My handyman husband

Remember in one of my previous posts I referred to Marty as Magic Hands? Let me explain how he orginally got the nickname. The knob broke off our old washing machine when we were still living in our apartment, so about 2 1/2 years ago. Same thing happened to the dryer knob and he fixed them both. I teased him and started to call him Magic Hands because he can repair just about anything with nearly nothing. The nickname has stuck, especially when something breaks or I want something built. More on the building things...


I was looking for a shoe shelf something-or-another and noticed they were $20-$30. That's crap for partical board junk! Marty stopped by Home Depot and purchased a sheet of plywood for $20 and made four of these (there are two in the picture) AND a small TV stand:

I can see my closet floor now thanks to Mr. Magic Hands.


Yesterday was Marty's 30th birthday. He requested lemon meringue pie with lots of spikey things. What the man wants, the man gets.




He's been sick for a few days, so we took it easy and just went to see Quantum of Solace (new Bond movie) last night. I told him we could have a birthday weekend for him since he wasn't feeling well. He wanted to go to the International Motorcycle Show, so that's what we did today as part of his birthday present. I have to admit, there were some pretty awesome bikes there. Of course, being the wonderful husband he is, he took me to Northpark Mall after the expo.


Today was a chilly day in Fort Worth too. Don't call me the crazy lady when it comes to putting clothes on my dogs. They LOVE wearing clothes. They prance around the house and I know they're trying to tell us "look at me, I'm so pretty."

Back to the manly man husband of mine. What was he doing while I was typing all of this? Cleaning his rifle.