My night with Sharon Corr (and about forty other adoring fans)

If you had the opportunity to see your favorite musician or music group perform in a huge venue with over three hundred screaming fans or in a smaller venue with 30-40 people which would you choose? …after last night, I prefer a smaller venue.

Back in 1997 I came across a group that I instantly fell in love with, The Corrs. Their combination of pop and traditional Celtic music was just amazing. In some ways their music was therapeutic, especially during a time when I was attempting to figure life out as a single mom, jumping back in the dating pool and trying hard not to let my inner demons overcome ME. I daydreamed many times while listening to Runaway imagining a love that wouldn’t be discovered for years to come, I shed tears when I would hear All the Love In The World and Forgiven but not Forgotten and their instrumentals such as Joy of Life would turn any rough day around.

I had always hoped to one day get the chance to see them, but when would I get the chance to go to Ireland or Germany or any place that they were touring? as luck might have it, Sharon Corr is currently in the States promoting her new album CD, The Same Sun and was coming to Little Rock, Arkansas. I knew that I just HAD to see her and knowing that she would be performing some songs from when she was part of The Corrs …there was no question what my hubby and I would be doing Saturday, March 8th.

I was beyond excited all day, not only was I able to finally get back into my skinny jeans (aka my Lucky Brand jeans) I was going to see Sharon Corr in concert and if I was lucky enough she would play Joy of Life!! …we arrived at the Ron Robinson Theater forty minutes before show time, I wanted to get a great seat… as we entered the theater we pretty much had our choice of many great seats…..we were the 3rd couple to arrive. We (hubby) chose the fifth row back smack dab in the center ( I would have liked to be front row) our seats were great. As time passed, I thought it was a bit odd that the place wasn’t getting packed because this was SHARON CORR of THE CORRS who was going to be performing in just a few minutes. I figured that the problem must have been due to the venue and time being changed a few weeks ago and those who didn’t get notified of this change were going to be disappointed when they would arrive at the original venue.

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Let me just say this, when she hit the stage in a beautiful red dress and started singing I was over the moon. I loved that there weren’t a lot of people packed into this theater. I loved the personal feel of it all ….. as my hubby said “it’s like going to some rich persons private party“, she was personable….silly….lovely and didn’t let the fact that instead of playing for hundreds of adoring fans she was playing for about thirty of her fans. She sang songs from her new CD as well as from her first CD…….she also sang some of my Corr favorites, one of which was So Young….I wanted to get up, dance and sing out loud but decided that I would save my dancing for later and opted to sing my little heart out instead!! time flew by so fast…..and before I knew it she was saying good-bye.

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I sat there in my seat a bit sad “she didn’t play Joy of Life” I thought to myself…….then everyone around me started yelling “ENCORE,ENCORE”….even the hubby pulled out his lighter and said out loud “hey it worked 30 years ago, come on pull your lighters out!”. The band came out and took their place…..and then Sharon came out and started to play the wedding song which flowed into another beautiful song and then she grabbed her violin and just played a few notes…..”OH MY GOSH!”….I tapped my husbands knee a few times, grabbed his hand and said “THIS IS THE SONG!! MY FAVORITE SONG” I took out my phone…I was going to video this, “why don’t you get closer to the stage” he whispered. I headed out of the row and moved to the aisle (closer to the stage) making sure I wasn’t blocking anyones view, with my phone in place I notice Sharon looking my way…..she smiled right at me. “SHARON CORR smiled at me and I have it on my phone” I said to myself!!  after a minute or so I headed back to my seat….the whole place was clapping and enjoying themselves, you could just feel the energy!!

It was amazing!!!!  I didn’t want the show to end ….. but it did. Once my hubby and I were back in our car I sent a text to my sister stating she HAS to go see her when she is at the Chicago winery later this month, then I put my phone away and as we drove out of the parking garage my hubby told me that he really enjoyed the show……

“She smiled at me when I was in the aisle….did you see her look over and smile AT ME?”, he grabbed my hand and said “yes Darlin I saw”.

Please take a moment to listen to Joy of Life ….. and if you get the chance to see Sharon in concert please see her, you will not be disappointed.

 

 

 

Making someones day …with coffee

I’m tired, I hardly slept a wink last night …with Lily (furkid) snoring and my husband and Dart (furkid) licking their lips in their sleep (in unison mind you) mixed with the occasional snore I found it really hard to drift off to dreamland.  I finally did manage to fall asleep sometime during the night maybe it was just from exhaustion or a moment of silence but I did sleep for a little bit ….but when I did, I had a horrible dream that I got laid off from work because some lady wanted my office. I know crazy, but it woke me up and left me feeling anxious and laying there listening to Miss Lily snore…at least she was getting some sleep.

downloadOn my way into work this morning I pulled into the Starbucks drive through and ordered a skinny vanilla latte hoping that it would be the jump-start that I needed. Sitting patiently in my car I noticed that the man in the car behind me looked as though he wasn’t having a good morning, he just looked plain grumpy. He kind of reminded me of Mr.Wilson from Dennis the Menace but in corporate clothes. He needed to smile, I thought and then I remembered the note my husband and I found on Valentines Day and at the bottom it said “maybe you can do the same for someone else one day”…..this was the day.

“That will be $3.50” the Starbucks employee said, I handed him a twenty and told him that I would like to pay for the man behind me, “just tell him to pay it forward some day, just to brighten someone’s day”. I pulled away with my vanilla latte and headed out of the parking lot.

HONK.HONK.HONK” I turned my head to see the grumpy old man waving at me and mouthing thank you…..and guess what…..HE WAS SMILING!!!

Deed done and it felt great!!

Hilarious First Date Story

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Have you ever read something that was so funny that it left you in tears? I came across a story about a woman talking about a first date; what started off as a sweet and totally romantic evening turned into extreme horror…..it’s pretty much every girls nightmare. Flatulence.

Girls… we have all been there, we eat a little too much during dinner, we fall victim to sharing a desert with our date ( or partner), any stomach gurgles get ignored because you think you have plenty of time before you have to use the bathroom……and then it hits, normally when you are in a passionate embrace or sitting quietly in his car staring into each others eyes……..that sharp gas pain. Your eyes start scanning the proximity for a restroom, you start thinking of ways end the date without having to tell him the real reason why you need to cut the date short, beads of sweat start to form….he assumes the sudden glistening on your face is because of him not because you have a war brewing in your stomach.

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Take a moment and read The Fart That (almost) Altered My Destiny and then come back here!!

~you’re welcome~  ….take a breath, wipe those tears!!

It was worth it wasn’t it?? I bet you passed on that story to all your girlfriends and co-workers right?…if not don’t you think they deserve a bit of laughter?

Do you have any horrific dating stories? 

 

 

 

 

My husband has George Bailey beat

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Just like our one year anniversary, I was left in the dark regarding any Valentine’s Day plans that he had up his sleeve. Days leading up to Valentine’s no mention of what we would do were tossed around; I just assumed we would go into town and have dinner.

Yesterday we slept in (we had the day off), I made my husband and the fur kids eggs and bacon for breakfast and shortly after breakfast was eaten and the kitchen was cleaned I settled on the couch and started to read a book. Hours went by and it was then that he came up to me and led me into the bedroom where the Valentine’s Day fun began (if you know what I mean), once the fun was had I went into the bathroom and that’s when he came in and told me that we were leaving in thirty minutes.

“Where are we going?” I asked. “You will have to see when we get there” he replied.

*intrigued and very curious*

I dressed, fixed my make-up , did my hair and threw a bunch of things in my purse (because I had no idea what was on the agenda) in thirty minutes flat…..I owe it to my mommy skills, I learned a long time ago to shower, do my hair, apply my make-up in no time, this skill has totally paid off many times.

We drove through the country side and headed up to Petit Jean State Park where we stopped off to get some yummy fudge, which totally beats any chocolate you find in a heart shaped box.  “Ok, are you ready to go home…that was it” he said.  I knew he was joking but followed suit “sure, I’m totally content with chocolate fudge” I smiled.

We headed east for quite some time, he asked me if I had any clue where we were headed and I really didn’t. I thought maybe we were going to visit the wineries up in Altus but I was wrong….we headed up to Mount Magazine, snow covered parts of the mountain…it was beautiful. We pulled into the lodge and made our way inside. “Did he plan a weekend get away? I didn’t bring any underwear, I guess I could go commando? I hope they sell toothbrushes in the gift shop” I thought.

He told me to go browse the gift shop while he spoke to the person behind the desk …… I tried to eavesdrop but was unsuccessful.  He told me minutes later that he did try to book a room weeks ago but they were already booked solid but we were going to have dinner here but had to waste sometime (since it was still early), so we went to the bar and had a couple glasses of wine. He kept talking about an event that we had to get to but didn’t elaborate, he was still keeping mum.

At six o’clock he told me we had to go so, I took a sip of my wine and I followed him upstairs… seriously trying not to trip with each step I took; one glass of wine I’m good any more than that my true klutzy self comes shining through.  Once we made it upstairs….we went outside to join up with a park ranger who had quite the fancy telescope.

“So do you know why we are here?” he said….. “uhm, no”, I answered. “What’s going on in the East?” he asked. “The sun is setting” I answered. “So what’s going to happen next?” …..this wasn’t the time for a little quiz, I was freezing and my brain doesn’t quite work with 2 ½ glasses of wine in my system. He saw that I had no clue and chimed in, “the moon is going to rise over that mountain as soon as the sun sets and we are here to watch it rise and see it up close through the telescope”. The park ranger began to tell us some moon facts as the moon started to peak over the mountain. This was the coolest thing I ever saw, yeah I’ve seen the moon plenty of times but not like this, we took turns looking through the telescope and admiring the beautiful view in front of us.

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After getting our fill of the moon we headed on inside the lodge for dinner. I stuffed myself silly and said no to desert. It was around 9:30pm when we headed home….I was tired but I dare not close my eyes, we reminisced about our day and how he had planned this whole thing weeks ago and listened to the radio until we couldn’t get a signal…..that’s when he turned on the cd player and hit track 7.

The voice of a female country singer came over the speaker singing a very beautiful ballad, “what a romantic” I thought. I listened to the lyrics:

I will give you my heart
until the end of time
you’re all I need, my love, my Valentine

Aww, I couldn’t believe it….he planned that….that’s something I would have done. “Who is singing?” I asked, he told me it was Martina McBride. As the song continued to play, he held my hand and then pointed at the moon.

“Thank you honey for such an amazing night, you gave me the best gift ever…..you gave me the moon, George Bailey couldn’t even do that!”

(for those who don’t know who George Bailey is he is from the movie, It’s a Wonderful Life)

A bittersweet birthday weekend

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Thursday seemed more like my birthday then my actual birthday which was Saturday, my co-workers spoiled me rotten with a delicious chocolate cake, lunch of my choice…. which was McDonalds, a hilarious card and a few gifts. I was also pleasantly surprised when I got an edible arrangement from my father. I admit his gesture did leave me a bit perplexed because my father doesn’t do things like this…..the message didn’t say “Happy Birthday”, just “Hope your “big day” goes well” from Daddy Jack.  No Love Dad, No Love Mom and Dad….just from Daddy Jack. Ok….well the gesture was nice and quite yummy.  Later that evening my daughter Ann finally arrived and I was not only relieved that she was home but that she arrived safe and sound…..although no parent wants to hear “I almost fell asleep a couple of times while I was driving” and when I heard those very words spill out of her mouth I made a mental note to give her my Starbucks gift card before she headed back to Nebraska on Sunday.

KittyFriday was a long day ….. I took our newest furkid, Penny (the stray kitty) to the vet only to find out that she is 22 days pregnant, “congratulations you are going to be a grandma” the vet assistant said as she gave me a picture of the ultrasound. I looked down at the picture and the only thought that I had was “Holy Shit, how am I going to deliver this news to hubby”.  The Doc came in and discussed several options…. “she’s still early along in her pregnancy that we can spay her still, just don’t wait too long”….he must have seen the look on my face because the subject just wasn’t something I wanted to think about….”I will have the nurse come in with some estimates”. Ok.   —– Long story short, Hubby made the decision to have her spayed, there was no debate or argument…it was just how it was going to be. I called the Vet and made the appointment (and made it clear that it wasn’t my choice, they knew) he took her in this morning.

Later that day we made the trek to Oklahoma (five hour drive), we were meeting up with his family to see his ailing mom. It broke my heart to see the sadness in my husbands eyes when he held his moms hand and whispered a sweet message in her ear …but instead of breaking down, I stayed strong…for him. Once his brothers arrived at the nursing home, I made certain that they were left alone with her…… my daughter Ann decided to make friends with some of the elderly ladies that were on the same wing as momma, one in particular really took to my daughter….her name was Lola and for the next couple of days when we went to visit momma….Ann made her way to Lolas room to spend some time with her. Ann really has a gift……the compassion and love she has for people is just amazing. She’s certainly not shy but she never was …haha…she just has always had this knack for striking up conversations with strangers.  After visiting with Momma, we joined the rest of the family for dinner at a steakhouse and boy I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into a good tasty steak and dive right into a fully loaded baked potato….see my ass has been on a diet for a couple of months, my goal was to lose 20 pounds by my birthday….I was 3 pounds shy of meeting my goal but I rewarded myself that night!!

This was the only picture taken of me this weekend. I would have smiled if I knew I was being photographed. :)  this is me and my niece playing a game on my phone.....Ann is busy texting her boyfriend and the hubby is yapping about something.

This was the only picture taken of me this weekend. I would have smiled if I knew I was being photographed. 🙂 this is me and my niece playing a game on my phone…..Ann is busy texting her boyfriend and the hubby is yapping about something.

Saturday (my 40th bday) morning I woke up expecting to see a head full of gray hair but when I looked at myself in the mirror all that came to mind was “fuzzy wazzy was a bear” my hair for some reason lost all its curl from the night before and now was a frizzy mess…….my curling iron and straightener were at home, 5 hours away so I pulled my hair back in a ponytail and did my best to calm the frizz.

I thought I would hear a “Happy Birthday” out of my husbands mouth when we first woke up….but I was wrong. It came an hour later in a mumbled tone…… I kept telling myself that it wasn’t about me today, well not while we were in Oklahoma, we would celebrate my birthday later in the evening when we got home.  We headed to the nursing home and spent a couple of hours with Momma, she opened her eyes a bit but that was all……I knew family would be coming by shortly so I gently washed her face, combed her hair, put lotion on her face and hands and spoke to her like she could hear us. After our visit, we joined the rest of the family for breakfast, made one last trip to the nursing home and headed home…..5 hours later we were back in Arkansas  (7 pm) , we decided to go to Anns favorite restaurant  here in town which has a huge seafood buffet and although I can’t stand seafood, we went because she doesn’t come out here often and plus it put a smile on her face…….so while the two of them ate shrimp, crawfish and other fishy food I had the salad bar and a few things that weren’t seafood related that was on the buffet. I just knew once we got home I could have a large slice of chocolate cake……so I was saving room for my desert.

Once home we were welcomed at the door by some very excited furkids, boy did I miss them!  when they were settled and fed, I checked my phone and saw that there was a voicemail from my parents…..I hit play expecting to hear both of them wishing me a Happy Birthday, but it was just the voice of my dad saying Happy Birthday.  It didn’t surprise me at all that I didn’t hear the voice of my mother saying “Happy Birthday”  along with my dad, that’s her…..she has her reasons for being who she is. It pretty much showed me that I made the right decision to forgo the Hawaii trip. Ok….it sucked, I had hopes that this year would be different…..I was hoping to take baby steps towards mending our very broken relationship, but who am I kidding. I knew better…..it made sense why my moms name wasn’t on the special delivery I received at work on Thursday from my dad.

I put my phone away and headed to the kitchen to devour a slice of cake…..and once that piece of heavenly goodness touched my tongue, I wished myself a Happy Birthday ….the only thing missing was a nice glass of wine to wash down the chocolaty desert.

New Years Resolutions and me don’t jive

I don’t make resolutions because I know by mid January my resolutions would be a mere memory it’s kind of like how I am during Lent, I say I’m going to give up bread or wine but a month later I find myself in mid sip or swallow and then a “ohh shit” comes out of my mouth.  (It’s not that I am not disciplined in my faith as some may think, but that’s for  a different post) Every year I do a reflection of the past year and of myself; I think of the things that I would like to tweak….things that I would like to accomplish and things that I need to eliminate from my life. Self reflection can be a humbling experience…. it is for me anyway.

I’ve made a decision to step away from a (20 + year) friendship that was just consumed of drama. I allowed her crazy lifestyle to affect me and I just can’t do it anymore.  Her lies …. Her toxic relationships … Her bad choices …Her twisted stories were too much….she was too absorbed in her own made up world that it felt like I was part of a new reality show. I couldn’t do it anymore…I’m starting a new chapter of my life and she won’t be part of it.

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(2 hours later)

Ok, well this self-reflection, no more drama in my life will have to start tomorrow because I’m beyond pissed off at the moment.

downloadI received and email from the hubby asking me to bring home the receipts for two of his Christmas presents that I got him, one was for a tool that he asked for and the other was something that I put a lot of thought into, I got him a GoPro so he can use while he takes his bike rides. I spent hours….days researching the best GOPRO to get him, I thought about the stories he’s told me regarding roads he rode on that were crazy dangerous, I remembered how many times he would pause a MotoGP race just to show me the view that was taken from the bike…scene by scene…his excitement just made me realize that this was the gift that I was going to get for him at Christmas.

I asked him if he was going to return the gifts, hoping he would say no….but that wasn’t the case. His reply was “Yes, I don’t have a need for them”.  I instantly felt insulted ….that gift wasn’t some fugly barney purple looking slippers, this was a cool gift that I put some good ass thought into it!!!  Tears started to fill my eyes as I typed him up a response. I kept it simple with no mention of the ugly slippers but I mentioned how him wanting to return the gift made me feel……of course he didn’t respond. I didn’t think he would.

I know I shouldn’t care, but I was so dang excited for him to open that gift. I actually was able to keep that gift a secret and me and secrets ……….well GIFT secrets are soooooo hard to keep!!!  His reaction when he opened the gift was of surprise and excitement………..nothing like my reaction to the purple monstrosities. I’m pissed off !!! I can understand about  him returning that tool from Home Depot but I don’t understand about why he wants to return the GoPro!! it’s a damn cool gift!!!

 

 

Our post Anniversary/Christmas Branson get-away

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I have been looking forward to this weekend for months, just getting away with my husband is always nice but normally it’s to Oklahoma to visit his family…..now we were headed to a place that was new to both of us. My co-workers had given me a few ideas, places to go….things to see, my boss actually told me about the place that we were going to be staying at. “You need to stay at the Chateau on the Lake during December its beautiful”, she didn’t have to convince me, one look at the website and I was sold….as well was the hubby “if that’s where you want to stay then book a room”. I was totally on it!!

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The hotel was not only beautiful on the outside it was absolutely breathtaking inside; from the decorations….garland hanging from railing to railing, Poinsettias everywhere you turn, beautifully decorated Christmas trees, stunning gingerbread houses and overlooking the falls was the prettiest nativity scene that I have ever seen……. ohhhh and Santa was there, just “hanging” around!

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Once we settled into our room and walked around the hotel taking in its beauty we headed into town. That’s when the fun began…well more  like “the shopping” began. We found a cute little shopping center called “The Grand Village” it was just adorable and oozed Christmas ………..I LOVED IT!!

“Honey….go shop, find some Santa’s to add to your collection, remember this is part of your Christmas present”

I left with 3 Santa’s and a cute plush penguin……and although things were on sale I spent I think over $200 on my new Christmas items, but he gave me that wink of approval.

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Next on our agenda was to see the Dixieland Stampede Christmas dinner show, all I can say was it was AMAZING!! I didn’t expect to cry but I did…more than once, the falling snow…..the story…..and yes they sang Silent Night which brings on the waterworks every time!! We weren’t allowed to take pictures so if you ever get the chance to see the show, please do …. and go on an empty stomach because they load you up on food!!

As we exited the show we walked by all the beautiful horses that were part of the show…..I saw one of the performers with his horse in the stall and what I saw just filled my heart with so much joy. He looked into the horses eyes said thank you and gave his horse such a loving hug….and not just once, three times. Just thinking about it gives me chills. It was just so sweet to see how much he appreciated his friend!

On Saturday we slept in till 8am, this is something my husband NEVER does…..he’s always up by 5:30 no matter what day it is. Once we were dressed and ready to start our day we headed downstairs and had a tasty breakfast and then it was off to see the Titanic museum, my oldest daughter told me that when she went it took her four hours to go through but she is a Titanic fanatic, it took us two hours. Next on our list was to go to Silver Dollar City which is an amusement park, not quite like Disneyland or Magic Mountain….it had a very old-time Knotts Berry Farm feel. While we were there we went on their steam sing a long train ride which at one point during the ride the train slowed to a stop and “Grandpa” told us the story of the birth of Christ….as he began the story; silent night played in the background and I was in trouble…..my eyes began to water…..”Jolene, think of something…sing something…..jingle bells jingle bells…shit, that’s not working….where are my sunglasses….uhhh I can’t cry, not on a train ride” I said to myself. I felt my husband take my hand and heard him sniffle…. it was getting to him too. Needless to say, you wouldn’t get this at Magic Mountain or Disneyland….Grandpa rocked it!!

We decided to take in a show and saw “It’s a Wonderful Life” …. it was either that or the Dickens Christmas Carol and I am glad we choose to see what we saw, I have always loved this story so to see it in person was just amazing. …………….after the show we were greeted by a sight that would take anyone’s breath away. There were Christmas lights everywhere…..on every building….on every tree!! I was in Christmas heaven!! They say there are five million lights through out the park!

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We stayed until the place closed…..we never changed into the thermals that we brought with us, I don’t know why….I think I was in that place where I didn’t care, the beauty in front of me was so overwhelming that the falling temps (30 degrees) didn’t bother me until we were in line to get on the bus to take us back to our car. Once back in our room, I think it only took me a few minutes snuggled up in bed to whisk off into dreamland……next thing I know it was morning and that meant that it was time to go home. I was ready though, we both missed the furkids and boy did they miss us…………..we were welcomed home with wet sloppy furkid kisses!!!

It was a wonderful weekend ……….. and to top it off, the Packers kicked some Bear ass!!!

(ok barely, but we won and that’s all that matters)

I’ve made a decision

At first I thought my gloominess was due to taking down all my Christmas decorations and saying good-bye to them for another year, I attributed my silent moments to just missing my children because this was the first year that we weren’t together for the holidays. It wasn’t until my husband and I were driving up to Branson Missouri when it finally hit me, “Shit, I’m going to be forty in a couple of weeks could this be why I’ve been in a funk?”.

I really didn’t expect for the gray gloomy age cloud to set in, I was ready to embrace this new age bracket with a smile……but that doesn’t seem to be the case anymore. I put down the sun visor, looked in the mirror “I don’t look forty, I don’t feel forty,  I don’t have wrinkles and that strand of gray hair will last for about a minute longer” I said to myself.

I tried to think of all those that I knew that were forty and fabulous……and wondered if they went through a mini meltdown when the BIG 4 0 crept up on them? I know that I was a mess for days before I turned THIRTY….I’m not lying, I cried…..I mourned my twenties…..I got a tattoo, yep a tattoo….while others would party it up, drink, go on a sex binge, I got a tattoo. I seriously don’t know why I was having such a horrible reaction, my twenties sucked!! I should have been happy to turn thirty and as the day approached I welcomed the day with the flu “Happy 30th Birthday to me”. (sad face)

Once my husband and I finally made it to Branson we decided to grab a bite to eat….I knew I had to some how pull myself out of my funk, because I couldn’t have this gray cloud hanging over me this whole weekend.

“Honey, I’ve been thinking….”

He looked up from the menu “anxiously” awaiting to hear what was going to come out of my mouth.

“So to bypass this birthday bug and to keep the funk away I’ve decided that since 39 was a good year that I will do it again. I don’t FEEL forty, I don’t LOOK forty, I don’t have wrinkles, so there’s no need for me to turn forty!” I said with a smile.

“Well, we have a problem…..I bought a huge billboard sign going into town that says “Happy 40th Birthday Jolene”

“Then change it….you can edit it” I played along.

“So it will be your 1 year anniversary of your 39th birthday again?” he said.

“Glad that you’re on board, I feel so much better” we laughed as we ate our lunch.

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He had me going all day~ Our One Year Anniversary

The hubby really had me going all day on Saturday, as I mentioned earlier he got me a package of toilet paper for our one year anniversary…..the man missed his calling, he should have been a comedian.

During the day he stayed in his PJ’s while watching college football, I did a few things around the house and read a book…..it was very relaxing, around four he looked over at me and said:

So what do you want to do for dinner….I wouldn’t mind having tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich?”

Seriously?? grilled cheese sandwich and soup?? I kept my frustration at bay…and remembered that we are going out of town in a few weeks to really celebrate our anniversary.

“Well, I thought we were going out to dinner….but if you would rather stay in we could”

“No, we can go out ….where do you want to go?”

“How about you choose, considering I always pick”

He got up off the couch, gave me a kiss and told me to be ready in a little bit.

I started curling my hair….. “I wonder where we are going, uhmm what should I wear?” I headed into the bedroom to ask him but noticed that he was sitting on the couch, still in his sweatpants and t-shirt watching football.

I didn’t say anything, I just came to terms with the fact that he really wanted to watch college football, so soup and grilled cheese would be on tonight’s menu.

5:20 pm 

I noticed the time and I was getting a little hungry…..the hubby stepped outside to have a smoke so I went into the kitchen and started frying up some bacon to put in his grilled cheese sandwich and placed the soup on the stove to warm up.

“What are you doing?”  he said.

“Making dinner….I just figured since you haven’t showered that you decided that we should just stay in”

“I told you we were leaving at six”

“Hmmmm, you never told me a time ….at four you said we would be leaving soon”

“We are leaving at six….so you may want to get ready” 

I finished up frying the bacon and then headed to the bathroom to freshen up, you know….make-up, hair, a spritz of pretty perfume. I still didn’t know where we were going so I was waiting to see what he was wearing before I changed.

He ended up wearing something other than jeans so I knew we weren’t headed to Chili’s so I put on something nice and gave the furkids a kiss good-bye.

Still being left in the dark regarding our destination, I figured from the direction we were heading that we were having dinner in Little Rock….which was a nice change. 35 minutes later we found ourselves trying to find a parking spot in downtown, I knew now that he was going to take me to one of my favorite restaurants, Ristorante Capeo….it’s a bit on the pricey end but it’s romantic and the food is divine.

“Ohhh no, I don’t think we will be able to get in without a reservation” I thought to myself. He opened the door of the restaurant and said;

“Are you surprised?”

“Yes…I am, but we may need a reservation”

“Honey, I made the reservation two weeks ago and made sure to get the little heart table in the corner..you know the one we sat at the first time we came. I told them it was our anniversary” 

He had this planned all along….the tomato soup/grilled cheese suggestion was just a rouse.

As we sat down at the table, I looked at him lovingly ….

“You’re such a romantic…I can’t believe you planned to take me here all along….what would of happened if I told you earlier that I wanted to go to Chili’s?”

“I would have told you that I didn’t want to go there” 

Our meal was scrumptious and the tiramisu that we shared was everything that I remembered, yummilicious!!! I got up to use the little girls room and when I made my way back to the table I noticed that he had gone outside to have a smoke, but on the table was a box wrapped in gold paper with a little red bow on top.

My heart melted….

I picked up the box and mouthed to him from the other side of the window

“Honey….really? oh my gosh…can I open it?”

“YES” he said with a smile.

I unwrapped the box, pulled out the little box from inside…..I opened it up and I didn’t know what to say…I was speechless. It was a beautiful diamond heart necklace.

“It’s beautiful…I love you” I mouthed to him …

“I love you too” 

Once he came back inside, I gave him a big kiss……

“Happy Anniversary Honey” he said.

“Happy Anniversary Dear….I love you”

What a year!!

flowers

“Thank you honey for the beautiful flowers”  I said to my husband as I admired the vibrant pink and white lilies that were just placed on my desk.

“I didn’t send you any flowers, it must have been your boyfriend”

“Nice try, you’re the only one that calls me Darlin’” I said.

“ohhh shoot”

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I can’t believe that on Saturday we will be celebrating our one year anniversary; it still seems so surreal  that I am actually married to this man. Ten years ago when we went our separate ways, I would have never thought that this would be our story, that I would be his Mrs. to his Mr.

I have always known that my heart was his but I never thought in a million years that we would find our way back to one another, shit how could it be possible when I lived on the west coast and him, on the east coast? Yeah I’ve heard of those couples that actually have made it work but long distance relationships and I don’t work. We did keep in touch throughout the years and I tried everything possible to make him a mere memory because just hearing his voice made me melt all over again …not to mention bring back memories of those hot and steamy nights, but nothing I tried seemed to work.

“You knew this whole time ….. well played, well played” I whispered to the big man upstairs as I put on my wedding dress, “did I really have to go through all those disastrous relationships to get to this point, couldn’t I  just have bypassed all those unnecessary roadblocks a few years ago?”   of course, I didn’t need to hear the answer…..I knew. We both had to walk our own path and experience the good, the bad and the ugly just to finally realize what our hearts knew all along. The past ten years we built the first layer of our foundation which was friendship…we didn’t have to fluff up our lives to one another, we shared it all. There was never any judgment, I never heard “why did you marry that idiot?”, he just let me live my life ( he did tell me once we were married that he secretly wished that my marriage to Mr.Crazy would fall apart) as I let him live his…..secretly cringing when he would tell me about someone he was dating.

This past year was definitely an experience; it is true with what they say about the first year of marriage always being the toughest. I wouldn’t say it was hard….it was an adjustment, we had to learn to work as a team ….to rely on one another, to have faith in love and to say “I’m sorry” even if it meant that we would be eating crow for a day or two. I had to learn that just because we may have been not so nice to one another that he wasn’t going to leave, that he made a commitment to me and wasn’t going anywhere.

I love this man ….. I always have.

I can’t wait to see what this next year has in store for us!!