17 Years - Amazing!

I posted this this morning on FaceBook, then realized Jeff would never see it. A FB'er, he's not. So, it's here too ... I wonder how many days will go before he sees it?


Happy 17 years of wedded bliss to the most patient man on the planet. I'd do it all over again! I love you! ♥

Photo taken at 1000 Islands, Gananoque, Ontario, Canada.

Halloween

So, a week late but thought I should post "What We Did for Halloween". I've read all the cute posts, seen all the cute pictures on the blogs and thought I should share. Except.

• Emi didn't go trick-or-treating
• Emi didn't wear a costume
• Emi handed out candy to exactly ZERO kids*

Yeah, Halloween wasn't thought out very well this year. We completely blew it. We did, however, manage to buy Mama something totally outrageous and awesome.

2010 Honda CRV.
Oh, baby.

Not the greatest picture, but I will get more soon (ha, trust me on that). Jeff wanted a Prius, or even an Insight. I wanted to rock and roll, have a hatch back of some kind (yes, both of those do have one) and sit up a bit higher. This is totally a fun, we don't need something this big, kind of thing. There is zero reason for this, except I wanted it. (smile)

Poor Jeff.

But, ooooh, I am loving it. Well, except that we drove up to Drew's yesterday. 3/4 of a tank of gas later ... ouch. But it was worth the drive, Emi loved seeing Drew (she woke up yesterday at SIX am, stop laughing mom, and her first word was .... DEW?!). Yeah, there's some hero worship going on there. Helps when he lives 2.5 hours away and never has to say no to her. No wonder she thinks he's so wonderful!

So, how does this all tie into Halloween? This is what we did for five hours on Halloween afternoon. We missed the first wave of trick-or-treaters (the cute ones that Emi and I would have enjoyed - we put Jeff on door duty after our first attempt).

We needed to go back on Sunday to pick up Mama's Sweet Ride. So while Jeff was moving Emi's car seat from the Ford to the Honda, I needed something for Emi to do. While she and I were transferring stuff from one car to the other, we came across my umbrella. That was the end of Emi's help. But, she had a complete blast and I took about 40-50 pictures!

Special Announcement: The dealership is closed on Sundays so we had the place to ourselves (that tidbit is for anyone about to give me grief for allowing her to run around in the parking lot).

Just running around, chasing the wind-blown umbrella

Hiding Emi, love the toes ... love her peeking out!

My favorite

THANKS HONEY!!!



*Only because the first kid to knock on the door scared the @&%# outta her. Maybe if kids are old enough to dress up that scary, they are too old to be out? It was pretty scary, and bloody. I didn't blame her.

My Funny Valentine

Update: I forgot to add the photos! See below.


Kristin over at We are THAT Family is hosting a carnival this week. Not just any old carnival either, one that we get to show the entire world (or in my case, the five or six folks that regularly read my blog) how much we love them. Brag-On-Our-Hubby-Days, you might say.

I did a small, short prelude to that in my menu plan this week. I purposely kept that short as I didn't want to say it all there, I wanted it all HERE!

So, watch out gals, here it comes. And yes, he's all mine. Hands off. :)

Jeff is that quietly sweet, handsome guy that most gals would pass over in a crowded room (silly women). He is gentle and caring and sweet and compassionate and tender and shows me, every day, how much he loves me. I am lucky, as he also holds my hand out in public, brings/sends me flowers (sometimes for no reason!), tells me he loves me and shows me. He is a wonderful father to his son and a wonderful daddy to our daughter.

He does little things that mean so much like quietly unloading the dishwasher when I am in the other part of the house or finishing the laundry that's still in the dryer because Emi needed me and I forgot it was in there. Things that May seem so little, but mean so much. It means, he's paying attention. He knows I need something and looks to see what he can do to help.

I don't know what I did in my previous lives to deserve him, but I don't take any day for granted. Yep, I kissed a ton of toads on my way to this great man. He's mine, forever.

The story I want to share is one of a funny Valentine's Day. We've done the over-the-top romantic dinners, the quiet nights at home, the he-plans or she-plans. This was one of the he-plans. We were living in Japan at the time, he was going to stop on his way home and find something to toss on the grill. Anything, we weren't fussy (well, I had one rule ... it couldn't be moving, with Jeff it's good to point that out). We were just in need of a quiet night at home, the two of us. I was making sides, he was going to grill. I am not sure what was planned after (before that, gals!), but it probably included watching a chick flick of some kind or maybe some computer game time knowing us. This is what he came home with that evening:

No, your eyes aren't deceiving you. Yes, that really is a pork chop butterflied so that it opened in the shape of a heart. Only in Japan, folks, only in Japan. We still talk about that dinner, we laugh, we remember. Japan was a special place for the two of us. We loved living in Japan and really embraced it as much as we possibly could. And the little things, like the heart shaped pork chop, really made it for us. We loved all those funky little things that were so different from living in the States.

Someday I will blog about how we met, if he lets me. But this is a good memory and I wanted to share.

Sweetheart, I honestly do love you more today than the day we said I do!

December 2007

December 2008