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Wordless Wednesday

Husby’s “Our Song”

Apparently “our song” is an subjective thing. It could be the song playing at your first kiss. The song playing at the wedding dance. As I stated in my last post it could be the song playing when you first knew you were in love. BUT…

I’m just one part of a couple in love. Husby sort of remembers some of the songs I feel to be important markings of the milestones of our relationship, but he has his own musical milestones. There’s a song he loves and thinks it describes us. While I don’t believe it to be a song describing us in the midst of our courtship, after twenty-three years of marriage and the circumstances in which we got together…hell yeah. This song is SO us!

Listen and read the lyrics below.

She don’t like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She’s my baby, I’m her honey
I’m never gonna let her go
He ain’t got laid in a month of Sundays
Caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies
He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen
He’s my baby, I’m his honey
I’m never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves we’ll end up a-sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds, honey we’re the big door-prize
We’re gonna spite our noses right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big ol’ hearts dancin’ in our eyes
She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when she shaves her legs
She takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’
I’m never gonna let her go
He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
A whacked-out weirdo and a love bugged junkie
Sly as a fox crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he’s a-howlin’ at the moon
He’s my baby, I don’t mean maybe
I’m never gonna let him go
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We’ve still got hearts in our eyes.

Our Song (Sort Of)

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)

Wordless Wednesday

Letter To A “Worrier”

Dear Cindy,

Hello!  I’m alive and well.  I saw your blog post and decided to write a letter letting you know what’s been happening with me.  Last time we connected was right before Christmas, no?  Well, that’s when I fell off the face of the blogosphere, so let’s just say then.

I had a really fun time doing the song challenge in November but then, all of a sudden, my blog reading and writing became nonexistent.  However, some stuff has happened to me in the last couple of months.  Here are some highlights.

My gouged finger has pretty much healed.  I have a dent in the pad of my finger, it’s still sensitive and the skin seems “new” rather than “scarred,” but for all intents and purposes, it’s back to normal.

The Christmas season was filled with lots of activity ~ shopping (which I hate), gatherings (which I love), and shenanigans (thanks to our full-grown nephews who continue to make me laugh every time I see them).

My cute, vintage angels, spelling tidings of good cheer.

 

My cute, vintage angels now exclaiming (in Spanish) the victory of Christmas?  Thanks Paenney and Fojo, for your word scrambling (and letter hiding) prowess.

 

Our nephews pull shenanigans, that’s for sure.  But they also saved us eleventy-thousand dollars a year by buying me and Husby a smart TV for a Christmas gift, allowing us to cut that dang cable once and for all.  Husby and I are now in the 21st century, bingeing on old-time favorites and brand new TV shows and movies.  Which is probably why I haven’t blogged in a while.

Right before Christmas I lost a great consignment gig.  A heartbreak for me.  I was with the shop for over a decade and poof ! I was history.  Amazing how agendas and skewed visions can be so personal, yet be disguised as a business decision.  Oh well.  Nothing I can do about it except pick myself up, brush myself off, and start all over again.  I’m still working on gaining strength to do that start-all-over-again thing.  I will not be intimidated by anyone who doesn’t know how to smile!  Despite my business and emotional bruises, I will survive and thrive.

Husby and I are doing fine.  In fact, just today, after weeks of excruciating hip pain, my right hip joint cracked.  Audibly.  My mobility has not been this great in many weeks!  Yay for positive joint alignment!

This week my dad celebrated his 87th birthday.  He and my mom treated the family to a lovely lunch at one of their favorite restaurants, and Charlotte provided the venue for post-lunch presents and cake.  Mom made Dad’s favorite angel food cake, accompanied by strawberry ice cream and chocolate milk (the chocolate milk being a birthday tradition in our family).

 

“Damn near 90” ~Dad

With that, I’ll tell you things are going okay in Minnesota.  The concerns and “worries” you expressed about me (and others) in your blog post touched me .  It’s not often that one knows they are missed, and when that’s expressed it means so much.

I’m grateful for you!

Love, Sara

 

This letter was written in response to a blogger who mentioned me in a post about bloggers gone missing (after she was temporarily one of them due to technical difficulties).  I’ve been behind in my blog reading and writing, and while trying to catch up I read one of Cindy’s blog posts from earlier this month and saw my name.  Not only did the mention of my name make me feel like a real, live person who could be noticed as not present, it made me feel like getting back to my blog (and other) writing.  Blog friends are real friends!

 

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