Apartment Woes.

So we had the worst week last week! Chris had his brother in town and they had taken my brothers and Carson and gone to a Dallas Stars hockey game, meanwhile I was at my parents house working on a project for them. Chris made it home late that night, oh it was last Saturday the 18th, and calls me saying that our apartment was flooded. That he had come home and the master bathroom was flooded with an inch of water and the carpets in the bedroom and all were wet. He called and they told him that a lady on the third floor moved out and broken a pipe when she unhooked her washer from the apartment. They told him that the water had been turned off and that there would be no more water and that it would not get any worse and that the next day they would come and bring some fans to dry up the water. I ended up staying at my folks that night and the next day when I came home Chris greeted me at the door with a look on his face like I've never seen. That moring he and Nick woke up and it was soooo much worse! The carpets over a third of our apartment were soaked up to like the top of the baseboards, the ceilings were dripping, and you could hear the water rushing down the inside of the walls. It was horrible so I packed up the kids and we had to move into my parents house for a week. Needless to say the pipe was broken down farther than they thought, and the water had not been turned off properly. It took the entire week for them to fix up are apartment. We're currently in negotiations with them for some sort of compensation or new apartment. It's liveable now finally but wow it was bad! I'm worried about mold. Anyway it was a tough, trying week, but we made it through it. I'm thankful to my parents for taking us all in for a week. I just realized even more that I am so tired of apartment living!!!! I'm holding on to the hope that someday we will be able to buy a house. Still the problem is that we dont know where Chris will get into dental school so we are scared to buy. We dont want to move and get stuck with a house we can't sell. So someday when we move to wherever Chris gets into we'll finally hopefully buy a house! I can't wait!

My Man...the love of my life!

So I was tagged so here goes.

What is your husband's name? Christopher Gary Burt

How long have you been married? Six wonderful years this December, but we've been together for seven.

How long did you date? Before we got engaged we dated for 9 months and by the time we were married we'd been together for 15 months. Short by some standards, long by others it depends who you talk to. For us it was perfect! We knew each other pretty well and there weren't many surprises after we got married! We both went in knowing what we were getting into...and we still went through with it...that's true love!

How old is he? Chris just turned 28 in April.

Who eats more sweets? Chris does for sure! No question!!

Who said I love you first? Chris did, it's actually a sore subject for him, I wasn't ready to hear that and it took me off guard so I didn't know how to respond so I just said "Thank You." And it took me a few days to be able to say it back to him.

Who is taller? Chris is taller. I'm 5'2 so everyone is pretty much taller than me.

Who can sing the best? Oh it's gotta be me! He's not bad though.

Who is smarter? Wow that's tough. I'd never say either of us was smarter than the other. I'd say we are equals. I'm smarter at somethings, and he's smarter than me at others, generally my weak points are his strong suits and visa versa so we compliment each other well.

Who does the laundry? Oh for sure that's me...Chris is actually banned from doing any laundry! I don't trust him to wash my clothes or anyone else's for that matter!

Who pays the bills? Without question it's me!!! Chris is not good with money! He lacks the fundamental part of the brain that can responsibly deal with money. When I met him his finances were a mess! He never learned how to budget or be responsible for money. So it's me all the way. To give him credit, he is getting better.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? I sleep on the right side of the bed, however it changes every time we move to a new apartment. It's not really a matter of a preference to a side of the bed it actually deals more with which side is closer to the bathroom. I used to have to sleep on the side that was farther away from the door, but for three years I was pregnant and had to get up frequently in the night so it became more about which side was closer to the bathroom and to the kids when they would wake up in the night.

Who mows the lawn? Well we still rent so luckily neither of us do, but when we finally do have a house it will not be me that's all I know...maybe I can get one of my dad's guys to mow my lawn.

Who cooks dinner? During the week I do mostly, but Chris never expects me too if I don't start it he will. I plan out the meals for the week ahead of time so he knows what to make. During the weekends he'll usually cook or else we go out.

Who drives? Chris does I hate driving I get lost everywhere I go and then I end up crying...so it's just easier for him to drive!

Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Oh that is Chris for sure he's good about that, he'll even admit he's wrong when I'm the one in the wrong for the sake of not arguing anymore. We can never stay mad for longer than an hour it's just not worth it to be unhappy...you've got to Make it happy! I've been trying to do better though about owning up to my faults.

Who kissed who first? You know I'm not sure, I think it was a simultaneous thing we both just went in for it. I still remember it, it was great! Shh...it was on our first date! But in all fairness it was after an Aggie football game and they won!

Who asked who out first? I had to make the first move here. I asked Chris out to an Aggie Football game. But I mean I gave him pleanty of opportunities to step up and make a move...the boy moved to slow for me, so I finally pulled the trigger! Luckily he likes a strong woman!

Who wears the pants? I wear the pants for sure! Chris would not even begin to wish he wore the pants. He's a very carefree kind of guy who likes to have a minimal amount of responsibility on his shoulders. He takes care of the necessary essentials for the family and I handle the rest, but he gladly helps me out with whatever I need and he's always there for me!