I promised you the best ride of your life in my vows, along with a constant, non-judgemental love that will beat all the odds. It has been a fast and crazy ride to get to where we are today, but I would not change any of it one bit. We swam against the current and did it our way the whole way! You constantly show me a love that is patient, kind, and endless, and I hope that I show you how much all of that does not go unnoticed each and every day. Being with you has taught me so much about myself. It has also showed me to settle for nothing less than the best things in life. You are truly amazing, Mr. Joshua Haugh! The way we are together is amazing.
Things that I love about us:
Cooking. We have both introduced the other to new dishes and ingredients. In addition, we have created some wonderful meals together.
How we think so alike.
How you are always on it without me even saying anything.
How we naturally meet halfway without even knowing it.
How we are ALWAYS a team.
How we can go through three bottles of wine in one sitting with the best conversations.
How we can turn our kitchen into an 80's dance floor.
How we can be at any type of event, not knowing a soul, and then someone comes up to us and compliments on how in love we are.
How we can be anywhere and poke fun at anyone, anything, and everything.
How we can toss around through the night in bed but will always be holding one another.
How our kisses get better and better each time.
How Mylo, Paige, you and I are such a happy family together and we know that the bond will only get stronger.
I LOVE YOU! So much more, each and every day.
Somethings you KEEP and somethings must be LEFT behind. This blog started out as our roadtrip diary, but now it's about the ride we're still on. —Joshua Haugh & Kimberley Cuachon-Haugh
Friday, July 23, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Hello, Daddy!
For the second time, dad visited Norfolk, VA and for the first time in a long time it was as if I was daddy's little girl again. I guess the thought hit me when I was waiting for my dad at the arrivals terminal. It reminded me of how I used to wait for him at lunchtime when I was in kindergarden. I would my dad would be coming home soon when Camp Caribou was on TV. As I watched the people embracing one another, some crying, some in position as though to leap, I couldn't help but laugh. Anyone who's depressed should just hang out for a few hours in Arrivals to remind him or herself of all the love that's out there.



36 holes were played and the weather could not have been better. The first round was played with my two boys at Cypress Creek in Smithfield. The scenery was beautiful and though we had a brief encounter with a grumpy-old-men-type foursome, it was a great game. The last 18 was a father-daughter round. We were able to catch up and work a little closely with my golf game, just like when I was a kid. I remember all the private lessons, the weekly golf 'practice' games, and the almost every other day driving range workouts.
It was a long overdue visit and so much fun. Dad could not have been more relaxed with his daily hour and a half long morning beach walks with Paige. A sweet visit, but saying 'goodbye' was bitter. The goodbye moments are the ones that remind me how much I miss having mom and dad so close by. But as dad said, no matter where I am, or where he is, we'll never be far apart.
13 minutes delayed, the connecting flight from Atlanta came in and a very calm, cool, dad walked in. A run, a jump, and a really big hug, and I was put back into the shoes of that six year old girl who used to wait at the widow for dad.
With this being the first time dad would see my new home, you can only imagine the efforts Josh and I extended to make sure his visit was perfect. Of the utmost importace, his vacation here would have to carry forth as our Father's Day and birthday present to dad. A few days ago we planned our menu, meal by meal for dad. Combining eating out and staying in. We also did an itinerary so we would not miss a beat together.
With this being the first time dad would see my new home, you can only imagine the efforts Josh and I extended to make sure his visit was perfect. Of the utmost importace, his vacation here would have to carry forth as our Father's Day and birthday present to dad. A few days ago we planned our menu, meal by meal for dad. Combining eating out and staying in. We also did an itinerary so we would not miss a beat together.
"EAT, DRINK, AND GOLF"
EAT


It would be six days of decadent dining for us. Noshing began with an authetic Filipino meal, a joint effort between dad and I that included grilled whole fish, shrimp, pork, and three different kinds of spring rolls. Dad was really impressed with my fresh spring rolls--a Josh fave.
DRINK
A Vintage Wine Tour at the Williamsburg Winery was probably the pinnacle of our beverage-ing. Back at the house, bottles of red and white wine were a flowing. I don't remember the last time we drank so much. Dad concoured. The mojitos were fabulous with fresh mint from our garden.
GOLF
36 holes were played and the weather could not have been better. The first round was played with my two boys at Cypress Creek in Smithfield. The scenery was beautiful and though we had a brief encounter with a grumpy-old-men-type foursome, it was a great game. The last 18 was a father-daughter round. We were able to catch up and work a little closely with my golf game, just like when I was a kid. I remember all the private lessons, the weekly golf 'practice' games, and the almost every other day driving range workouts.
It was a long overdue visit and so much fun. Dad could not have been more relaxed with his daily hour and a half long morning beach walks with Paige. A sweet visit, but saying 'goodbye' was bitter. The goodbye moments are the ones that remind me how much I miss having mom and dad so close by. But as dad said, no matter where I am, or where he is, we'll never be far apart.
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