i flip like a pickle

"..im a lucky guy to have a woman that

cares and loves me the way you do.."

me and garrett honestly rarely feud about anything major

it's always minor silly things

..like how i flip fried dill pickles in the grease..

see, so silly, right?

we make-up easily though and usually end up laughing at ourselves

life is too short to fight;

time is love

and that be the bible of the blues

the other night me and garrett decided to attempt to improve

our fried dill pickle recipe

this time, they were going to be spicy slap you in yo' face fried dill pickles

they were good

but they did not reach our high expectations

they were lacking that "jackie chan kick"

we must have used half a bottle of cajun seasoning

i don't understand

& im still searching for a better recipe

but in the meantime, let me finish..

garrett is sweet as sugar

and i love him to pieces

but when he bosses me in the kitchen

..i flip like a pickle..

he meant well and he was only trying to help bless his sweet heart

and i love him for that

he now quotes:

" i will never tell you how to flip a pickle ever again"

and

" i will stay out of the kitchen"

: )

now i get tickled when i think of pickles

i love that man

im going to marry him

i see the stars and i am humble

it's in the way the stars light up the sky

as to why i am so mesmerized by the nigh

it's in the way the wind sweeps through the moonlight in such sweet symphony

i see the stars and i am humble on my knees

my eyes become confused of which two stars to match

oh, this is the closest piece of heaven i have and i want it to last;

last until i become like a star in the nigh

and when i do, you won't have to look too high

surely, you will see me for i will shine far greater than even the northern star

and when you think of me, i won't really be that far

there, i will dangle beneath the cotton clouds on Gods swirly canvas

He will paint me in the night, everynight for you to see

and when you look, you won't have to look too high

i will shine for you in the night sky
and my love will radiate through my light



oh my, my, my

oh my, my, my

how i love that chesser sky

oh my, my,my

i heard you sigh

even the sweetest words will make you cry

will you marry me?

will you be my wife?

i will marry you everyday for the rest of my life

we will plant a garden in each others heart

it will never grow weary if we love it from the start

oh my, my, my

here comes our life

i have waited for you my entire life

and how lovely it is, you chose me to be your wife



catapult my heart

when i was a little girl

i dreamed of being a figure skater

when i discovered my voice

i dreamed of being found

i've grown into a woman now

and i have accompanied a few other dreams along the way

no, i never became a figure skater

and my voice never made it to nashville

..but..

its the dreams that you truly dream

within your heart

that shine through at last

watch

wait

be patient

see

dreams sprouting deep down from your soul

and you never knew they were even planted

they suprise you

catapult your heart in a new direction

the direction you were meant to travel all along

and that is when you know you are

living the dream

we're engaged!

"life is full of snap shot memories

and im a firm believer in writing down as many snaps as possible"

last night caught the beginning panoramic picture of our life

beautifully
im already crying and i haven't even started yet

happily happy tears are the tears my eyes cry

im going to marry the guy that caught my blue eyes in that restraunt that night
i felt drawn to you
i even contemplated finding you and telling you my name like a crazy person would
just so you would know i was on the same planet as you
here i am
which you already knew because i saw you staring while i tossed peanut shells over my shoulder
the love bug bit me hard
i knew i would see that guy again
and i did
God works in mysterious ways
im going to marry the guy that stole my heart on that park bench under that big tree
 in natchez overlooking the mississippi river
we both said that was the best date we had ever been on that night
and it was
im going to marry the guy that i fall more and more in love with everytime he is near me
you are my life now
your the first thought that comes to mind when i wake up each day
and the last thought when i close my eyes for the night

last night you took me back to natchez

cock of the walks famous cornbread, you, fried dill pickles and an exciting "firework show"
was what i thought would be the highlight of the night
i had no clue what was coming
at all
we sat on that park bench
it is "our spot" in the world
uncontrollable hiccup fits are always expected
but i never expected to see you kneel on one knee before me under that chesser cat moon
and hear such beautiful words run past your lips
at nine-thirty you realized you couldn't wait any longer
to tell me that i was your new years resolution
to make me happy for the rest of your life
i have always dreamed of that special moment
but this was beyond any dream i have dreamt before
i will always remember that night
you and i eating our to go box of fried dill pickles while we waited for the new year

im looking down at my ring right now and smiling
i want to make you happy for the rest of my life

we have something worth keeping around for a long, long time
we may have to eat a few burnt suppers at first but i will figure it out
you won't miss a single head scratch as long as you will watch armaggedon with me
every now and then
i promise



i love you past the stars



you are my blessing



i don't mean to brag

but im happy

& i don't like to say im lucky;

im blessed

luck is when you find something you lost at one time in your life

like the back to one of your diamond stud earrings

that old sweater you wore out the stitchings to

your favorite silk scarf that you have been missing

i didn't lose anything

and i don't like to compare the way i feel to a "lucky penny" i found lying on the sidewalk in the sunlight

because you can find anything right before your eyes

its what you find in your heart that is real

i gained something instead

a blessing

you are my blessing

your big heart shines through everything you do

never change

you are a good man

(and thanks for making me paint my neglected toes last night)

i love you joseph garrett

happy two years and four months!

my kaleidoscope daze

i always regain a sense of humbleness when i gaze up at the night sky

it seems to always remind me how great He is

and how small i am

even the moon is aware of its uncomparable size

im mesmerized

somewhat in a kaleidoscope daze

as i wonder through my eyes that even a telescope could not define

it is a breathtaking moment that can only be felt with true intent

its like that of a prayer that makes its way past the roof toward the heavens

making careful assurance that each star feels every stitch of gratitude

how many stars could there possibly be?
and this is only a small portion of which i can see

what a fool i am to overlook such beauty

while as i lay asleep dreaming, countless stars look over me

 we feel sadness when we lose who we are

yet we see beauty in each fallen star

11.11.11

today is a very special day because it is..

veterans day

&&&

national heavy metal day

so get your rock on

im thankful for my pawpaw

who served for our country

sweetest old man i know

what would you choose?

sometimes an object is just

an object...

...and sometimes it's so much more.

this was an article that i found in a magazine i was thumbing through today and it really struck my fancy. in this article, five writers describe the meaning hidden within 5 everyday things that they cherish.

these five objects were objects that you wouldn't expect, but they are objects that they hold dear, and they all reveal a story behind them. sounds like something i would read, right? i know, i just love it!

so your probaly wondering what 5 objects they chose, here they are:

1. a deer carving

2. a red checked apron

3. silk long underwear

4. treasure chest

5. anniversary pearls

they all have long, detailed beautiful stories that i would love to share, but it would just take eternity for me to write them all down because i believe every single detail is important and i would have to write it ALL down, so im just not even going to do it. but, the point is.....

i want to make my list of 5 things, and i hope i inspire you to do it as well so here is mine:

(no particular order of course)

1. hand-written journals: i have always been the girl to keep a journal, even though to some it may seem silly, i think it is very important. you go through life and only think the big things matter, but sometimes the little things are the things that matter the most. you should write those little things down, look back on them when you need them and smile or even cry a little.

2. my trusty pair of black high heels: if i am ever in doubt on the choice of shoe to wear, i always grab my pair of black ruffle top high heels. it doesn't matter what outfit, they always do the trick, so yes i cherish them.

3. my blue willow china collection: there is just something about those blue and white plates, i just adore them, always have. my collection is small, but it's growing everytime i find a new piece in one of my favorite downtown vendor shops.

4. hallmark cards: i keep every single handwritten hallmark card i get from garrett. i love to pull them out and read them every now and then. he really takes time to write out every word and i just eat it up.

5. my star necklace: it's a very dainty short in length silver necklace i wear around my neck almost everyday. i love, love, love it.

so there you have it, whew that was tough guys!

mine all mine

i hate that i have been such a weekend pooper for garrett due to redrum, but he is such a champ about it. and he always knows just what to do to make me feel better like, taking me out for hot wings. see, hot wings is our thing and he loves that about me because most girls can't handle them, but i can! i can kick some hot wing azz!

we cooked these hot wings together

so back to it, i have pretty much been subjected to bed all day with these killer cramps, and i don't mean to be a whiner but i feel like ca ca pooey!


and i wasn't intending on writting about my cramps so much, i swear i have a moral to this story.. 


garrett called me earlier to check on me, and he offered to go buy me some extra strength midol. is it silly of me to think at that moment, how much i love him for that? im so thankful for those little moments because it reminds me how much i truly love him, not that i have to be reminded at all. i know exactly how much i love him.

he is so good to me in so many ways.. i don't even think i can write them all down because there are so many, i could only try.

he wants to know exactly what i think about this and that, he cares about how i feel and that is something i have always needed. and he knows when im feeling uneasy about something, i don't even have to say a word. i don't always tell how i feel about things, it's one of my weaknesses i suppose & it is something i need to work on, but he knows me so well even so.


like just the other day we were looking at a house together. it was gorgeous, he loved everything about it and so i did i. and it's a big deal when we agree on a house, because im kind of picky, but i would live anywhere with him, honestly. i would live in a card board box with no question about it. and it seems like something only a complete nut case would say, but when you love someone, it doesn't seem so crazy at all. anyway, there wasn't a thing wrong with it, except it was way too big once we took a look inside and it was pretty far from town not to mention. there was so much space, and i thought to myself, how in the world could we furnish this whole house, and how many kids would we have to produce to fill up all of the bedrooms!? it overwhelmed me, even scared the shet out of me and he knew it. 


& he doesn't know it, but i pay close attention to how well he plays with my little 5 year old nephew, brayden. when he's getting shot by his toy shotgun dying 10+ times and rolling down towards the floor to his pretend death, or showing brayden how to build the best tower from building blocks. brayden eats it up with a spoon! and he talks about garrett all the time. so from what i can see, he's going to be a great daddy someday. & i never got the opportunity to meet garretts daddy, but i can imagine he is a big part of who garrett is today.

he wanted to run into walmart one night, and of course i was in heels and i had to pee so bad i was holding my breath, i couldn't hold it any longer. so he decided he would walk with me to the bathroom, then watch me walk back to his truck which was pretty far down in the parking lot. he could have easily tossed me the keys and went on his merry way, like any other guy would, but instead he watched me walk all the way back to his truck. he wouldn't let anything happen to me, i feel safe with him.


natchez nite

or when our friends don't want to have anything to do with us sometimes, he says things like it's okay you have me and i have you babe, that enough friends for me..

he changes out my break pads
even when they are really,
really
bad.

he spoils me, and i spoil him back by letting him lay his head in my lap while i give him a head scratch.    


 there are so many little moments while we're together that i can't help but feel i could spend the rest of my life doing those things with him, and never growing tired of it. it warms my heart and brings me back to one of our first dates sitting on a parkbench in natchez conversating for the first time. that was the best date ever, i could have sat on that park bench with him all night. & i could write a book if i keep going, but i won't because some memories are mine all mine. : )

love, me

in just a few hours me and garrett will be dating two years and 1 month. seems a lot longer though to me.. it's funny how you meet someone and you feel like you've known them for a lifetime, but in reality you haven't known them very long at all compared to the length of a "lifetime". where has he been all my life? and why couldn't i have met him sooner? 


 there's so many memories in my past i wish he could have shared with me, pictures i wish his face were in,.. so many parts of his life i wish i could have been apart of.  that's just life.. but i just feel so blessed to have met him when i did, he's pretty amazing. i couldn't imagine being with any other guy, honestly.


he loves me like i've never been loved before, he's special and one of a kind, and i love him so very much.


he treats me like im supposed to be treated. he spoils me. but the good kind of spoilt.


he's like that dress i find that fits just right. that dress that makes me sparkle in a crowded room and he makes me look amazing. how's that for a metaphor?


 i can remember the first time i saw him at that restraunt. he caught my eye like no one has ever grabbed my gaze before and i just wanted to stare, and  i tried not to! i didn't know who he was, i had no clue, but i knew i would see him again. and you can't tell me God didn't have anything to do with that, because i believe He did.


i was so worried i wouldn't see that guy again.. and now im his girlfriend of two years. love is silly, and has a mind of it's own! love knows just when to "jump-in" and always has perfect timing. and i love every bit of it.


and you know that it's love when you see a person, for only the person they are inside.. not for their past, no you don't even think of their past, what past? and when you forgive, you forgive quickly. or when your sorry, your truly sorry almost instantly because you love that person so much, nothing is worth fighting over.. no fight is worth destroying something so great. and you love, easy. it just comes easily.

love isn't just a word, it's a feeling and it's real when it's right

jar of buttons

have you ever paid attention to all the little things you see in old vendor stores? have you ever, really stopped in you footsteps and looked. well, that is what i did oneday. Its an eye-opener and i believe everyone should do it. pretty humbling. take a day to yourself, you don't need any money, and walk into old downtown vendor shops. vendor shops are everywhere, you just have to look for them. you will be amazed at the treasures and trinkets you will find! i was!


so, the first little shop i went into i found some pretty wacky/weird things, but that's what is so exciting about it! im sure the lady at the check-out counter was staring, because some of the things i found just made me giggle, outloud! you find things like, old antique clothing from the 20's, books that smell like the 20's and look as old as methuselah, china cabinets full of tiny clowns and not to mention dust (who knows how old it may be), old antique coca cola signs, rusty vintage bicycle tires and so on..

the second shop i wondered into was even better, i found a frog soap dish. yes, it is just as it sounds, a BIG fat frog with a BIG fat mouth that eats your soap! and i thought, "not sure i want that little guy staring at me while i wash my dishes, not to mention getting my hand anywhere near him!"


scary right?


i found a jar of buttons. this one caught my attention. who would buy this tiny jar of buttons i thought!? i imagine an old lady will buy it. another one's trash, another one's treasure? maybe so. i wish i would have bought that little jar of buttons now.

i found masks made from what looked like paper mache', very tribal.. some were disturbing, yet interesting. painted with elaborate patterns and symbols. who would want to buy that you ask? im clueless.


i found a candle in the form of an old lady.

so if your wondering where im going with all of this, all of these little things must have a story behind them. they all belonged to someone, treasure dearly. it made me think of all the little things i hold on to. it made me thankful.


my mow-mows old jewelry box that was given to me when she passed, it's filled with jewelry she received after she worked so many years at a business. it contains two gold necklaces, a locket and an old black of white picture of when she was wed.


i also have my grandmothers old check book register. no, she didn't write me a letter of sentimental value, but her  handwritting is on each of those pages, i feel like i have a little piece of her still, on earth.


i have old cassette tapes of when i sang "you are my sunshine" to my great grandmother when she was in the nursing home.


i wanted to share my "little adventure" with you because it truly brought me down back to earth. we are so spoilt today in the world that we live in. instead of reading books that actually take imagination to interpret them, we watch movies. we are so caught up in our cell phones, that we forget we can actually visit someone in person by going to their home. we tell ourselves we are so bored, why not go outside and look around at what the Lord has furnished us with? skys of blue, green grass right outside your house, He is everywhere and sometimes we don't even see Him.


and im not telling anyone to lose your cell phone or lose the tube. everynow and then just come back to earth, it is something i am working on everyday. it's so easy to become of the world.