This time last week...

...the man, the girl and I were tubing on the Guadalupe after having a nice lunch at the Gristmill...

...I was freezing in the water of the Guadalupe...

...I received a nice gash on my knee while trying to walk in water shoes...

...water shoes were not my friend...

...I was amazed by the beauty of God's creation...yet again...

...I was feeling very blessed...

...this was my view...

...and I L-O-V-E-D it...

...I was wondering if Houdini (aka Bo) was actually still in the room or if he had gone visiting yet again...

...I was enjoying one trip while dreaming of the next to come (8 days on the beach - woo hoo!)...

...I was wondering just how many calories one could burn while wading and paddling through the water...

...while also contemplating pizza and chocolate for dinner...

...I figured out that I'm now both limber enough and have lost enough weight to fold my legs inside of the tube...

...the activity of which convinced my man for a short period of time that I was simply going to fall out of my tube while attempting this feat...

...I was thinking "this time next week it will be Dave's birthday"...

So, today - July 30 - I'm celebrating my man. 

He is my rock, 

my protector, 

my partner in crime, 

my comic relief,

my Tonto,

my girl's "Davey,"

my partner in parenting,

one of my most amazing blessings,

my workout buddy,

my cowboy,

my practical voice in any situation,

and

my best friend.

I love you more than I thought possible, sugar plum (he just LOVES it when I call him that, y'all ;-), and I can't wait to see what kind of exciting year is in store.