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Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone.

Despite the fact that this day is traditionally reserved for romantic love, I think it’s a day where anyone can acknowledge love for anyone else ~ family members, dear friends, dogs and cats. Love is love, and today is the day for love.

I love my family and friends. It’s too bad I don’t have any cats or dogs because I have so much love to give and they’d probably appreciate the slobber I could give to them. (Or vice versa?) This post, however, is dedicated to my very own Husby.

We started dating in August. We were engaged to be married the following April. We married in October of that same year. It was a fifteen-month courtship that resulted in a happy, giddy, and very compatible relationship of over twenty-three years.

I remember a very special night at my apartment when Husby (then known as Cutie) first declared his love for me, and my heart soared to the moon and back.

You know how couples have “our song?” Well, the one played at the exact moment we discovered we were in love (because I played it on purpose) is what I believe to be “our song.” He doesn’t know the song unless he hears it, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t think it to be “our song.” But it’s my song of us, so that’s what counts here.

Listen, with lyrics below.

 

 

I used to trust nobody, trusting even less their words
Until I found somebody, there was no one I preferred
My heart was made of stone, my eyes saw only misty gray
Until you came into my life girl, I saw everyone that way
Until I found the one I needed at my side
I think I would have been a sad man all my life
I think I see the light coming to me
Coming through me, giving me a second sight
So shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
I used to walk alone, every step seemed the same
This world was not my home, so there was nothing much to gain
Look up and see the clouds, look down and see the cold floor
Until you came into my life girl, I saw nothing, nothing more
Until I found the one I needed at my side
I think I would have been a sad man all my life
I think I see the light coming to me
Coming through me, giving me a second sight
So shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
I think I see the light coming to me
Coming through me, giving me a second sight
So shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine

So with that I encourage everyone to express your love to everyone today (dogs and cats included).  Shine on!  And when you show your love I quote my favorite movie line ever…

“That’s wonderful!  Go and love some more.”Maude (aka Dame Marjorie Chardin)

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Fun parties, trick-or-treating, bobbing for apples and donning costumes.  Halloween is a favorite holiday for many.  Between the celebrations and sugar-fueled giggles, don’t forget…the hallowed are out there, but so are the souls not so lucky to be canonized.

Just for fun I thought I’d share one of the creepiest people reading a poem from one of my favorite authors.  I give you Christopher Walken reading The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe.

Stay Spooky!

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The Christmas season ended with the 12th day of Christmas on January 5th.

With all that’s been going on with me, my tree and decorations are still up this day. Tomorrow I’ll begin un-decking the halls. A sad day, indeed. But to remind you to keep Christmas in your heart the whole year, I give you Auntie B’s 2018 Christmas tree.

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Husby and I recently partook in a very special tour.  A Christmas tour.  A Christmas candlelight tour.  We didn’t have to travel far as The Fillebrown House is right in our own little town, and thanks to the White Bear Lake Area Historical Society we were more than thrilled to walk into the past…

This is the Fillebrown House (photo credit to the White Bear Lake Area Historical Society).  The “cottage” was built in 1879 on the shores of White Bear Lake in Minnesota.

I was born and raised in White Bear Lake and in all of my years I’ve loved this house, but had never seen the inside despite tours being available for years.  I didn’t know who the Fillebrowns were, but learned a bit about them when Husby and I attended the tour.

Quite frankly, I didn’t attend the tour to learn history, but to only, finally after many decades, see the inside of this house.  Yes, I learned some things, but my eyes were working much more than my ears during this tour.

Sara Markoe delivered some of the history of the house while the “tourists” held (battery operated)  candles to guide us through the dim, candlelit house.  Rheanna O’Brien was also aboard the tour, guiding us safely through the old house.

This post isn’t about the history of the house, although the walls are rich with stories.  Because I’m who I am, it’s all about the architecture and feel of the house.  I love walking through houses built generations before me.  The Fillebrown House gave me a cozy feeling I haven’t felt for quite some time.

The many narrow and winding staircases thrilled me…

A corner fireplace in the dining room, only found in an old work of architecture…

And the music.  In a house like this there had to be much music to while away the vacationing hours of the family and guests.  (The house was a getaway cottage for the Fillebrowns.)

An awesome pump organ…

And a beautiful Steinway grand…

Windows galore, for views of White Bear Lake, covered nicely with period lace curtains.  And a big, heavy, wide door, which leads out to the porch, which looks out onto the lake.

The whole feel of the place made me want to buy it, on the spot.

“What’ll you take for it?”
“Oh, it’s not for sale.”
“I’ll give you a million dollars.”  *Which I don’t have*
“No, sorry.”
“Two million”  *Which I don’t have*
*Tour guide shakes her head no.*
“Ten million, cash!  *Which, of course, I don’t have*
*Tour guide laughs*

I love this house and how it’s been maintained by the White Bear Lake Area Historical Society.

Because of the candlelight ambiance of the tour the house was dim and not too agreeable for my amateur photo taking.  Husby and I plan to go back in the summertime when the White Bear Lake Area Historical Society offers inside tours in addition to outdoor musical events and lemonade on the porch.

I’ve added the Fillebrown House to my list of dream houses.  Perhaps I can live in any number of my dream houses in future lives.  Maybe I love them so because I lived in them in past lives?

If you have the opportunity, take advantage of events at the Fillebrown House in White Bear Lake, MN.  You’ll be transported to a time of the glamorous lakeside cottage.

 

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