A Little About Me...

Dally, Dilly Dally, Dilly Dally O'Malley, Tex, Smiley Anne, these are all names that I have been called many of times, but most of you know me as Dallas Welch, formerly, Dallas Dulin. I am the proud child of Larry and Laura Dulin. I am 28 years old (HOLY COW), have a wonderful husband, Jeremy and a son, James, who by far is the light of my world. We also have a dog, Gunnar, who I have spoiled rotten. We now live in good ole Iron Station, NC. Yes, people always ask, "where the heck is Iron Station?" Well, if you know where Lincolnton, NC is, you can pretty much consider me there. We are literally five minuntes up the road. I married my husband, Jeremy on February 4th of 2006, even though are marriage certificate will tell you otherwise. In April of 2008, we decided we would try to start up our family and well, on March 21st 2009, our Miracle, James Ryan Welch finally arrived. He is my Butter Bean, My Nugget, Stinkbug, and Bundle of Joy all wrapped up in one. It's hard to imagine my life without him. There is not a day that goes by that he does not make me smile. God has truly blessed me! Even though, Gunnar and James have jealously issues at times, they are my babies and I love them to pieces.
Jeremy is my rock. He is one of the hardest workers I have ever met and one of the most stubborn men I have ever met in my life too! He always puts James and I first and I am truly thankful to God for bringing him into my life. Even though we met in Middle School, we did not start dating until our College Years. It's funny how God puts certain people in your life. Even though you might not get the full picture now, trust me, someday you will. If someone would have asked me 11 years ago, "Hey do you think you will grow up to Marry Jeremy Welch"? My answer then would have been no. Boy was I WRONG! God brings certain people in your life, just when you need them the most. He has a plan and a purpose for EVERYTHING!
Now, about Gunnar, Gunnar is my big baby, my Gunnie Guns or as I like to call him, my Huckleberry Fin. Where I came up with those names? Who knows? Poor Dog. Gunnar is now 5 years old (I think), he is a weimeraner and requires A LOT of attention. Jeremy and I got him before we were married, so I guess you could call him Jeremy's dog, but ultimatley, I am responsible for spoiling him. Jeremy is definitley his Master. If Gunnar runs off I could yell at him for days to "get back over here". Jeremy, noooooooo, all Jeremy has to do is say "Come here boy" and just like a fat kid running towards the ice cream truck, here comes Gunnar running and wagging his tail. Go figure! Gunnar is my snuggle buddy, and he literally thinks he is human when it comes to bedtime. He's gotta be there, right smack up against you. Makes you feel like your in a Hot box or something. He especially comes in handy on those cold winter nights. He is my buddy and I wouldn't trade him for the world. I could do without his annoying licking sounds at 3 in the morning, but other than that, I really can't complain. He is a good dog.
So, why start a Blog? Well, good question. I have always enjoyed reading the stories of other people lives. Whether it be good times, or hardships, I am a sucker for a good blog. So, I guess I decided why not? I consider myself somewhat of an interesting person, I have many stories to tell, some not so exciting as others, but hey, I'll give it a whirl. Afterall, everyone has a story to tell...