything back about our offer and for once in our offering life it freaking gets accepted, as long as we can change our closing date. But there was a wrench thrown into the process...
Our agent tells us that before we say yes to the golf course offer she must let us know that our dream house is coming back on the market for whatever reason that I didn't even care to hear. All I heard was that we were going to be able to get our dream house!!
I immediately told her to cancel that other offer and by 9:45pm that night (last Tuesday) we were under contract on the home we fell in love with!
To say this process has been overwhelming is an understatement. 
We had the inspection done yesterday and there looks to be nothing to worry about, and the appraisal came back good to go, soooooo...it looks like the #tuckermove2014 will be taking place March 1-2nd!
Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers. I wanted to spill the beans earlier, but we wanted to get the inspection and appraisal out of the way and now it looks as though we are in the clear. Now we better get ot packin'. Like for real...any takers?
Happy Thursday!