Sunday, February 26, 2012

Happy Anniversary Little Blog.

I've been writing for two years. This little blog is two years and two days old, it feels so weird. This blog holds posts that are difficult to read, ones that I look back and remember where I was and that it was hard, it holds posts filled with optimism, posts that make little to no sense, all of what is in it is authentic and holds it all.

It holds thoughts that I have yet to be able to verbalize. This blog, this tiny blip in the world of internet, this mine.

When I was in grade school I loved poetry. I would sit and read, I understood it and it understood me. I sat in my room with my notebook writing poems because it seemed the best way to get my thoughts out. My feelings would pour onto the paper and lift of my shoulders.

That is what this little blog has become. My notebook. The pages are filled with my thoughts and feelings, it eases my spirit. Two years.

Seeking Adventure.

My stomach turns as I sit here on the couch, I am not sure if it is because I haven't eaten yet today or because I am actually just feeling sick. I have a sneaking suspicion that I may just need to eat. I get in these moods sometimes, where I just want to sink into the couch. I have been in this mood for a few days and as much as I feel like that now I feel like I have to get out of it, I have to seek an adventure. I need to do something besides checking my Facebook repetitively or finding things on the internet that need pinning.

Today I am going to seek adventure, I am going to go out and find something to celebrate. Today I am going to seek God and see his glorious world, creation, children. Today I am going to have a great adventure. I am going to celebrate this moment in time, I will live in this moment. For these moments will soon pass.

Tomorrow comes quickly, so why wonder about it. Instead today I will be here.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

My Valentine

He is kind. He is compassionate. He is sweet. He is funny. He is so very smart. He is charming. He is empathetic. He is typically a good listener. He can be ever so romantic. He loves me through and through. He is my husband, and he is all mine. I am so very blessed. 

We have been with one another for over five years and have been married about half that time, boy what a marriage it has been. I am one to be very honest, marriage can be difficult but it is so very rewarding and for the most part it is fun. I get to spend so much time with my best friend. He knows me so very well. We enjoy having picnics, going for walks, finding new burger joints, having lazy days watching movies and favorite T.V. shows - I make the popcorn, and just on the whole spending quality time with one another.

So to my dear Valentine. Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for being so kind to me. Thank you for charming me, and not some other girl. Thank you for making me laugh, holding me when I cry, being with me in all those moments
. Thank you so very much for loving me.

I love you my dear.

Sincerely your wife,

Friday, February 10, 2012

Oh...Life is Beautiful.

I am a morning person. I go to bed early and wake up early. I sit sipping tea and eating porridge and listening to birds slowly decide it is time to wake. I smile as I hear the sweet sighs of my sleeping husband in the other room. Oh....Life is Beautiful.
As I wake my little cat calls to me excited that I too am now awake. Often times bringing my a little toy mouse that I can throw for her to fetch. Eventually she curls up on my legs as I surf through my sites on the internet. I quite enjoy my morning friend.

As time drifts by I start to hear more and more cars pass by our apartment on their way to work and the birds singing becomes part of a larger song of the business of the morning. I love my slow mornings and know that someday they wont be so slow. So I'll enjoy them now.

As a young child I used to sit on my fathers lap and eat porridge with him in the mornings. Even though he lives so far away, sometimes in the morning while I eat my porridge I think that maybe he too is eating porridge and we are enjoying it together. Weird how a such a simple memory triggers things and becomes much less simple and so much more lovely.

The rain has been falling for a few days and I am really looking forward to the lovely blossoms we are bound to get someday soon.

Happy Weekend,

Thursday, February 2, 2012

You Have Got To Read This: Yuck, A Love Story

Have I ever told you that I am one of those people who will pay extra for a hardcover book? What to know why? Not just because I feel it will last longer and stand up to the wear and tear for children but I also feel the need to be able to read the title of the book when it is sitting on the shelf. I find I get irrationally irritated when I have to pull out a book from the bookshelf just to read the name. I  have occasionally grabbed a book thinking it was the one I wanted only to find out later when I pull it out of my backpack that I actually grabbed the wrong book. I am not sure if I am the only one out there with this weird obsession or not but either way when it comes to my book buying I will always prefer the hardcover. 

That said, here is a lovely hardcover book that my mom bought my a few years back that I may be slightly in love this.

This book is so sweet. It really captures the childhood crush perfectly. The whole "I like you so I am going to pretend I am not interested and do nice things for you and be mean to you all at the same time" thing is so true and real, at least it was for me. Although it is a children's book I would say the theme is quite an adult one. Not to say that it is bad for children, no it is a great read for children and I read it to children often, I'd just say that it speaks to adults just as much, if not more, than it speaks to kids. It really is a fantastic little book with a sweet message about love.

On top of the sweet story it also has lovely illustrations. The pictures are bright and colorful, they are cheerful and for some reason remind me of my childhood. They just bring me right back to my home on Minter Street. I am a big fan or Marie-Louise Gay.

Don Gillmor may just be my new favorite romantic writer, I'll have to do some research on other books he has written and see if there are an more love stories.

So, if you have some free time this week and you feel like a love story pick this one wont be disappointed.