DubRyan

Do you like my clever title? It was between that and "Ry in Dubai" but DubRyan was more fun, like Bennifer or Brangelina. I wanted to post some of the photos that he's been sending me from Dubai--which is just a few despite my constant nagging and pleading for more. We have just over 2 more weeks until he's home. I am hoping that time flies by. It should, between New Moon, Thanksgiving, and the end of the quarter, I have a lot on my plate--plenty to keep me busy!

Here are some of the photos that Ry has emailed:

Ry says that most of the food is like Indian food (curries and rice), but there is still a Pizza Hut for those days that you're missing home and its abundance of sodium.

Being very dramatic. Singing opera, perhaps? In his teeny hotel room.

Just outside his hotel room. I guess a group of guys play cricket here every morning. Ryan says Dubai is a lot of smoke and mirrors. He's staying in one of the many not-so-nice areas to be closer to the airport (where he works everyday).

"Flying" a helicopter. I heart him!

There was an aerospace trade show in Dubai this week. Ryan went today and happened to see that a plane that he recently worked on was there. Ryan was the lead on this project and designed the interiors. He was treated like a VIP when he went to see it and they reserved a time for him to walk through this plane privately.
I am a proud wife.

So, yes. There is other news. In case you aren't on Facebook, I found out yesterday that I was accepted into the nursing program!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This fact deserves many exclamation points. It's been a long 3 years of pre-reqs, I got pregnant and had a baby along the way, but I finally made it. I feel very proud, I just wish my hubby was here to celebrate with me. Or, as a close second, I was hoping that my hubby would tell me to take myself shopping in celebration, but that didn't happen either. Poo. Oh well, I'm still totally psyched. This is a big deal for me. I want to shout out to my mom and my mother-in-law for their unending support of me and my family through this process. I couldn't have done it without them. And of course to my dear husband. He made me believe that I could do anything I wanted. That my capabilities were endless. I never used to believe him, but he never stopped and finally I did believe him. Now, the real hard work starts. Two years of no blogging, no hanging out, and very little fun. Don't feel bad if you don't hear from me for a couple of years. Seriously, they told me to plan for 70-90hours a week of school, clinicals, and homework. Oh crap. Here we go...

I don't really have any new photos. Here are 2 of Maizey thinking she is really awesome (we were probably listening to The Spinners Rubberband Man and when that song is on it's done. Maizey's cool level goes from 10/10 to 100/10--or so she thinks) and playing with her rock-and-rolla sunglasses. Also a couple of little videos from Little Gym last week.