First of all I'd like to say a very BIG THANK YOU to all those who serve our country and the sacrifices they make so I can enjoy the freedom I do. Words can't really explain the thanks to them and their families.

So yesterday my husband had me worried that he had perhaps gotten in a car accident. He called when he got in his car to come home, I estimated about 45 mins. He failed to tell me he was taking his mom home too so it really took him about two hours so I was getting worried after and hour and a half and every time I tried calling his phone it went strait to voicemail. So when he finally pulled up. I did what any good wife would do and...I punched him in the chest. Now I always thought I could punch hard but my sweet husband has taught me how to punch the "correct way" I was pretty proud of myself because he doubled over in pain, lost his breath and the best part, it didn't hurt me in the least bit. I'm not proud I hurt my husband, (maybe a little) but he always wins when we wrestle. (Stupid academy and their defensive tactics) He kept rubbing his manly pec because of the resonating pain. Don't worry I didn't punch his heart, it was the other side.