Proud!

I know it may sound silly, but I think hotels are fun. There is something about knowing it's a room that's already clean...one that I didn't clean myself first. And also, when we leave...again I'm not cleaning it up!  I also just so happen to like the small touches hotels have added, like the luxury bedding, free breakfast and things like that!  I'm sure people out there who travel a lot don't see them as anything special. There is no place like home.  And for the most part they are all similar...but I'm silly and maybe easily impressed?  But I love the little coffee pots and big comfy bedding.  Oh and I LOVE the ice machines and ice buckets.  Jer probably thinks I'm a goofball, but one of my first requirements at hotels is to fill the ice bucket!!  See what I mean? Easily impressed!

Anyway, what the heck does that have to do with anything?  Well, it's fitting because tonight I find myself snuggled up on the bed at Holiday Inn. Speaking of small touches...this Holiday Inn has these fun little tags on the pillows to let you know one is soft vs firm. I love that! Back to the point, I'm in my sweats. I'm enjoying an evening of freedom from my everyday responsibilities.  I even got some new foaming bath and body wash, sugar scrub and lotion to indulge in a big tub full of bubbles.  My pregnant feet and achy back were very happy with that decision!  

But why am I in a Holiday Inn you may ask?  Well that would be because my hubby is putting the finishing touches on his countless hours of studying.  I've watched him pour over tons of books and different types of engineering problems for several months. In recent weeks, I've seen very little of him as he studied in nearly all of his free time.  We are talking working full 8 to 10 hour days at work, drive home, have dinner with us, possibly try to read a story with Owen and get him in bed, then around 8 or so begin studying.  Typically he would crawl in bed between 12 and 1 that night.  Get up at 6am for work and start the whole mess over again. This past weekend he spent so much time seated at Bread Co, our loft computer desk or our dining room table his ankles swelled!  I told him he was just trying to make me feel better about mine!!  Regardless, I think the pictures below sum up the insanity that is studying for your Professional Engineering Exam.  As I type he's still pouring over materials and trying to make sure he's absolutely 100% ready for his 7:15am arrival time tomorrow morning.

Here is what I have to say about all of this craziness...I will be so happy when it's over!!  More importantly thought, I cannot put into words how proud I am of the man I call my husband.  His patience is infinite.  He settles for nothing less than his absolute best in everything his does.  He is also entirely more intelligent than he will ever know.  Jer, I wish you could see yourself through my eyes.  Whatever happens tomorrow morning....pass, fail or otherwise...I know you did your best, gave it your all and worked your butt off.  I can't wait to grab dinner tomorrow evening and start home for a family of 3 weekend doing whatever the heck your weary, test-taking heart desires.  I love you always babe.  If I've learned nothing more in this stretch of like that seems to hand us one test after another, it's that in this life, I am not supposed to have anyone else by my side but you.