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More recent Thanksgiving Past…

As most of you know Eric and I went to Hawaii to see mom and dad as well as, celebrate our twenty fifth anniversary. What you may not know is it was their forty ninth Wedding Anniversary on November 2nd! It was awesome. Therefore, Eric and I, took them out to eat for a special dining experience, on the ocean to celebrate.

Betty and I got all dressed up in our aloha dresses, adorned our beautiful outfits with Jewlry, by none other than Beautiful Bling by Betty. We were the cats meow!

As we drove up to the restaurant the torches were lit and the dancing fire illuminated the walk way, to a ambiance for love and romance. Ocean breeze, family and friends. Both our heads were spinning. Stop! Selfie time. I took a group photo with my handy dandy selfie stick. I really think we were floating on a cloud of happy emotions, to the extreme that we began reminiscing about times past, that we were all together and how wonderful it was.

Now let me stop right here! Don’t take me the wrong way, we all had a wonderful, fabulous, delicious dinner that night on November 2nd, 2017. But read on and see if you can see why I blame the ‘ambiance’ of this romantic evening on the stupidity, Betty and myself were about to begin and continue.

As we told our friends, who were joining us, about the different family gathering memories, we had. Everyone could feel the flucuations of happiness then the wave of, just a smidge, of sadness. (Not because we were unhappy now, but sometimes it is sad when so many traditions have changed).

That’s when it happened. I had one martini and I don’t know which one of us spoke up first, but one of, Betty or I, said, “We should have an old fashion Thanksgiving dinner. Mmmm all that good food, Uncle Ben’s Wild Rice, gravy, broccoli casserole. That is it.! Let’s do it!”

We both so eagerly shook our heads in an accepting manner of how ‘good’ of girls and wives, as we truly are! Almost as if all of the grand things we have done for our families, came down to the most memorable times.

The guys attempted to talk us out of this grandious, hair brain scheme of ours. But no, no they weren’t talking us out of it! We were sure this would be a fun time and we were jumping in with both feet first!

As the days and nights went by, we were busy, busy. Hoola class, beach hoping and bike riding. Shopping and enjoying each other’s company. Until, Dum Diddy dum!!!! (Drum roll please) The day for Thanksgiving Dinner had arrived! Gosh has it already been two weeks? Naaaaa surely not!

The best way I can explain the affects of Hawaii is; every inch of your body is JELLO. Worries cross your mind, but flee as quick as they enter. If one thing I know, for sure, is going backwards to ‘The Good Ole Days’ isn’t as much fun as soaking up the sun in our ‘BEST’ days!

At least I felt like that. I was unsure if Betty felt like this so, I rolled out of bed and began to create a list. The entire time I was writing I would write a dish and then write beside it a label…difficult or simple. Which meant I was already back pedaling from all of this ‘traditional’ crud. Yes, it was fun, but it was a great deal of work, especially for Betty and I because we had always been the two who seemed to expect ourselves, to work alot, to please as many as possible.

Now don’t get me wrong, we have always enjoyed our families and have both taken pride in our efforts to open our homes and demonstrate loving hospitality. (Of course she is better at being more hospitable than me, but she is a better cook too, so who cares, I love and accept myself lol).

However, at this point I was pretty sure we were both over the ‘Old Fashion’ Thanksgiving dinner. When she saw my list she began to laugh and laugh. She was like this is alot of work isn’t it?

Many funny epiphanies came to me, during my process, of getting ready and I shared them with Ray and Eric. Both men quickly reminded me,”We tried to talk you both out of this! But nooooo you insisted!”

I stood there similar to a statue, listening to everyone’s chatter. How true were their claims? In all actuality , extremely true! Brutally, honestly, TRUE!

We had done this to ourselves!

Now let me wrap up the story part, before I bring it to full circle!

We had the best visit with mom and dad than ever before. We both truly enjoyed being in their presence and in paradise. Betty and I cooked a Thanksgiving meal ‘traditional’ Drake’s style!

Of course, I assisted, but my dishes fell under the simple or some even bought category. However, we pulled it off! It was the most mouth watering, delicious, fabulous, exquisite meal I have had in quite sometime.

I am grateful for the entire vacation and will cherish the sweet memories throughout our visit.

However, I learned some valuable lessons from the entire dinner ordeal. I feel it’s best to bullet them…

  • You don’t always have to relive a tradition to enjoy the memory.
  • When you are feeling stressed about something almost like a regret, talk to that person, be honest. You never know they may feel the same way.
  • Sometimes what we think makes other people happy, is not real, ask them if it is something they feel emotional about. For example: our husbands could have cared less, what we cooked, they were grateful we cooked at all.
  • When looking back at a memory and it feels all warm and fuzzy enjoy it, but ensure before you say you want to relive it, you remember the entire story.
  • For example: I love my children so much and I must say I enjoyed raising them, but to say I would want to relive it would be ludicrous.
  • Although we were resistant the day of, we readjusted and shopped one day and cooked the next. Allow yourself readjustment time. If it is a bad time in your life pause and allow yourself to rethink and readjust, how you feel. (No this wasn’t a bad time in our life. It was actually funny how great of a time it truly was, but this works if you are having a worse time, than we were).
  • Feel it? Feel just how you feel right now. If you don’t like this feeling, then ask yourself, how do I want to feel?
  • What will bring you closer to that?

Thank you for reading this posting.

I am truly grateful for you! Wish you the best.

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Written by: Momma Teena

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December 8th, 2017!

What? It is December 8th! 2017! I am not sure what to even say other than…YIPPEE, WOW, YAHOO, YES, HELL YES, LET’S DO THIS, I GOT THIS,!

Yes, I am a bit ecstatic today! Why, You ask? Because I am alive and well! I am celebrating the one year mark of yes, a tragic moment in my life, however, I must call it a celebration anniversary!

I learned one year ago, this is my life and I am going to live it! And…everything will work out, no matter what!

I learned so much in my year of recuperating that I have decided to collect my learnings and share with you! I feel grateful, fortunate, happy, excited and most of all in AWE! Awe of the delicious new adventures, the people being placed in my life daily and how simple this life can be as well as FUN, FUN FUN!

I could make this the longest winded posting ever! However, I choose to pause…inhale very deep…hold it…exhale! Now I leave you with this thought…

Live today like it is your last. Not by being extravagant or boisterous. More like being grateful and happy! Each time you want to creep back into the cob webs of your paradigm, pause then ask yourself, “Is this a good feeling memory or not one I want to relive?”

Then decide your next step. Meaning, if this was your last day (even if for just a brief moment, near death) you would choose your feelungs, emotions and experiences ever so wisely. You would ensure you were smiling and Mmmmm, you would want to remember a delicious, savory moment! (Exhale and enjoy).

Take the time today to choose your life. Choose your experiences, tell others about your choice and allow the journey to begin!

After tonight, Livelove’s grand debut, I am going to introduce myself and the business with the simple, four letter word that so many take for granted, HAPPY!

If you do nothing else today…Be Happy for one moment and set yourself up to receive more, Happy.

God Bless

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Carryon

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Chose this picture because these were all given to me to comfort me, in my time if weakness! I am truly blessed!

Sundays are fundays?

I have chosen Sundays as my fundays. They have been for fifty two weeks, ever since the beginning of my new, enlightened, fantastic, super, journey began! This is probably going to be a little bit sappy, today, because Sundays are my grateful days.

Therefore, if I ramble a bit, I will let you know when to skip over to the ‘message’ for you to have, keep and do with what you choose.

Every Sunday, that I have stuck to my goal, I have learned so much! From how to have even more fun in living to new ways to feel the terrific and delicious emotions, of all aspects of this life.

(Rambling skip this paragraph if you would like)

If I were to describe my newest feelings, emotions and knowledge, it would be something like this: Imagine…standing at the top of a mountain, at the very tip top, looking down over a valley filled with lush greenery, laughter, movement and the clouds along with the sheets of blue to offer a back drop that creates a peaceful, yet exhilarating breeze, flowing directly towards you. To accept the gentle breeze, directly before it reaches your body, you open your arms and fully accept the cool breeze to overtake your entire body!

In life, we have such a unique opportunity! We can actually feel, our way to bliss, joy and peace.

(Back on task)

As I began to read #The Essential LOUIS HAY Collection, I questioned what I said to myself before, I rolled out of bed? And how many mixed signals I had already sent to my subconscious by noon. Of course I had said my affirmations. I had prayed. I had said a little pep talk to myself. Kissed Eric…Okay all is great! Right? Not exactly.

What? Teena! What is wrong? My mind races to my past, looks for a connection. Nope, been letting alot of that go, so I thought it might have been there, but noooo. It’s not what’s wrong. When I was a little girl, my Baw Baw would whisper, “Sometimes you get a hunch or a gut feeling? You know what I mean?”

Well I now allow those strange feelings or emotion of ‘something’ not being quite right and learn from them. Don’t dismay the fact that we were all born with an intuition which is the same as those weird feelings, my wonderful grandma always talked about. However, today my off feelings were because of me. Me and my chatter to myself.

You see, as I carefully read the words of Louise Hays,

Hmmmm…yes, I think I began my day off okay. I began with grateful, sent great love to all I know, I cooked breakfast…ohhh I think I got it!

So she means, what I say to me, about me, that matters?

You see as I jump off the high dive and plunge directly into the deep waters of entrepreneurship, I have found an entirely new set of deep- hidden insecurities!!! I have literally been doing exactly what my first book was entitled,”Stop Beating Up Your Best Friend! I was beating myself up, minute by minute.”

If you could physically see what I have been doing to me, shew it would be U G L Y! A broken leg would be nothing to the abuse I have been giving to myself. In one writing, Louise questions”What do you say to yourself about yourself?”

I began to collect, by journaling, all the ugly, mean, degrading things I said about myself. I couldn’t stand to go back any further than yesterday! It was too painful!!!!

If you knew me, well you would probably be shocked to hear this! However, it’s true and I am so grateful to have gained this knowledge. You will be relieved to know, I forgave myself. I am dedicating each moment to utilizing the Hawaiian: Ho oponopono prayer. (Please check my spelling on this).

As the day evolved, it was terrific! I continuously repeated I approve of myself, I love myself and I accept myself. Over and over! Said it, sang it, chanted it too. Still, not much change. It almost felt as though my mind was waiting for me to say it again, so it would have a quick response to shut my kind words down.

After a beautiful bike ride and time spent with my husband, I continued the process, in my head, “I approve of myself, I approve of me, myself and I.

By 6 o’clock in the morning, I had probably repeated this 100 times or more since, I took the challenge. I said it over and over, “I love you and I accept/approve of me (talking to myself).”

But I found that this is no different than forming a new habit! Not that it is hard labor, but to change what you say about you, to you and others…now this is tedious.

While fulfilling my Toastmasters role for the morning, I thought before I spoke, I attempted to stay calm and on task. Now almost chanting in my head were multiple ways to say, I APPROVE OF ME, I approve of what I said, whispering, singing, I felt like Dory, instead it was just keep approving, just keep approving.

Has it helped? I think that question needs to be on hold, until a little more research has been completed. However, I do know one thing, I am much more aware of what I was doing to myself than ever before.

I feel super grateful for this amazing journey. Everytime, I write I become more and more invested into Livelove’s mission and/or vison.

Don’t forget we will be presenting a few of our ‘how to’ BE Happy techniques, as well as, share with you, some new and exciting news about the company. Dec. 8th, 7 o’clock, Madison Indiana.

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Thanksgiving Morning on the Farm

Of course I woke up at 4:30 in the morning, on the farm. However, this time I do not have to roll out of bed and start the Turkey. So I rolled over, tossed and turned for over an hour, finally slipped out of bed.

The sun was peeking up over the hill creating a sparkly blanket of frost across the land. As almost if old man Frost wanted to freeze time, even if for just a moment, to allow those of us up, to observe in amazement, his works.

Normally, when ‘back on the farm’ I am rushing around, barking orders, freaked out because something needs to be done, but this year I am not. Instead, I am enjoying the dancing moments where past meets the present and future is so boldly introducing herself! (In a good way).

I relish in the memories of laughters, tears, excitement and all other emotions attached to every crack, bump, or splashed syrup on the ceiling stains, still not fixed from previous years. As I reflect back I remember all the funny events of Thanksgivings. Once we moved to the river Eric knew when Baw Baw couldn’t, I would!

We have had family gatherings from Thanksgiving, Christmas, all the way to hey, its finally Spring, let’s have a get together. I remember one year, I counted 50 people and other than my farm family, there were maybe three other relatives, the rest were our adopted family members. (Which we tried counting the other day, how many of those we have. It made us laugh and get all sentimental because the number was too difficult to solidify. We would become so wrapped up in naming someone and then attaching a fun or funny story, that the list continues to grow).

Sorry, Eric tells me all the time I get off on tagents, that was one of them.

Today, Thanksgiving Day 2017 is a bit different. The kids were all busy, Eric & I just arrived and have been in paradise for so long we struggled with returning to 21 degrees. So I am so excited that I get to go celebrate with one of my favorite little girls!!! My niece Lucy!

Although change isn’t always easy, it is inevitable. As for me I choose to embrace the changes, make the most of the new opportunities, revel over the past, enjoy the now…this moment.

Maybe you are like me and you are sitting on your front porch, wrapped up in something similar to a cacoon, listening to the Crows call, and you want to be sad for a moment due to the ‘change’ in traditions. However, I ask you to tilt your head from one side and then the other, close your eyes…hold them shut for one extra moment. Now open them and wait for your eyes to refocus. What do you see? A different perspective.

Don’t worry about ‘creating’ a new Tradition, that can sometimes create more anxiety than good, but rather enjoy right now! Whether you are with one person or several, maybe you are alone, it doesn’t matter search to feel good, this moment, feel terrific. Then expect another terrific moment and another and before you can blink your eyes, this day will be another memory! Hopefully even better than you expected.

If someone forgets to tell you today: ” YOU! Are AWESOME, WORTHY, LOVABLE and AMAZING!

Grateful for you!!!

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I Love you, Do you?

“Gosh, I love you so much! I love the way you walk, talk, laugh and cry! I love your hair, smile…I just love you sooo much!!!!!”

“Did you know my fat butt gained twenty pounds? I hate the way I waddle. Oh, here I go again stuffing my face with all the guilt feelings of why I love the delicious, savory flavors that were so strategically placed in this dish, for me to feel guilty about! I hate my hair, hate my skin…You know I have a disorder. And ADHD, my parents well they sucked, my kids are even worse. I hate that I am broke, sick and tired of being sick and tired! OH! However, I love you! So good to see you again!”

WHAT????? Please don’t stop reading, don’t stop reading, please!!!! This is an inspirational writing from the depths of my SEA of emotional thought patterns.

Everyone has had a friend like this or maybe it is YOU, that would respond in such a manner. It is okay, don’t beat yourself up over this one. We have all played the victim at one point or another. The fat victim, sad, misfortune, my life sucks, he destroyed me or she is a tramp victim. I don’t care what title you have carried, but I can assure you, we are all in this together!

Here is the eye-opening situation…You and only you are allowed to decide where you are and where you are going! Yep, in all situations. Therefore, the statement he can only love you as much as you love yourself isn’t actually correct.  (I am sure psychologist and my family are like what in the world, Teena has lost her mind! And you might be correct!)

Just hold on! It is not as bad as you think!

I am going to repeat the words I wrote earlier, let them sink in as you read them!

“You and only you are allowed to decide where you are and where you are going! Yep, in all situations.”

Therefore, I love you, do you love you? Is the question. I truly do love everything and unconditionally about my children and if I were, to be honest, I can strongly say this about my family and my friends. I realize that is a pretty strong statement and yes, you might be able to come up with some situations I would have to ponder, but my friends/family can vouch for me my love for them is pure!)

However, I have had to stop and contemplate my love for me! I always thought I loved myself unconditionally. I always thought I could only love someone else as much as I love myself. Gosh, if that is true and my studies (on how I trust and love myself) means I love people only based on the conditions they are doing ‘good’ for me! (I DO NOT! So do not take this out of context like someone who is reading a book and quoting me statements from one sentence, grrrrr that makes me irritable).

So is it true? or False? Someone can only love you as much as you love yourself? I don’t know, however, now that I have collected inventory on my emotions, it is the time for me to begin to love myself! Believe in me, enjoy the same love I have always given. Then, if the statement is true everyone around me will benefit. That means the better I become, the more trustworthy and loving I am towards me, I will have more to give. Spiritually, emotionally, financially and lovingly.

I am sorry, I can’t seem to find the words to wrap this up. I want to continue to ramble about how amazing it is to recognize why I want and desire to love me! How many others will benefit and be enriched…

Mahalo

Mahalo
[Ma = In] + [ = breath] + [alo = presence, front, face]
“(May you be) in (Divine) Breath.”

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Our First Happy Celebration I will post this weekend about what more you can expect, but one thing is for sure…you will walk away inspired, encouraged and wanting more!!!!! Livelove you!!!

 

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Don’t I wish, I could give up!!

As my beautiful, peaceful paradise vacation winds down to a aloha, I begin to plan and prepare for the next steps I must take. Mom, asked me yesterday,”Teena don’t you think we should advertise for December 8th?”

(Just because I act like this Hawaiian Monk Seal sometimes, I am just resting to soak up the sun and build strength, Mom and Debbie lol)

As I listened to her ask questions, I paused to feel her emotional attachment. I could hear her worried undertone. Moms know the sound! The sound of worry or fear your child is going to be disappointed or hurt. That sound of not disappointment, but rather a sense of urgency.

Therefore, let me rest your mind at ease (mom) and everyone else who is worried. December 8th is kind of like a pre-celebration! Yes it is a real Livelove celebration. Anyone who attends will receive gifts and be a member/a part of the evovlment of Livelove.org. you will receive emails from time to time requesting your opinion or choice for the company.

Plus, its for you! You will have fun and have a multitude of opportunities to learn something new about living ‘happy.’ However, I don’t care if 10, 20 or 70 show up December 8th. Of course I would LOVE to have the place packed, but not for me, for you.

Why did you write this, Teena? Because my family (who cares so dearly about me), business partners (who continue to try to promote me and I may be easy to work with, but a bit frustrating at times, as well), and for those who really want to come, but aren’t sure quite why, need to know something…

Shew…yes, I sometimes contemplate giving up, walking away and never looking back. No my depressed friends, I am not depressed, so you don’t have to read on for words of wisdom, today.

YES, I consider giving up on my ‘mission.’ But I can not!!!

Nooooo! If December 8th doesn’t go as well as planned, I am not giving up. To be honest, I can’t and as I write I realize I wouldn’t want to!

You might ask why I can’t? Of course my hands are not tied or I am not forced, but I love my life now! I love my inner peace, happiness, joy and continual growth. And…I truly believe that during my accident I was given a message for all to hear. Similar to a preacher, but I would not want that responsibility. You see, I feel that if I don’t share it I will not be allowed to keep this feel good life. Maybe I would forget, maybe I would go backwards. I don’t care I just know I want to continue on, enjoying my life.

Therefore, I am not giving up, quitting or any of the above. Some days might be better than others and I might choose a NAP over a stressful situation, but moving forward I will continue to do.

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Some days are diamonds…

Okay everyone you all should know (because you are a bad blogger, social media guru, author, wife, oh I almost forgot even better a BAD human if you don’t keep up with a million posts, birthdays, anniversaries, moms, dads, aunts…Oh you get the point!)

Anywhoooooo, you may know it is me and my husbands twenty fifth anniversary, today! Yes, November 13 we were married on Friday the 13th!! Because it is my lucky day, if that freaks you out, you might want to stop reading this particular post. Why? You ask? You see my dear friend this won’t be a tribute to how wonderful the past 25 years have been and how he is my hero! But rather a few funny things that enter my mind when you are celebrating your twenty fifth anniversary! with another human. That human who began with you on a journey full of lust, more lust, more sex, and YES EVEN MORE SEX! So keep reading, if you so dare because I am on a roll this morning in paradise and you never know what is going to come out of these fingers 😉!

My first thought of the morning is, on this marvelous anniversary is, get up early so I can clean up and smell good and feel all rarrrrr sexy!!! Mmmmm I am feeling frisky!!! HOLD UP!!! Were you actually about to believe that horse sh_t (Look, I know people cuss and actually in an ‘adult environment I am kind of bad with a couple of my favorites! However, some of the people who I respect in this world are so good to me, that I never want to offend them. Even if they never understand what the hell I am talking about, because I am the weirdest family member they have! You understand, right?).

Where was I? Oh I get up early because doodie calls! Literally, it’s time to pee at 6 am!!! “Come on, it’s my 25th a__ hole, you couldn’t let me sleep a little bit longer?”

Okay, get up, slip on Hawaiian dress, screech open the stuck door that when it opens the entire neighborhood knows, Teena is up her bladder named butthead and butt named donkey are at it again.

I take care of my business…and I pause and think, “Maybe, I should take an early morning shower, he might feel like twenty five years ago. (I drift off back to when hard ons were like the jungle. You saw them as never ending).

Then I thought he probably will wake up feeling frisky, but what about me? (I switch back from my day dream, look in the mirror) I say, “Ehhh it’s early and I probably have to go again, so I have got time to decide for now I will take a nap!”

I mean I was correct on my decision, I did have to get up again in like 30 minutes. Hence, that’s why I am writing this post. I mean I honestly do feel all gooey and ooey about my honey bunny and I am truly more in love with him now, than I was twenty five years ago. Fortunately, we have made it!!!

But come on yall veterans, at this 25 years and beyond! All that hoopla was horse sh_t! Yes, you still love that man if you made it through twenty five years. Yes, you have been through some hard times that won’t seem to leave you alone. YES HOPEFULLY, you have had some good sex, that’s like a cool breeze that will taunt you forever! (If you can’t hear the tune in my head that keeps playing, it is John Denver ‘ Some Days are Diamonds and Some Days are Stone!)

But I must say I am here at twenty five years of celebrating and to be honest I can’t believe some of you woman who have lied and said, ” Ohhh it gets better just hang on one more day it gets better!”

When they for d_mn sure knew it is, what it is!

It is an accomplishment!!!!!!

I will give you that! But everyone’s like what are you going to do on the ‘day’? Don’t you guys want to ‘do’ something together? Like a romantic dinner or sex on the beach or sit and sweetly tell one another how amazing he or she has been for the past 25 years.

Listen up!! If you haven’t told him or her how amazing they are a great deal of the time over the past 25 years — YOU AREN’T CELEBRATING YOUR 25TH ANNIVERSARY! Nope not happening.

Okay, so the funniest questions we have had and I say ‘we’ because I have heard Eric get asked the same questions, are, “Omg, how did you do that? That is so awesome! What is your secret?”

Let’s get one thing straight there are no dag on secrets to marriage of 25 years staying together. Even if there were they would all be individual secrets, this isn’t a one size fits most deal! And noooo, we aren’t from the generation where, “If it’s broke, we don’t junk it we fix it!”

Actually, Eric and I are from the generation of, if it fits for awhile wear it, but things do wear out so throw them away and get new, generation. So nope that’s not the reason we ‘made’ it 25 years.

Ohhh I love this one, ” Mom and dad you guys are amazing. Except, it’s difficult for us kids to live up to that because we want it ‘just like you two!”

Shut the F_ck bleep, bleep, bleep up!!!!

We worked our butts off to ensure you guys had what you needed and wanted to live a happy fulfilling life. Some days it was good we were so broke because it financially made sense to stay together.

Yes, we love all four of you and yes we have enjoyed each of you as well as each other. But kiddos, being best friends is easy because we typically choose people who love what we love to do as are best friends, but as a mommy/ daddy and husband/wife, well that’s more of a role not a choice. Therefore, our only advice to you is live each day one step at a time, if in doubt don’t go out (it says on the beaches in hawaii), but in life I disagree.

Sometime you have to go out when in doubt, nooo not into the ocean, that’s stupidity, but in life. Ensure your doubt is not fear, follow your gut if it feels right then follow that. If a little doubt creeps in or the what ifs creep up, pause to ensure its not an emotion from the past seeping into the present.

Okay back to 25 years that became to deep, but hey we owe our past 25 years to them. Not because we stuck together ‘for the kids’ but rather we stuck together because we remembered how much fun and sex we had BK! (Hahahhaha, Before Kids).

I don’t know where I was going with that!

As most of you know I wrote a ‘Sex Ed’ book and have been working on a relationships book, but I just can’t wrap it up. You see I find things so comical now, that writing any guruish deep, serious, tear jerking, sappy message doesn’t work for me anymore. I don’t feel shameful, I don’t feel judgemental yet I don’t feel judged any longer.

How did we make it 25 years? Hmmm having alot of fun. Can it be that simple? Yes, it is. We have always tried to have fun together. We don’t have the same opinions, thoughts, or even all the exact same interest. But we always have fun.

I interrupt that last thought, to announce…Eric just peeked around the corner and said, “What are you doing up so early? You have been out of bed for like two hours?”

I crouched down as I begin to giggle, I say, “I just wanted to get a little post in on our 25th.”

He laughs, starts the coffee and moves about, to get dressed. We have a funny conversation about poop. We remembered one of the grandkids told Mamaw, the elderly think about sex, poop, eating and napping. I am beginning to see the similarities.

It looks like our day of deciding what we are going to eat, where we are going to burn in the sun, or meet up with a good friend named Larry or his brother Gary. So for now, here is to twenty five years of marriage to the same man.

The same man who Let me choose some creepy day to everyone else Friday the 13th. The same man who never followed a rule book it was right for one and right for all. He is a long list of things and they are all pretty wonderful. He is a good man and I plan on keeping him around for as long as he wants to stick around. I can promise him my heart always and forever. Not because the past 25 years have been perfect however, because I have had alot of laughs. You make me laugh on a cold rainy night or when the sun is shining bright! Keep the funny coming babe! I love you, Eric Drake.

PS. As I wrap up, trying to edit this post, Eric pours me a cup of coffee, stares at me (as I try to reread), and then he begins to talk…I acted like I was listening then I heard the word work and I could feel myself feeling guilty. I began to listen and he wanted to do something for his project and he knew it was our anniversary and felt guilty. I literally paused took a deep breath in and said, “I love you and happy anniversary. You should definetly check into work.”

We have never been off work this long, ever. On just vacation. So there ya go fans of the 25 year anniversary club, you don’t need a celebration with a big hoopla on the big 2 -5, if you are having fun almost everyday the BIG ‘ONE ANNIVERSARY’ is whatever you want it to be! Because daily happiness and doing what you love, being where you want to be and with your best friend to share in this journey, well its true…it’s paradise!

God Bless

Livelove

&

Carryon