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My Ten Favorite Things About El Hubbo

It's hard to believe, but ten years have passed since saying "I do" to El Hubbo.  And as he is usually the "butt" of most of the jokes and blogs I write, I thought I'd give him a little surprise anniversary gift and let everyone know just what my favorite things are about him, and why he can't get rid of me. 10.  He is MY Romantic Hispanic.  He still asks me out on dates, occasionally sends flowers for no reason, and will on occasion watch a chick flick with minimal complaining.  As we were "older" when we married, I was realistic enough to expect that all of that would stop within one week of our wedding vows.  But the old guy still surprises me! 9.  He is a battle-worthy opponent.   Fights and arguments are seldom.  We each are strong-minded individuals not afraid to voice our opinion, sometimes vigorously.  I cannot run roughshod over him, and he is aware that I am not a doormat, either.  All of this translates into a mutual respect

Here Fishy Fishy

Another summer has come and gone, and we barely managed to squeeze in one fishing trip.   We set off early, early on a Saturday morning.....  And the sunrise was beautiful....... And the weather and scenery were pretty...... and the worms were fun to play with...... And the offspring were quiet and cooperative..... And the fish were biting...... And I got a picture of El Hubbo fishing with a pink Barbie fishing pole...... Granted, he caught this with it......(El Hubbo's fish measurements = 40 lbs, 3 feet long.  Actual size may vary.) But I am the big winner, as I caught this smile:

Fare Thee Well, Summer!

Tomorrow is our last very first day of school.  We've been running and gunning to get ready and fit in a few last-minute memories before Summer bids adieu.  A quick fishing trip proved exciting as the pink Barbie fishing pole outfished all the others.  A trip to the drive-in movie theater to see Planes was an exciting, if incredibly late event.  Clothing, supplies, lunch stuff - everything has been stocked and ready for the transition from the care-free days of Summer to the lock-step schedule of the School Year. Little Sunshine starts her educational career off as a big girl in Kindergarten.  Of course, we're excited for her.  Of course, we're a little scared of what will be reported back to us.  Of course, we're a little worried that our offspring will be the reason another good teacher decides to retire. Number One Son is already plotting - I hear evil laughter coming from his room.  When I bellow out a "What are you doing?!?!" He bellows back with &quo