Congrats! At least your not this guy lol.
Congratulations, GTG!
Mrs. Zap and I are coming up on 30 ourselves, and I still can't believe she still puts up with me. Some of the guys from work met her last year and asked how I managed to land her, and without missing a beat, I said "Told her I was pregnant".
Mrs. Zap and I are coming up on 30 ourselves, and I still can't believe she still puts up with me. Some of the guys from work met her last year and asked how I managed to land her, and without missing a beat, I said "Told her I was pregnant".
Yeah, with all the bullsheet I've put her thru, it's a wonder she's stuck around. Hell, I wouldn't have stayed with me.
Yeah, well... 33 years ago I was 29. 
Congrats, man.
Congrats, man.
Well, she's still better looking than you...
...congratulations on the years. Wife and I celebrated 50 last Christmas. Making them last takes commitment, love, tolerance, and pretty much in that order.
We just finished 3 months working in Indiana with both of us in the same van for about 8 hours and then the same hotel room for more than that. Working Indiana was taxing and we bit at each other pretty good at times. But as she puts it, "we got glad in the same pants that we got mad in."
...congratulations on the years. Wife and I celebrated 50 last Christmas. Making them last takes commitment, love, tolerance, and pretty much in that order.
We just finished 3 months working in Indiana with both of us in the same van for about 8 hours and then the same hotel room for more than that. Working Indiana was taxing and we bit at each other pretty good at times. But as she puts it, "we got glad in the same pants that we got mad in."
Always work to deserve her then
during the process of adopting our son we found that my wife and I were together almost 24 hours a day. We were at the hospital every day, sitting in a small room, looking at each other and watching a 7 week old detox from opioids, wondering if the bio parents were going to finally the sign the adoption papers like they said they were going to. It was on the off the on.
one day one of the nurses noted that our frustrations with the situation never seemed to be directed at the other person. We were more stressed than we had ever been (plus probably a good bit more). I realized (again) how lucky I was to have her then.
we did finally have to start spending time apart (we were going on three straight weeks of hotels, rental cars, yankee land in Boston and a puppy at home that chewed through an extension cord) but that was before things got worse (for a month before we finally got him for good, I mean)
