One of the unexpected fun parts about being married is the freedom to be a complete dork without worries of judgment.  After spending 20+ hours in the car on the road last week, I realized that I love Rob for so many things, one of which is his weird sense of humor.  (I also love that he knows when to dial it back and what social skills are!)  But I digress…

We often joke around about stupid things, like when Ruca forgets to that her tongue belongs inside of her mouth and not hanging out like a mutant appendage.  Many times during the day I will feel the burrowing eyes of my husband on me, look over at him and see the blank stare and tongue hanging out a la Ruca.  It doesn’t take but a few seconds for him to start giggling and for me to shake my head and mutter something about being a dork.

But one of my favorite jokes with him lately is Darla from Finding Nemo.  Frequently on our recent travels, I would look at him, shake my fist up and down furiously and yell, “FISHY! WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING?!”

What?  It’s funny!

Today was a blustery day by California standards, 40 mile an hour winds and an inch of rain.  It hasn’t let up all day.  About 2 pm, we emerged from the office and notice several large tree limbs up and down our street.  I stepped out on the porch, hoping to encourage Sam to pee already when I heard a large crack coming from one of the 2 large Modesto Ash trees in our front yard.  I yelled at Rob to get the car keys and move the car before we lost yet another large limb and have it land on our car.  We’ve managed not to have anything damage our property so far and hopefully the worst of it has passed us by.  Nearly every yard on our street had at least a few limbs down and we had the fire department at a neighbour’s house to clear away a large tree that had fallen. We do love a good storm around here!