Thursday, February 28, 2013

Meet my boyfriend.







He holds my hand...always...and I never have to reach for his first.
I catch him just staring at me...and not like I'm crazy.
He kisses me...and not just hello or goodbye...even when I'm crying and my nose is all runny.
He pulls me close... and dances with me to no music...except for when he sings to me.
He goes to the Arby's with lemonade...even if it is further away.
He asks me things like " Can we have a garden in our backyard, or do we just want to make it an awesome space for the kids to play?"...just first thing in the morning.
He tells me he loves me...and often.
He gives me his t-shirts to wear...even right off his back... because he knows I love the way he smells.
He opens the door for me.
He fixes my cell phone, tv, laptop...whatever the technology may be that is driving me insane at the moment.
He looks for mice hiding in my truck.
He can make me smile...even when I don't want to.
He offers to make me breakfast every time I stay the night...even though he knows the answer will be no.



Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Meet our sweet new fur baby, Luna (aka Lulu). Our dogter, if you will. She is a St. Bernard / Retriever mix. She is such a cutie and so smart.


Gotta love a good doggy video.





Sunday, February 24, 2013

Three days before Christmas 2012 I walked away from a life that I had worked very hard to keep together for 13 years. A life with a hard working, pretty hot husband ( Bruce Willis H-O-T, but hey, looks aren't everything, right?) who was content to pretty much ignore me all the time, two gorgeous, amazing, fantastic children who currently, and heartbreakingly reside with their father, and then there were our beautiful fur babies. Two awesome Bernese Mtn. Dogs. It wasn't a bad life from the outside looking in. I worked hard to keep it that way too. It came at a cost though. Losing myself. Becoming unrecognizable to myself.

That is the past though, and I have found that as much a part of me as that past is I need to move on. Start fresh. New dreams. New goals. New love(s)? New challenges. New attitude. New life. New blog. 


I am sooo excited about this new blog! It is going to be my happy place. No negativity allowed. No mean people allowed.