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Remember when my throat feels like someone scraped it with a wire brush....and my limbs have a dull ache?

I do.

PS: This will be the third (yes, THIRD) time I have gotten sick this year!!!!!!! Let's just say I'm upset about it.

PPS: See those Deep Walnut walls behind me??? Someday, when my good camera gets fixed, I will share better photos with you...until then, all I can offer is this little sneak peek.

Going GREEN....

Saskia, my sweet friend from across the sea, tagged me with a fun little diddy to photograph GREEN things around my house.

Here you go!!!

a green magnetic 'frame' hanging in our green guest bedroom

a funny green piece of art hanging in our red kitchen

a green flowery apron that used to be my Gran Estelle's

a random collection of my teacups, cake stands and plates...including a few green ones

and last, but most certainly not least, our little green frog planter. Stone's Grandma gave this to us as an engagement present (with a plant in it, which due to my brown thumb has since died) We don't have a plant in it, but it rests happily on a bookshelf in our living room. It's quirky and I love it.

Stone's worst nightmare?

The dreaded 'chin slap'.....

PS: Seriously, the chin slap is almost the greatest thing ever. To hear a grown man squeal like a school girl because he has a ticklish chin/neck....I made a spectacle of him tonight at the grocery store with the sneak attack chin slap!

The Funnies

(Me and Lisa having a giggle by the pool...I wish I was there)

1. I purchased a new top/tunic at Target the other day. When I put it on this morning, to wear to work, I was 73% sure it was a maternity shirt. Upon my arrival to work it was confirmed by a friendly coworker.

The front of the top/tunic was obviously longer to allow for a growing belly.

Oops!

2. Tonight I was singing to my beloved. I sang a few songs and then my mind went blank.

I turned to Stone:

"What song should I sing now?"

"I don't know."

"Well what song do I know all of the words to?"

"I don't think there is one. I've heard you sing in the car and....um....yeeaaahhhhh.....I don't think you have ever gotten one right."

Oops!

sweet tooth

In the words of my dear sweet bean Katie Jean,

"I try to eat healthy, but I can't. It's not fun!"

Tonight I am having serious sweet tooth issues.

I went to get a drumstick out of the freezer, but was disappointed to find we had eaten the last two yesterday.

I checked the cabinets...nothing

I checked the fridge....nothing

I glanced over at the counter and saw the remaining two sugar cookies Stone's mom made us over a week ago. Although very delicious when she brought them over to us, they have um.....well....lets just say, passed their prime.

I debated.

I went and sat on the couch.

I walked back into the kitchen and rechecked the cabinets and fridge.

And then....

I glanced at the counter and saw the remaining two sugar cookies Stone's mom made us over a week ago.

Will power...lets just say, I don't have it.

A crunchy sugar cookie does the body good right?

Aint That Sweet!

Guess what my beloved did.

Go on....guess.

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OK fine, I'll tell you.

He went and took the next 4 Mondays off of work to be able to spend time with his lady!

(that's me by the way)

Other than sharing a day full of giggles and hugs, not working on Mondays also means we get to have Sunday Funday!!!

NOTE:

Sunday Funday-

When one doesn't work on Monday it means Sunday is technically their Saturday, which in turn means NO BED TIME!

Cheers to Sunday Funday.....you should try it sometime!

PS: I apparently thought it was Monday Funday and stayed up way to late ready Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol.....and then I dreamed in symbols and code

And then there was one....

Dear solo Slipper Boot,

I left you in the upstairs hallway, with your mate...I know I did!

I was looking forward to sliding my cold tootsies into your warm fuzzy goodness when I got home.

For two days now your mate has been missing.

The canine (you know, Matilda) has been intensely interviewed and all her hiding places have been searched....to no avail.

Do we have a ghost? A slipper boot stealing ghost????

Where could your mate have gone?

Hoping we are spook free,

Courtney

PS: We cracked the case. The mate was found hiding in the hamper.....the paw print pointed to a canine.

How the time slips by

What I really want to do is post photos of our new and (very) improved family room and all it's Deep Walnut glory.

But I can't.

There was a teeny tiny mishap with the camera involving someone (me) dropping it and breaking it.

I really should take it to the camera shop tomorrow before work because after all, I don't work until 1pm.

But I can't.

Before I head off to work, I have a very important date with a comfy couch, a blanket, a warm cup of tea and the movie Wolverine. Stone's dad gave me the movie months ago and I have failed to watch it. Last night while talking over dinner he informed me he 'couldn't believe I hadn't watched it yet!' and that I 'need to hurry up already' because he has 'many questions he needs answered!'....so I guess that makes me the X-Men Encyclopedia??? (aka: closet sci-fi lover)

Perhaps Friday before work at 12pm?

Can't.

I have a very important date with my lovely stylist Amber for a pre-holidays color touch up. (can you say HELLO BLONDE ROOTS!)

Maybe on Saturday?

No can do.

I've gotta work at 8:30 and after that I have a very important date scheduled with Lisa, who is in town from Detroit.

All of this means that not only do I not get to post pics of our cozy new family room in all of it's Deep Walnut glory....I also do not get to document what is most certainly going to be a fun night out with the girls!

I shake my fist at you time....and your slippery ways!!!!!!

Take A Look....

Do you ever sit and just take it all in? Everything around you and in your life that makes you happy?

I do, and sometimes I'm overwhelmed. I have so much to be happy for it seems silly to ever waste a moments time being anything else.

This morning when the alarm went off I sat up and got ready to get out of bed, but then I laid back down. I rested my head on Stone's shoulder and realized it was the most cozy spot I had ever been in. We laid there in silence just breathing. It was no more than a minute, but it was a perfect minute.

A minute when I knew, to the deepest part of who I am, that I am where I am meant to be.

Good morning.

Until Sunday.....

Tonight I had a dinner date with my beloved before he left for a weekend with the boys.

Thank you Stone, Mama Carrolla's was delicious (as usual) and the company (you) was lovely (as always).

I will miss you while you are away. Our bed will seem oh so lonely without you in it and my tootsies will feel oh so chilly all alone under the covers.

While you are away I will:

*turn every light in the house on once it gets dark

*snuggle with Tilda

*read my book club book (Her Fearful Symmetry)

*get spooked by every groan and pop coming from our old house at night

*maybe put away all of my laundry (heavy on the maybe)

*day dream of your safe return on Sunday when I will shower you with hugs and kisses

(Stone in Rome. If you look close, you can see the beard he grew while we were there. Blonde hair...red beard...who knew!?!?!)

Sassy (with a capital 'S')

This is my niece Laney.

Don't let her sweet little face fool you....she will sass you until the cows come home.

This evening while checking my email she 'yahoo chatted' me.

We 'chatted' back and forth for a bit and then she said,

"OK! BRB"

I responded with,

"what's BRB"

Miss Sassy Pants hit me with,

"be right back....DUH!!!!!"

(please let it be known she even took the time to make the 'duh' a larger font size)

Nothing like being told you are a dumbass....by a 10 year old.

Hand to his heart......

Stone and I slow dance.

Did I ever tell you that?

Well we do, and I think it is lovely.

Last night, while celebrating Halloween at my sister's, I asked him to slow dance with me. But being the modest man he is, he asked if we could later.....when we weren't in a room full of other people who weren't dancing

This morning I woke up to Stone's favorite tunes playing in the next room.

I got up and we slowed danced to Van Morrison's "Into the Mystic".

Into The Mystic - VAN MORRISON


He took my hand and held it over his heart.

I love it when he does that.