Category Archives: Marriage


A person or thing whose presence or behavior is likely to cause embarrassment or put one at a disadvantage. Not in this lifetime.

Would You Die For Her?

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Would you die for her?

I hear men say these things all the time:
I would jump in front of a truck for her”
“I would take a bullet for her”
“I would do anything for her”
But that is the easy part.
You know, dying for her.

Ask yourself these questions.
Would you rub her feet after a long day of work?
Would you eat the meal she cooked for you, no matter what?
Would you forgive her for doing something wrong? or would you seek revenge?
Would you hold her when she is sick and grumpy?
Do you think she is beautiful, all of the time?
Would you support her in anything she wants to do?
Are you sympathetic when it is “that time” of the month?
Do you put her needs before yours?
These.   These are the hard things.

I think I speak for most women.
“I would take my own bullet any day.
In exchange for feeling like a Princess everyday.”


Restless Nights


It’s not that his snoring keeps me awake, I’ve gotten used to it.  My thought process just never rests.  My imagination gets the best of me.  And I just don’t sleep well in general.

Sometimes, as I lay next to him, I wonder what is going through his mind.  Has he become part of a romantic dream where his arms are wrapped around me as we look out from atop the Eiffel Tower?   Does he envision  different scenarios of what our lives would be like today had we met sooner?  Does his mind wander off into a yes-no frenzy of unanswered questions? Or is he really just in a deep sleep?

Then at some point  his hand reaches out and touches me, almost as though its a habit, and I can fall to sleep for a few hours. Until his hand slips away and my eyes open.  And my imagination runs wild.   And I lay here wide awake, again.

November 3, 1967


Forty-six years ago today
You were a baby, a little boy
I’m sure you were a sweetie
Who brought lots of hugs and joy

You’ve touched alot of people
With your smile and your wit
Son, brother, husband, father
Our hearts you’ve surely lit

Now you cannot tease me
About being so much older
Age is not about birthdays
It’s in the eye of the beholder

I see you through my eyes
Each day you’re better looking
You’re strong and hot and sexy
And it is not from my cooking

You were such a little cutie
And I’m thankful everyday
That you are my husband
As we both grow old and gray

Happy Birthday Babe
May you have an awesome year
Don’t worry, I’ll always be older
But your just as old, Dear.

I love you.

25 Years!

This post is dedicated to my brother and his wife, who are celebrating 25 years of marriage today. Congratulations!  May God continue to bless your marriage!   I love you guys!


You both were so young
When you each pledged your heart
You promised each other
That you’d never part

First came Aaron
Then Zachary too
And then Kacey Mo
Your house was a zoo

You grew and you learned
Through good and bad weather
Family is important
You must stick together

With the ups and the downs
Of life everyday
You didn’t let anything
Stand in your way

A love with two faiths
While some would ask why
When it really mattered
You’d see eye to eye

You give and you take
And you laugh and you cry
You’ve persevered
While others don’t try

By example you lead
Your family comes first
With a positive outlook
Never assuming the worst

For twenty-five years
You’ve passed every test
I’m so proud of you both
And I wish you the best

You both are still young
And have so many years
To accomplish your dreams
And battle your fears

With the love and support
That you’ve found in each other
As the husband and father
And as wife and as mother

I’m sure that you both
will rock in your chair
And look at each other
When you have no more hair

He’ll think you’re beautiful
And she’ll think your hot
Even though your both tired
You give it a shot (wink-wink)

You laugh and you giggle
Oh the bond that you share
you both are so precious
what a wonderful pair!

The ABC’s


Always there for me
Because he thinks I’m worthy
Chasing my far fetched dreams
Desiring to make me feel special
Everyone needs a man like him
Freeing me from weakness
Getting my every thought
Happy just to be with me
I don’t know how I got so lucky
Just being a silly girl
Kind of a loner at times
Liking silence in the noise
Moving mountains for me
No one knows him like I do
Opening his heart to those in need
Protecting those he loves
Quitting is not in his vocabulary
Running is not an option
Sacrificing his needs for mine
Triumphant at all he does
Unaware he is so awesome
Vividly knows his purpose
Wanting the best for his family
X-rated in the bedroom
Yearning for happiness
Zany for his Dallas Cowboys

Perfection!  But for the letter Z.



I’m not normally one for flowers, would rather a nice steak, a new camera or a weekend rendezvous.   Yellow is my favorite color.  Seven Yellow roses …nestled with five red ones that signify each year of our marriage.   Now..that is sweet.

Correction 8/29/2013: So…my husband pointed out that it was 12 yellow and 5 red. I had to ask ..”Are you sure? Really?”…I should have known better. He’s always right ..sometimes. Thanks Babe!


The Proposal

img044What do you do when you are both in your forties and contemplating getting married, again, for the third time?  I must say he did it well.

I didn’t live with him, but he did propose to me in the house I helped him pick out.  The same place we would later call our home.   I was standing in the kitchen waiting to go out on a dinner date.  He was leaning on the counter and seemed to be a bit nervous.  He had a blue piece of paper in his hand and I thought to myself “… it can’t be divorce papers we weren’t even married yet …”   It was a poem he had printed from the internet.  When he read it aloud to me it didn’t matter that he hadn’t written it because I could feel the love he had for me.   He proposed and I told him I would have to think about it.  Haha. Just kidding.  I eagerly accepted.

Turns out it was a really good thing I had accepted his proposal.   Our pre-planned dinner date turned out to be a party at Baker Street Pub where we had our first meeting the year before.  He had arranged for friends and family to be there before we arrived.   I’m glad he was so confident that I would accept his proposal!

After a night of fun and celebration we went back to his house to wake up to a beautiful sunrise.  One I can never forget because now I get to wake to it every morning.

We were married in a small ceremony with family and friends four months later.   His two sons stood up for him. And my two sons stood up for me.  Both of us had lost our fathers earlier in life but we were both blessed to have our mothers with us.

That was August 22, 2008.  Five years ago today.    We have been through alot and will no doubt go through much more.  And although our story is not your traditional fairy tale romance, we definitely live up to that old cliche of saving the best for last!