The Next Morning 

I am writing this blog three voice text as I run on early Wednesday morning and the drizzling rain. I awoken to the update on my phone that somebody had died overnight in a three car pile up on Madison Pike. I’m not sure yet if I knew the person, and chances are that I do not. But that doesn’t matter. It’s still a person. It was a living soul.

It was somebody probably on his or her way home from work. Maybe even had Kentucky Fried Chicken in the backseat of the car to bring home to the family after a hard day at work and didn’t have time to cook. Maybe it was somebody heading to work. Perhaps it was just somebody out heading towards the mall to buy a new pair of jeans.

Worse yet… somebody’s child. A new driver. And somebody who is so excited about the right and the privilege to drive. With so much ahead in the future.

It’s weird how I often somehow secretly hope sometimes that I will read on and discover that drunk driving was the cause so that I can have something at which tobe angry. To give it a reason. A different emotion that I can harness better then the extreme sadness I feel when I wake up and read that.

Because then somehow we can all yell and scream and find somebody and some action to blame and ask the stupid questions of “why why why do you do that?”

But that doesn’t bring the person back.

A life that was lived less than 12 hours ago, is now over.

I’ve got miles to go before I rest.

10 Innocuous Little Things

10 Little Bitty Things That Won't Break Us

I have several intricacies which somewhat rattle my dear husband.  They won't be the death of us, but they are enough to leave him with a scowl:

10. I buy "US" magazine every week.  They lie around the house.  I just love Hollywood gossip.

9.  Whenever the featured "Scent of the Season" comes out at Bath-n-Body, I simply must have it.  So I do.  Now, multiply the months in a year, by fresh, sultry, sexy, exotic, relaxing, powdery, citrusy and merry….well, that's a lot of space under the sink.

8.  Always says I'm "pound wise and penny foolish".  I scream when a light is left on for no reason, but I'm first in line at the new fashion of BCBG.  Don't care if it's on sale.

7.  Water.  I drink water.  And water only.  The problem is, I don't do tap water.  So I am afraid of running out of water and consequently currently have 23 five-gallon bottles in my garage waiting to be imbibed.

6.  I like a good beer.  And therein lies the issue.  I hate cheap beer.  I only like the fancy stuff.  So I'll buy a 12 pack.  So that's not so bad, right?  Well, it is in his eyes when I take a sip or two, it gets warm on the couter and I chuck it down the sink.  Really gets him in a tizzle tazzle.

5. He's a night owl.  I wake up way before the crack of dawn.  Just how exactly did we even meet, anyway?

4.  Shoes.  Yeah.  I'm a lover.  I don't feel like explaining this one futher.  I mean, he did have his own closet built, so…it's all fair.

3.  I still love the soap-opery kinda shows on TV.  He doesn't.  So, it's a fight for the right channel.

2.  I every so often moan and groan about being the Florida girl who was ripped away from her beach life to the gray skies of February.  I did it all for love, and certain days of the year  I don't let him forget it.

1.  I put ice in my red wine.

We are still currently living in wedded bliss.  img_0922

 

Valentine’s Day…The Way It Should Be 

Nobody makes me smile like you do.

With just a look,

You can crack me up.

And when I’m in a bad mood,

You can make me laugh

My way out of it.

Not only are you funny,

You’re just plain fun to be with,

No matter what we’re doing.

For all the fun and funny moments,

The smiles and the laughter,

Thank you from the bottom

Of my heart.

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY ❤️