Monday, December 05, 2011

My Firefighting Husband

It's that time of the year again, for the annual Physical Fitness Testing. J got his Lt. to take pics while he did his just for me!
(I have been asking...though some may call it whining, bitching and/or nagging...because I can't ever get pictures of him at work actually doing something firefighter-y. If I get any it's when I go to the station and take my own and he just sits and fake smiles at me until I'm done.)
So here I finally have some real action photos:


Amber said...

Huba huba!! Gotta love a man in uniform! We got some good looking men, huh?

I've asked for some from my dearest, and while I couldn't get him to oblige...some of his comrades did. They gave me pictures of him sleeping in various places....the back of the truck on a call, the floor of the airport, back of an even in the grass in front of a smouldering fire. Apparently, his ability to sleep anywhere is legendary and it's a running joke to try to take a picture of him sleeping somewhere inappropriate. LOL!

Melissa said...

Ha, that's funny. That's going to be my middle son one day. I have a whole timeline of pictures of him sleeping all over the place in some funny positions every since he was a little kid. He can sleep about anywhere, anytime, and all the time it seems.

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