Outside

I can't help but want to be outside. I want to watch every flower bloom. And I just cannot keep myself from wanting to dig in the mud. Thank goodness I live in Oregon...I have enough to last a lifetime :D

I am loving Spring

If I could....I think I would be outside all day long. There is so much yard work to be done. I love the cool air. The smell of potting soil. Listening to the birds sing. I think I will spend the day out there today. What a beautiful day!!!

Book Ratings

I'm pretty strict about movie ratings. I don't need a bunch of crap in my head. But, I have realized that books do not have any disclaimers. Not that I am trying to start a movement....but, if you were watching a movie and there is something you don't want to see....you turn it off right? You haven't wasted that much time of your life.

When reading a book.....it takes a lot more of your time. I've been reading a lot of books lately. And it is sad to me that I will be half way through a book before I realize it is not the 'rating' that I would prefer. Three out of the last five books that I have read....I have actually thrown aside. Frustrated at how much time I put into a book that I won't finish.

I've even tried to go with older books...classics....from the 1800s. No such luck. Amazing how crude some can be. How can you find a nice wholesome book with a great story? One that will pull you in and engulf you? Join a bookclub. Done that. But there has to be something more.....

Dogs don't understand Daylight savings

We used to think our dogs could read the clocks. They never failed to tell us when breakfast or dinner time was. It was like clock work. Gauper would bark at us if we showed any momentum toward the kitchen and he would continue barking at his food container until we fed him. Elphaba is more subtle. She likes to sneak up to you on the couch and smother you. She actually will climb around your neck until you cannot breath. We know she does it in a loving way.....Right!!

Since Sunday the dogs have been an hour late telling us when to feed them. We now know that they are smart enough to read the sun. Which scares me....because I can't even do that.

Happy food vs. Comfort food

Dan is always confused when I tell him I need comfort food. I don't blame him. The food changes with whatever mood I'm in. So brownies might work for one mood....but definitely not an other.

I have found that BBQ Ribs are in the happy food category. It does not matter what mood I'm in....Ribs will always make me happy. I would like to find more foods that fit in that category. I'm not really a picky eater...so, you would think that would be easy to find.

I'm very grateful that Dan loves to play with recipes. But, it makes it harder because I have too much good food to choose from.

It would be nice to go to a grocery store and just stroll down the 'comfort food' isle.

What I find interesting is that comfort food and happy food are not the same. Comfort food is something that makes me feel better when I'm down....but happy food makes me smile and get excited. Ideally I would like to find a happy comfort food. Maybe it is a good thing I haven't found it. I would never do anything but eat.

"Lulling" to sleep

When I was growing up my father used to play the piano before we went to bed. It must have been to calm us all down. But, we always knew that when he got to the 'Brahm's Lullaby' we had to get ready for bed. By the time he was through playing it three times we needed to be jumping into bed so he could come tuck us in.

I have noticed that even now......36 years old.....I cannot fall asleep without singing the lullaby in my head. It seems to be the only way that I can get my self to shut my mind down and drift off. No other piece of music will work. Funny how our minds work.

Husband of the Century

I have to say...my husband is absolutely AMAZING. I could probably host an entire blog just on his Awesome-ness. I usually don't like to brag....because I am totally spoiled, and I don't want people to dislike me.

Before marriage....did you ever build the perfect man in your mind? I did. And I have to admit that I aimed pretty high. My mother thought I was crazy. She did not believe it was possible. (She has admitted she was wrong.)

I have never met a person more loving, more selfless, more thoughtful, more witty, more romantic....I could go on. But, I don't want anyone to throw up either.

I just have to say. I am happy. I have never been happier. I couldn't have imagined ever having this much joy. And I hope that everyone gets to feel this way. I hope that I am not the only one who has found her perfect match. I hope that everyone who reads this will challenge it and say that they have the "Husband of the Century". You deserve it.