This is my water bottle.

It has fallen out if the cupboard and hit me in the nose more times than it should and now has leaked allover my new backpack.

I'm ticked.


This stuff...

Always have loved lightning storms. Still do, but I've recently developed a fear of it. A guy at work was struck last week, and our crusher was struck a couple weeks ago, shutting it down for a week. Lightning is the number one nature related cause of death in Utah and august is the month where most of the deaths happen. Working in a gravel pit surrounded by tall metal belts and machinery can be dangerous by itself. But wait until you are in the middle of it and you start to feel the hairs on your arms stand up like when you are shuffling your socks on the carpet....what then?
Lightning kills.

You want to know what happiness is?

It's waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone's shoulder but their own. You smile, kiss their face in the most gentle manner so as not to wake them. You turn back around and an involuntary grin forms on your own face. You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know it doesn't get any better than this.


Working.

Please bear with me as I am blogging from my cell phone, and while I will proof read to the best of my abilities, but alas there are bound to be more typos than usual.
So I know no one really cares but I don't have much more to talk about aside from married life (which I love, thanks for asking). 
My hunka hunka burning love is the best h-band ever. And I just attached a photo of us and I'm not really sure where it will end up on this post.
I'm just at worky work right now. I'm a lab technician for granite construction. I test the asphault products and soils...aka I wash dirt. It's all very exciting...not really, but I actually do enjoy it...
Sorry for the blog post that lacks pizazz. It's been a long day.
Love you all, my poodles.
<3 whit


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