My husband, Gideon.

My husband Gideon is a peculiar guy. That doesn't mean there's something wrong with him, it means that he's interesting. And I like it, love it even.

He's really nice and kind, yet sassy and opinionated.

He accepts me who I am, yet guides me to be a better person.

He used to breakdance and do fencing. Who does fencing? Gideon did.

He continues to show me how much of an amazing person he is. Every day.

No joke.

EXAMPLE. He would tell me, "I'm too tall to run long distance. I can't run fast." Yet he trained, and trained... and trained and guess what? He finished the tough mudder.

20 kilometers of running. And 20 military-style obstacles.

Amazing.

 There's a before and after shot. I was so proud of him, in all his muddy glory.

So yeah, this is just a post about my husband, Gideon, and how awesomely strange he is.

He bought green pants once.

~awesome.