"Hello my name is Jonas and I am addicted to life and coffee."
There I said it. As I sit and write this, Devin is outside enjoying some sun, jib is on the porch catchin some shade, and life is great. Tomorrow The Devster and myself celebrate our 3 year anniversary, which is I think somewhere around 150 in husband years, but whose
counting? This occasion has made me think back a bit and take a look at what I have for a life and how great it is, contrary to the haters beliefs.
I have been blessed with a great family, friends, animals, and some rather corky talents. All of which I am greatly appreciative. A quick thanks to those that I consider my support system, thanks for letting me do whatever the hell I want and get away with it.
The Doc told me last week that I need to "slow down." I looked him in the face and said, "thats not me, I cant live like that."
Now sure
I may limp alot, and have some pain, but I wouldnt have it any o
ther way. Devin pushes me through the pain, and I couldnt ask for anything more. Yes I may deserve the hellish fat foot/ankle that I have right now, but if I had a wife that babied me, I would probably go crazy and be fat too. This marathon stuff however, is over in 42 days! THANK GOD!
Last night someone called me an adult, I laughed at them. Nah, I am a person that will forever retain the spirit of youth. Yes I pay my bills, have a house as of next week. I go to work everyday, I pay my taxes, and I drink coffee (I have drank coffee since I was born I think). But I refuse to grow up, all of the previously mentioned responsibilities only allow me to be the kid that I am. I work hard, so I can play harder.
Anyway, I have rambled long enough. so the first picture is from our first year of dating, what the hell was I thinking with that hair? who knows, but she loved me no matter what, and Devster I love you more than anything, thanks for being you and letting me be me. You are the most awesome wife ever, and thank the good lord for t
here being no charge for awesomeness, cause I would have to rob my moms bank to be able to afford you. (I could get away with it)
Amen nephew...Amen.
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Pshaw Peter Pan Syndrome my ass!!! we just like to do cool stuff and have cool things!!!!
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