The Ka-tet Cantina 2

[HollyGolightly]

The Critic's Choice Awards are coming up on the 31 May. Any predictions on the T.V. shows that will win
an award?
Maybe this should have been a new thread; hope the Moderator will
change it if she thinks it should be ....

It's OK - we talk about all the things here. Unfiltered.

Me waking up groggy and miserable: why get out of bed? What's the point? I serve no purpose.

Me kicking myself up the ass: Then MAKE a purpose, dipsh*t. And make some coffee while you're at it.

Don't give in to that, honey! Plus, we have chocolate covered bacon here this morning!

Fabulous! Tried to upload a pic from my phone but it didn't take.

Here you go, Flake!
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[HollyGolightly]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

 

[Dana Jean]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Beautiful. And I'm glad you feel better.

 

[mstay]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

This is beautiful! You've got a great husband!!
I hope you will keep feeling better and better.

 

[do1you9love?]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

(((Holly))) You are getting better! Glad you have such great support. (((Ogre)))

P.S. Cardinals are often thought to be sent from a loved one who has passed and their red color is sometimes the only thing that can pierce thru the fog of depression.

P.P.S. Have some more bacon, love!

 

[king family fan]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Happy anniversary. 24 years and very supportive. You two sound like you are made for each other.

 

[Debbie913]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Happy Anniversary!! Congrats to you both.

 

[king family fan]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

 

[HollyGolightly]

(((Holly))) You are getting better! Glad you have such great support. (((Ogre)))

P.S. Cardinals are often thought to be sent from a loved one who has passed and their red color is sometimes the only thing that can pierce thru the fog of depression.

P.P.S. Have some more bacon, love!

It's so funny to hear that about cardinals - I'd never heard that before, and today I saw this on a friend's facebook page, and now you've said it too. And I'm just being honest here - that cardinal has helped. And our spastic dog, who barks at everything, doesn't bark at him. He's big and proud and sits on the fence for the longest time, nearly every morning. I'm a believer.

 

[Lepplady]

A table set aside at the Cantina today:

 

[FlakeNoir]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Oh... (((Holly-Polly girl))) I'm sending you great big hugs and lots of love too... you will get all the way back, I know you will. (I am so thankful that you have The Ogre in your life... happy anniversary to you both, sweetie.) xox

 

[ghost19]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Happy Anniversary Holly. I hope it was a good one. Two people living together for over two decades, you're going to see ups and downs continuously. No marriage is perfect, not even close, it's all give and take. As much as you say you appreciate your husband, it's obvious he appreciates you as much. That's what makes it work. You keep each other propped up and catch each other when you fall, sometimes screaming at each other the whole time you're propping or catching, but you still do it because it's worth it at the end of the day. Enjoy your anniversary ma'am.

 

[danie]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

What a nice guy you found. Never take it for granted. I'm so glad you're feeling better...small steps.

 

[skimom2]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Tightest, tightest hugs to you both

 

[Lepplady]

I was flattered today that somebody thanked me for my service. I know that Memorial Day is for remembering the fallen, but it was nice to be remembered.

 

[Becks19]

Wishing a very Happy Anniversary to Holly and Ogre!! The kids are off of school here and I am going to practice slowing things down!! I hope you all had a good weekend/holiday. I will pop in and say hello as much as I can! I know those girls of mine will want to go everywhere! Hugs to you all.

 

[Spideyman]

Wishing a very Happy Anniversary to Holly and Ogre!! The kids are off of school here and I am going to practice slowing things down!! I hope you all had a good weekend/holiday. I will pop in and say hello as much as I can! I know those girls of mine will want to go everywhere! Hugs to you all.

Have a great and safe summer with the girls. Enjoy the time together. Stop by whenever time permits. The Cantina is always open.

 

[Becks19]

Have a great and safe summer with the girls. Enjoy the time together. Stop by whenever time permits. The Cantina is always open.

Thank you. I will! You know I can't stay away long. Big hugs to you all.

 

[niro]

Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

Happy Anniversary hope it was a good one. Have fun on Saturday!

 

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Happy Anniversary to me and my Ogre - we've been married 24 years today. I would love to post a picture, but he's a bit private. Anyhow, though it hasn't been all smooth sailing, his strength and faith in me have been outstanding over the years. There are so many touching things he's done for me. Recently, as you know, I had a rough patch. And all winter long I'd sit out on the patio and smoke and cry and ruminate- hours every day. And I kept telling him "Come spring, I'm going to be OK and I'll quit smoking again and I'll plant flowers and we'll be happy again." But I didn't make it. I did quit smoking - yay me, haven't had a cigarette since May 2nd. But the paralyzing sadness and anxiety wouldn't go away. And one day I came home, and the patio looked like it had exploded with beauty and color. He and our son had spent the morning planting a bazillion flowers all over. Lovely pots of every kind of flower you can imagine. He put up a birdfeeder and a humming bird feeder. And slowly, this has helped. I love to watch the birds, I've actually seen the humming birds - it feels magical when I catch sight of one - they're so fast and illusive. There's a cardinal that greets me almost every morning - I take it as a sign. I'm getting better. And God bless him. It was HIS dad who died. It was HIM who lost his job (thankfully he got a new one quickly). I don't know how he made it through all that while I was wallowing in my mire - I was no help to him, I was lost.

Anyhow, I wanted to take a moment to say all this. Marriage is hard. You can't imagine the horrid fights we've had, the awful things we've said and done to each other over the years. Somewhere around 12 years into the marriage, we settled down. Today he is making me help him rebuild our gate - it's falling apart - our crazy dog is going to escape. If Trixie gets out, she'll just walk around and scratch at the front door - she doesn't want to run away. But the other dog would be gone because she's kind of dumb. I don't want to do it, but it'll be good for me. Keep me out of my head - working on something that matters. Saturday he's got something special planned that he won't tell me about. I hope, if my girls insist on getting married, they marry someone as rock steady as their father. I hope my son has absorbed his father's ways and knows how to treat a woman and be there always. My husband is one of the few wise choices I've made in my life.

There are no greater gifts than our birdie friends.

Happy Anniversary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!