What can I SAY about Patrick?
My P.T. husband.
We sat next to each other at PT orientation and were close friends from that day forward.
He always had a beer ready for me.
Always had advice.
Always ready to be supportive, but tell me if I was being ridiculous.
I've never been called "dramatic" with such affection, aside from Brian, and my father.
And that's why I know that Pat loves me the way I love him.
What. A. Great. Friend.
How can I thank him for documenting my drunken antics on film?
(This candid shot from Birthday Prom is especially telling.)
Or for supporting me even when I was dancing like an IDIOT, by myself.
(We used to call this photo, "dance like no one is judging you.")
Or for all the great times. All of them. Too many to count.
(But this booze cruise was one of the best.)
Or for being the ONLY person as RIDICULOUS as me on Halloween.
Halloween 08' Can of Whoop Ass sexually assaulting Hula Pat
Halloween '07. Pat won the Golden Globe Award for Best Costume (Paul Bunyan)
(The above photo was both mine and Pat's profile pictures on facebook for a majority of 2008.)
Simply put, Pat is fantastic.
Prom King & Queen 2008
I've often said that you need to meet Pat to understand why he is who he is.
Indescribable.
But I can TRY.
Pictures will help.
Fact: Pat loves biking. In all weather.
Fact: Pat is often wet, with unknown substances.
(You never know if it's sweat, sea water, rain, or a recent shower.)
Fact: Pat is an amateur photographer of sorts.
His email address used to be okphotography@gmail
We laughed that at least he was honest, and didn't call it "excellent" photography.
To be fair, though, there's a certain photo-journalistic quality to the B&W party shot he took below.
Fact: Pat is an outdoor enthusiast.
(When I asked him about the trip to NH he took--pictured above--he replied,
"Pretty good. But a colony of enthusiastic beavers tried to drown us.")
Pat thrives in the outdoors.
Mountains. Lakes. Streams. Oceans.
Forests. Rocks.
Fact: He's never been one to let little things hold him back.
Like a thorn bush at the bottom of a slip-n-slide.
As the Best Man said at his wedding (Josh, who went to school with us),
"Pat was the hardest worker. In a group of hard-working people."
That's true of Pat.
Fact: He loves to learn, and he's diligent.
Not afraid to speak his mind.
Here he is, asking a question to the President of the APTA (American PT Association.)
Fact: Pat loves thick sweaters.
(Particularly the one above.)
Fact: Pat is competitive.
Especially with Cheryl and wall-sits.
I wasn't able to find photos of Pat:
-sleeping in the woods
-building his Yert
-running into the ocean
-throwing a hatchet at wood and calling it a game
-baking his own bread
-showing up to class shoe-less
-trying to convince people to do 'cement mixer' shots
-carbo-loading shirtless
-palpating my shoulder
-wearing his head lamp at school
But those things happened, TRUST ME.
And then...
BETSY showed up.
What? Someone else who goes running between classes?
Likes to be OUTSIDE all the time?
Thinks biking from Newport to Boston and back in a day is NORMAL?
Loves beer?
A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN.
So it happened, on 8/24/13, I got to witness my sweet Patrick marry the love of his life, Betsy.
A sweet country wedding.
Complete with rustic barn.
Lanterns.
Twinkle lights.
Love.
And dancing in the moonlight.
Brian and I had a great time.
So nice to see old friends.
And dance the night away.
And so, my PT husband is a REAL husband.
Congrats to Pat & Betsy!
I know Pat will love, support, and stand by Betsy forever.
And so wonderful to be included in such a special day, for such a good friend.
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