She is so perfect, just ike her sisters and Brother!
I'm so excited for my sister and her family. She has what MUST BE the cutest little people, and now there is one more! I'm proud of my sister and her husband who are awesome parents who love and nurture even the quirkiest parts of each of their children. Theirs is a no holds barred love, big hugs, sweet kisses, whispered words, and loud joyful laughter. Sometimes life gets messy, but what kind of life would it be without that?
I love my sister and her family more than I can ever express, now there is MORE to LOVE!
Do you know what I love more than puppies, glitter, and unicorns?
LOVE. LOVE. LOVE.
I am lucky to have found My Love, in a way that is real,true, honest, raw, inconvenient, genuine, ridiculous, passionate, consuming, incredible, and more than I could have ever imagined.
This weekend was filled with even more of that love! One of the greatest friends of my life married his perfect match Saturday.
The happiness I feel for him can barely be put into words. These are two people who are so quick to extend a hand of friendship, generous with their love, welcoming to everyone around them, and generally make you feel better about yourself, and help you look at things in a different light. Not kidding. This is exactly the kind of people they are.
I hope A- and K- relish the joy of marriage, marriage on their own terms, in their own way, each and every day.
I feel very lucky to have been able to celebrate this day with A- and K-. Weddings are special and getting to share the joy of marriage--well that is a real treat!
And like K- said to us "Thank you for coming to my wedding!!" I say "Thank you for sharing your wedding!!"
Oh, I'm sure there are some real schmoe's out there, but mostly really great, wonderfully kind, simply good people. Even people I don't get to see on a daily basis, or yearly for that matter.
My friend Frances is one of those people. Frances and I went to high school together and were thick as thieves during those years. As time went by Frances went to college, I moved to New Mexico and various other places. We would connect when we were in town visiting family at the same time. Then more time went by, Frances began a life with the man she has loved since high shchool (how cute is that), and I floundered around for a while.
Enter facebook. We reconnected via facebook a few years ago, and have been able to keep in touch a little more regularly. It is so nice to see her adventures on the farm she lives on, from cow pasture humor, to tractor adventures, easter egg hunts to ceramic arts and the way she loves her family fully. I do not know how that woman does what she does! She said I inspired her, no way, she is the inspiring one. Creative, smart, funny, strong, and kind. Frances has a redneck husband, and a little redneck in training, who happens to be one of the cutest little guys with wild champagne hair I have ever seen.
The other day I recieved a package in the mail from Frances. When I opened the lovely package I instantly started crying. Not big ugly sobs, but tears of happiness. Inside this box, was a delicately wrapped frog! A flower frog.
My grandmother always had a frog at the bottom of a vase, and she ALWAYS had fresh cut flowers in the house. Always. After she passed away I got 2 of her frogs, and have made a small collection of them ever since. I don't have fresh flowers as often as I would like to, although my husband does bring flowers home to me pretty often (thank you honey), but when I do I stick them in a frog.
At some point Frances and I had talked about a frog, I guess she remembered my love affair. I filled it with flowers right away.
And put it on the windowsill above my kitchen sink, where I can see it all day, every day.
Now I'm not just talking about the times I say something and someone smiles, or I meet with a friend and he/she greets me with a smile. I am talking about any genuine, toothy grin on any 'ole stranger.
I can barely begin to tell you how giddy I get when I see a bottle tree! There is a fairly new BBQ place in town and they have 2 in the store. LOVE them! I have a small collection of colorful bottles I am saving to make one of my very own.
Legend says Evil spirits are drawn to the glow of colored glass, especially blue wine bottles. They enter the bottles and are trapped inside, consumed, and converted to goodness and radiant light.