Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Why I love my husband... and sometimes don't.
T is a great man. He is. He is generous and kind. He is an AWESOME father. He cooks and he cleans with out me having to ask. He works two jobs so that I am able to stay at home with the boys. He is a hopeless romantic and tremendous gentleman. He brings me chocolate and roses unprovoked. Rubs my back for extended periods. He treats me with respect and seems to value my opinions even when they aren't close to his. He gives more than he takes.
He is however... male. As much as I hate to say that while raising two more little men, its true. Sorry guys. I don't think there is a woman out there that has ever been married to a man that doesn't know what I mean. They really are just a different breed. Its a good thing they're so cute.
He is however... male. As much as I hate to say that while raising two more little men, its true. Sorry guys. I don't think there is a woman out there that has ever been married to a man that doesn't know what I mean. They really are just a different breed. Its a good thing they're so cute.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Dinner with the girls
Went out tonight with two of my favorite girlfriends to "The Melting Pot". Super yummy fondue place. Its always so nice to get out away from the house for a bit. Even better with good friends.
I got home and got to thinking about the different places I lived growing up and the different friends associated with each place. It was always really hard for me to make friends. It still is. I'm a bit of a bull in a china shop, so to say, with most people. Not really sure why. I have had people tell me I am intimidating because I am tall (6') or because I am quiet. That never really made much sense to me. Shy = scary? Maybe its my sense of humor. The only persons I know that gets it on a regular basis is my sister because she has the same sense. Maybe its my aggressiveness. Maybe I really am just a weirdo.
I would love to say that it has gotten better as I have gotten older but I can't really say that it has. I think back on all the friends I have lost touch with or had falling outs with and it makes me nostalgic. Not really sad, no one wants to lose a good friend. Just chapters closed I guess, as corny as that sounds. Some of those chapters have been reopened and closed several times and thats great too. I'm just glad to have met and loved them all at some point.
As for now, I have my two "girls" and we are gonna have a hell of a good time.
I got home and got to thinking about the different places I lived growing up and the different friends associated with each place. It was always really hard for me to make friends. It still is. I'm a bit of a bull in a china shop, so to say, with most people. Not really sure why. I have had people tell me I am intimidating because I am tall (6') or because I am quiet. That never really made much sense to me. Shy = scary? Maybe its my sense of humor. The only persons I know that gets it on a regular basis is my sister because she has the same sense. Maybe its my aggressiveness. Maybe I really am just a weirdo.
I would love to say that it has gotten better as I have gotten older but I can't really say that it has. I think back on all the friends I have lost touch with or had falling outs with and it makes me nostalgic. Not really sad, no one wants to lose a good friend. Just chapters closed I guess, as corny as that sounds. Some of those chapters have been reopened and closed several times and thats great too. I'm just glad to have met and loved them all at some point.
As for now, I have my two "girls" and we are gonna have a hell of a good time.
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