And He Walked Right By

So an amazing and wonderful thing happened to me yesterday.  As a family we ran on a quick errand to our local Home Depot.  (We are making a PVC Pipe Skeleton for Halloween!) Anyhow, while there we decided to split up.  Hubby went one way while the midgets and I went another. 

After a few minutes of gathering the items on my list I decided to bunker down in one of the aisles.  I knew that staying in the same spot would prove much more beneficial than wandering aimlessly in search of my honey.  

Staying put turned out to be a smart move and within a few minutes I notice my husband walking by.  He on the other hand didn't appear to see us.  Needless to say I yelped his name and he turned with a surprised look on his face. 

Now here comes the fun part...

My best friend in the whole world, who has seen me at my best and worst, and loved me regardless looked at me and said "You have lost so much weight that when I glanced down this aisle I didn't realize I was looking at you."  

Oh joyous day!  

It is officially the little moments in life that make my heart smile.  Although, rarely do those little moments directly revolve around me and my physical appearance.  But, after two children and large amounts of weight gain as well as loss, it was nice to have my sweetheart unknowingly offer me such a wonderful compliment.  

And the moral of the story is... 

"There is nothing more sincere than an unintended compliment."  

Thanks Babe

You totally made my day!

 

Happy Birthday J

To: My Best Bud,

"You already know I love you, but I like you because..."

• You are one of a select few that can make me happy when I am sad.
  
• We have special secrets, like... "we are locked in the sally port," I know you know what I am talking about.
• Together we have learned to turn any argument into something we can laugh about.
• We do fun things together.
• When I eat half of the chocolate cake, you will sit down and eat the other half.
• With you there will always be, motorcycle rides in summer, pumpkin patches in fall, hot chocolate and donuts in winter, and beautiful tulips in spring.
• You never hesitate to dance with our Little Women.
• You don't get offended when I roll over in bed.  You understand that it is not personal; I just need to roll over.
• Your actions on a daily basis show me how much you love me.
• Even when you want to be selfish you still give me the ding-dong that was covered completely in tin foil and if I really want a sip of your Horchota you are always willing to share.  You always scratch my back even if you don't want to, and take your socks off and share them with me when my feet are cold.
• You have taught me to enjoy the little things, such as spending time together while our little ones sleep.
• You choose to spend your days with me.
• You are my sweetheart and although you are not perfect you are perfect for me!

J.J. 

I love you!

Happy Birthday,

"Sweet P"

Slow Down You Move Too Fast

My life needs to slow down, it is suddenly moving way too fast.  I cannot deny that I appreciate the crazy nature of a busy life.  When things are back to back, structured, and scheduled I tend to accomplish more than I would otherwise, but the last few months are out of control.  

Every day seems to be blending into the next in a manner that I find distinctly unattractive. How grateful I would be for just a little more time to breathe, sleep, and think.  Then again, if I took more time to breathe, sleep, and think I would be spending less time appreciating, loving and enjoying the precious people that make my world turn.  

I guess for now I will just have to keep up the crazy pace and take it one day at a time. 

Note to self-

Try to remember not only to notice the flowers, but make an effort to stop and smell them whenever possible.  

Now get off of this blog/journal, yada, yada and go do something that really needs to get done! Homework/cleaning/loving/caring/breathing/sleeping. . . 

 

Why Can't...

Why can't. . . my special mommy kiss make it all better?  

Why can't. . . I fix it and make it go away? 

Why can't. . . we trade places at least for a little while? 

Why can't. . . I do more than observe from the side? 

Rest little one, mommy loves you and

 I am sure you will feel better soon.