A tribute to the girls who put up with us

I've got to give it up to my wife, she's awesome and supports me and all my crazy hobbies. She loves me just the way I am and doesn't spend her days trying to change me. I love her for it.

Here are some pics some of you may or may not have seen.

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This is one of my favorite pictures of her. This is from a trip to the Grand Canyon a year or so ago.
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Shane Thomas said:
Ok, I'll play this game.

This is my girl. Crazy as a S*&thouse rat, but can also be a the sweetest girl in the world. Does'nt hurt that she's easy on the eyes either. lol

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After doing some research on the Aprilia dealer network, of whom I'm a part, I couldn't find any record of this girl having ownership of an Aprilia. That means that she is false claiming with those skivvies. She must take them off.

:D
 
I think you need to cover her up more, Shane. Like, a little gold or platinum on that left ring finger. :D;)

Me, I suggest the platinum. It can take vastly more heat than most other metals before melting. Like, if your house burns down, the ring will still endure. Also tougher than gold, by a long shot--which means they can and do make it much purer than the gold-with-a-lot-of-other-metals alloys they use for "gold" jewelry. I like the symbolism of the toughness, heat resistance, and purity.

You know, Busse ought to offer wedding rings in INFI . . . .

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Back to topic, I'll take this opportunity to honor my wife, whom I'll call "Mrs. J.D." She's known me, off and on, for 30 years. We've been married for 9. Friendly, sweet, resilient, and tough--not in an aggressive way, but tough like Bermuda grass: she can put up with an incredible amount of adversity and not break under it. Tolerates (unenthusiastically) my knife-collecting and stuffing the nooks and crannies of her mini-van with survival gear and food "just in case"--but does not object TOO much--and when one of her friends almost went into premature labor because her car broke down and she was without water for hours, my wife thought, "that wouldn't happen with MY husband's level of preparedness". She was there when I shot (and my hunting partner processed) my first deer out in Texas--and her lack of negative reaction confirmed once again that I had found a good match.

As I write this, she is 9 months pregnant with our 5th baby. The last two, she gave birth to without pain meds. The baby before last was born 30 minutes after we got to the hospital; the last baby she pushed out in 55 seconds. The hospital staff is continually in awe. "You were MADE to birth," one nurse said in awe after the last delivery.

Well, off to buy some chocolate, blue-foil-wrapped cigars for the new EDC (not "everyday carry"--our latest proposed name for this baby we're expecting any day would give him those initials; thought I'd mention it here, where it'll get the chuckle it deserves.)
 
Glad to hear your wife is doing well, and hope things go well with the birth. Maybe you can refer to your knife collecting as collecting "heirlooms", that way another baby gives you an excuse to buy more.
 
My wife enjoys getting out in the wilderness and even supports my gear purchases. In fact, she has given me Busses, a Strider SnG, and a Les Baer as gifts. In turn I try to support her in her things (e.g., Triathlon).

Here she is doing her thing; us in Montana; and my other girl learning to be like Mom:).
 
XMP said:
Glad to hear your wife is doing well, and hope things go well with the birth. Maybe you can refer to your knife collecting as collecting "heirlooms", that way another baby gives you an excuse to buy more.
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Thanks, Professor/Officer/Sir!

Your mention of heirlooms reminds me of exactly 2 years ago, when we were trying to get baby #4 to get busy and get born. Our docs tend to be more intervention-happy (induction, etc.) than we are comfortable with--and with most pregnancies, about this time, we're trying all the old wives' tales to get labor going naturally. Last time, we walked MILES, trying to get the contractions going.

After days of doing this (and the other "get labor going" stuff), we were both worn out. I'd gotten a khukuri for my then-unborn son (following your idea of assembling plenty of hard-core outdoor/survival stuff for each kid), and decided to work off some of the stress with some Dwight McLemore style 8-angle attack drills on a softwood pole in the back yard, putting the khukuri through the paces and making sure it wasn't going to fail. Adrenalin can be a wonderful thing--after several minutes of sending the chips flying, a particularly hard backhand sent the top foot of the pole flying off into the night. Marvelous way to take out stress.
 
Great story! Maybe instead of walking, your wife should have done some chopping with the khukuri to speed delivery:)
 
XMP said:
Great story! Maybe instead of walking, your wife should have done some chopping with the khukuri to speed delivery:)
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Boy, that'd be a sight! 9-months-pregnant petite brunette, whaling away at high speed at a wooden practice post, using a large, curved knife.

If any onlookers looked at her funny, she could just say something like "just GIVE me some pistachio ice cream and pickles, and no-one gets hurt." :D

It'd probably cut down on the snide comments about being pregnant with the fifth baby, though!
 
Here is She Who Must Be Obeyed.
She puts up with me and loves hiking and fishing at least as much as I do.
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