My Husband, the Rockstar

Yes, he is a Rockstar. Sometimes even with big hair. Mya and I took off for a week to go to Idaho for Aaron's wedding. (Side note: the wedding was great! So simple, so beautiful, congrats guys!). While we were gone playing, Dustin was home working his butt off. My kitchen floor is now tiled. That was the plan MONTHS ago, that as soon as Mya and I were gone somewhere, he'd do that project. When I got home, not only was that done, and looking beautiful, he had also repainted and covered our dining room chairs. I've been meaning to do this for 4 years now, and it's just never been a priority. He did a GREAT job. And not only that, but the house was clean. It's always clean when we've been gone (mostly because Mya and I aren't here to mess it up...).

I do know how lucky I am, I've said it before, I'll say it again. When it comes to the spouse lottery, I it the jackpot. If I had a dollar for every time I've had a woman offer to take him off my hands, I'd bit rich. But I'd never let him go. He's the best, and my own personal Rockstar. Love you!