I have spring fever. It has started early this year. Normally, it doesn't start until sometime after the first of the year. This year...it has started NOW.
I went for a run this weekend. And it felt GREAT!!!I was running along in shorts and a t-shirt...thinking...wow, is it really December? Because it feels like early April. Not that I am really wanting early April right now. Christmas is right around the corner. And in early April my baby will be 9 and 1/2 months old. And I don't want to rush away some of the most wonderful months of my life. I just wish that I could lay out in the sun and go for a swim. I want to light candles on my deck and grill out. I want to plan my flower beds.
Okay, so maybe it would be fine for it to be cold for Christmas. But not until Christmas Eve and not after December 26th. Come on, warm weather!!!! I miss you!!!
Another reason to be excited for spring...Two of my favorite people in the world are getting MARRIED!!!!Yeah! I know that it sounds a little silly for me to be so excited...But being married to Hubby is so wonderful. Seriously. Yeah, there are annoyances and pressures...99.5% coming from outside sources...But I can't imagine life without him. Or without my baby. In fact, I can't imagine a full day without my little one smiling and singing to his mama and his daddy. I have a wonderful man who I love with all of my heart. And it's a great feeling to know that we made a covenant before God that he's not going anywhere and I am not going anywhere. I will wake up everymorning in Hubby's arms until I draw my final breath. And I am ecstatic to think that two of my friends - who are perfect for each other - will have what Hubby and I have. And will be as happy as we are. I am already praying that God will bless their life together...and give them LOTS and lots of babies...little friends for Peanut. Yeah! Besides...there just might be European Odyssey 2008...maybe...Or maybe just Tour America 2008...in a car...so I don't have to die in an airplane...
Being sick when it's warm outside is a pain in the heinie. I feel so bad I don't even feel like eating pickles.
I had a dream that I kissed George Clooney...in a laundromat...twice. (Or rather that he kissed me. And all that I could think was that he wasn't as good a kisser or as cute as Hubby. But he was soooo nice.) And Hubby wasn't the least bit jealous when I told him. He was a little mad that I called him just "George" instead of Mr.Clooney or George Clooney. But - like I told Hubby - after you kiss someone, it is perfectly fine to call them just "George." Especially if you kiss them twice. And especially if you kiss them in a laundromat.
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I had the same dream. Weird.
Thank you for the wonderful comments on the impending marriage. You can fire up the grill on January 2 (if you don't mind me inviting myself over). I will be back in town for one night and one night only. Live! See Bigfoot take on Gravedigger and beware Truckzilla!!!(Ok, enough of the monster truck commercial).
Anyway, I will be in town on Jan 2 for my upcoming coronation at the SC Supreme Ct on Jan 3 if you guys want to do something. The bowl game that night is Louisville v. Wake Forest so I think I can pry Marie away from the tv for once. Or we can go out somewhere. Let me know.
We all know that his name is pronounced "hore-hay" and his last name is not really Clooney, it's Rodriguez-Perez-Valesquez-Dominiqua-Sominez. and he came to america in the back of a minivan with 500 other mexicans. Go ahead, next time you see him in the laundromat, ask to see his greecard. he can't show it to you because HE HASN'T GOT ONE!!
Ditto on the thanks for the marriage comments! You will love flying as soon as you sit down on the plane and discover all the free treats you get just for flying with them. If we fly Lufthansa, you even get free alcoholic beverages (and we all know how much you love those :)). Anyways...Can't wait to see you guys. Merry Christmas. P.S. Is that comment above actually from your hubby? It sounds like it may be abuelo (sp?) in disguise. -- marie
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