Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, although we don't celebrate it, and often don't even notice it was our anniversary until after the fact.  This is my hubby, the big guy (he's 6'5"); it's so nice to see him smiling.  We've been together for fourteen years now.  We were both divorced when we met and I swore I would never remarry, but I did.  And now we're raising a six year old which has been hard on our relationship and hard on us in general.  Neither one of us thought we'd be raising a child at this age, but here we are.  

We have different ways of parenting, as do most parents.  We've also done this before and seen the results.  Jack has ADHD, and I have the advantage there, as two of my kids have ADHD, so I think Jack is pretty normal (fucking tiring, but normal).  My husband did not raise a child with ADHD and finds it difficult at times; fortunately he is a calm, patient man.  Both of us feel unappreciated by the rest of Jack's family, we have that in common.

Otherwise, not much.  Jack started school and promptly came down with a virus.  He's better now, no fever today, just a cough.  We saw his doc this morning and she confirmed he has asthma and put him on a steroid inhaler, along with the ventolin when needed as a rescue inhaler.

I'm so tired.  I don't know why.  I do the same things, but I drag as I do them.  I just took the dogs for a walk and it was hard to keep going.  Now I feel like having a nap, but Jack will be home soon.  The threat of a teachers strike looms large as our useless premier blames the teachers and schools for all the problems of underfunding.

My husband built this beautiful shed this summer and I love it.  I'm calling it our anniversary gift to each other.

And now for some funny, because god knows we all need it.