Thursday, July 21, 2011

my love

i have so many things to be thankful for.  i am so blessed, i truly am...
of all the things i have to be thankful for, i am most thankful for my handsome husband.  everyday i am amazed that this man could love me so much, that he could patiently endure some of the things he has endured and still be as sweet and loving as he is.  that he could carry on and be the amazing husband and father that he is.  everyday, i feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have found him...and everyday, i thank God for one more day with my sweet Ringo.
I love his boyish smile, the way he looks at me across the room...his dreamy brown eyes...his sweet voice...
it's been ten years.  ten years.  and i still have a gigantic crush on that boy.  i was watching him play soccer the other night and he turned and looked at me, and i tell you what, my little heart fluttered! i was sick and in pain and had had a long day, he bundled me up in blankets and brought a chair out to the field so that i could watch him play...and then he looked at me with that look...oh, that boy still makes me melt.  the past ten years seemed to flash before my eyes that night...we really have been through so much, and yet, i honestly don't care where we are, i don't care if we never accumulate wealth, savings, & a retirement plan along with a couple of chocolate labs and our perfect little suburban house (not that there's anything wrong with that, it seems to sort of consume us Americans, sometimes though)...all i care about is being with him (and my sweet babies too...but, they have their own lives and dreams to fulfill)...waking up next to him, eating breakfast with him, laughing with him...making memories together. 

Ringo, ten years! we've made it ten years! the last two seemed to carry on like an eternity, and fly by in a flash all at the same time.  we've been through so much together, i love you so much.  i always will.  thank you for all you do, thank you for holding my hand through the tough times, for encouraging me to be me, for making me laugh, for loving me so unconditionally...i could go on and on...i love you...

When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?

You'll be older too
Ah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you

I could be handy, mending a fuse when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight if it's not to, dear
We shall scrimp and save
Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?

(the Beatles)

our wedding seems like  just yesterday, and yet it feels like forever ago...i love you, i can't imagine having not had you in my life, my sweet.  here's to many more years together. AND to many many batches of cotton candy.

to all of my many faithful followers...not to worry, the anniversary play list will make its way to my's just going to be a long one, we've entitled it "ten years of great tunes" that's aLOT of years of our great music to sort through!

remember me?

(written one week ago)
so, I am at work and I should totally NOT be blogging at work, I NEVER allow myself to blog or respond to emails at work...I should be working on my thousands of plats in the plat room...but, I am currently highly drugged b/c I am in the middle of one of my "episodes" and I am doing the best I can to just hold myself up here at the desk...and my personal laptop has been hijacked by three little hulu and youtube, I never blog anymore because re-runs of the torkelsons, pink panther, woody the woodpecker, monk or psych are always playing (isn't that a funny TV play list? those are C, T, & M's current choices LOL...if I watched more TV my list would probably, embarrassingly, include catching up on titles like the real housewives of NYC and bros & sisters)
I wonder if any of y'all even remember me? it's been so long...
so, I am making an exception at work in order to appear like I am working...or at least not holding onto the desk and my stomach rather than sitting up like a nice little office girl...and to send a shout out to all of you (six, woohoo!) faithful followers!
news on the home front:
1) no-kill turkey facility found!
Yes, you heard me right...we actually found our (not so) little olive a home where she will be their pet rather than their thanksgiving dinner! they even built her a coop!!
the darn bird has taken to attacking me when her mother, aka my husband, happens to be is actually pretty funny...we have this area of the garage that is "his" in Olive's eyes, so if he and I are both working on projects on "his" side, Olive will get in between us and run at me all puffed up.  LOL the other day, the mister had to hold his gigantic pet and she was running mid-air AT me...she looked at him as if to say "if you wont tell her who is boss I will!" AND she attacks my youngest...I totally get it...he thinks she is his puppy and wants to smother her and kiss her and she doesn't like this...soooo, after being told a number of mean-turkey horror stories and my daughter changing the name of Olive's house to "turkey den" (aka lion's den)...I have decided that it's's time for her to move to a farm where she can run and play with the other birds...or possibly attack them...either way, it's time.  When I told my husband I thought that it was time a couple of weeks ago, he got a very sad look on his face and asked if we could just wait, I am not kidding you, this bird sits at his feet when he builds AND if I pick her up, she pecks at me...but, if he picks her up, that bird climbs up his chest, roosts on his shoulder, and nestles right into his neck!! I'll post a pic when I get home.
2) one week and counting until the celebration of ten years of marriage begins!! yep, i have been a missus to my mister for TEN YEARS! can you believe it?! I can't.  On one hand, I cannot believe how fast time has flown, on the other I cannot believe how many memories we have squeezed into ten years.