It’s somebody’s birthday I wonder who? It’s somebody’s birthday, it must be you!
He is going to kill me for writing a blog about him. AND posting all these fun pics (mwuahhhh—evil wife laugh).
But let’s be real. Birthday’s rock. My husband rocks. And he deserves some birthday love. I mean he puts up with my s*** (I mean shenanigan’s) everyday.
He supports my dreams and crazy ideas like “I’m leaving corporate America to fulfill my photography dream” ….He’s my number 1 fan and days when I question myself, he makes me realize how much heart and ambition I have and pushes me to move forward and overcome the obstacle.
He works HARD! 15 years of active duty so far in the USAF. He is the best father to our children. He knows those little peeps more than I know them sometimes. Yes, I will admit that.
He’s a sports fanatic and knows things about football I didn’t even think people pay attention too. He’s sarcastic, has one-liners like no other, he’s funny and likes good beer.
He deals with my OCD, and the minor things I stress and brings me back down to a place of reality. He is my balance in this crazy world. He’s daddy, boo, son, grandson, nephew, brother, brother-in-law, Tech Sergeant Martisch and today he is 33. Happy Birthday to this guy! Thank you for being a great father and husband and we adore you to pieces! xoxoxoxo
