Thursday, June 28, 2012

Juppy Giveaway

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Monday, June 25, 2012

Carry me in your Arms....

I got home one night and, as my wife served dinner,
 I held her hand and said, “I want a divorce.”
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words.
Instead, she softly asked me why.
 I avoided the question, and this made her angry.
She threw down the chopsticks and shouted, “You are not a man!”
We didn’t talk to each other that night.
She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage,
but I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer;
she had lost my heart to Jane.
 I didn’t love her anymore.
 I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt,
I drafted a divorce agreement stating
 that she could keep the house, the car, and a 30% share of my company.
She glanced at it and tore it to pieces.
The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger.
I felt sorry for her wasted time,
 resources and energy,
but I could not take back what I had said.
 She finally cried loudly in front of me,
which was what I had expected to see in the first place,
 and the idea of divorce felt more real now.
I got home very late from work the next day,
and found her writing something at the table.
 I didn’t have dinner,
 I just went straight to bed and fell asleep.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions:
she didn’t want anything from me,
 but requested that for the next month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible.
 Her reasons were simple:
 our son had his exams in a month,
and she didn’t want to disrupt him with a broken marriage.

She also asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day,
 and requested that I now carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning for the month’s duration.
I thought she was going crazy,
 but to make our last days together bearable,
 I accepted her odd request.
We were both pretty clumsy about it when I carried her out on the first day,
but our son was joyfully clapping his hands behind us, singing,
 “Daddy is holding mommy in his arms!” His words triggered a sense of pain in me.
 I carried her from the bedroom to the living room, and then to the door.
 She closed her eyes and softly said,
 “Don’t tell our son about the divorce.” I nodded and put her down outside the door.
We weren’t as clumsy on the second day.
She leaned on my chest,
 and I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.
 I realized that I hadn’t really looked at this woman for a long time.
 She was not young anymore.
 There were fine wrinkles on her face, and her hair was graying!
Our marriage had taken its toll on her.
 For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day,
 when I lifted her up,
I felt a sense of intimacy returning.
 This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day,
I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again.
 It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by,
and I suddenly realized that she was getting very thin.
One morning it hit me how she was burying so much pain and bitterness in her heart,
and without really thinking about it,
 I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at that moment and said,
 “Dad, it’s time to carry mom out!”
 To him,
seeing his father carry his mother out had become an essential part of every morning.
 My wife gestured to our son to come closer,
 and hugged him tightly.
 I turned my face away because I was afraid I might start changing my mind.
 I carried her in my arms,
 and her hand naturally wrapped around my neck.
 I held her body tightly,
 just like on our wedding day.

On the last day,
when I held her in my arms,
 I could hardly move a step.
 I knew what I had to do.
 I drove to Jane’s place,
 walked upstairs and said,
“I’m sorry, Jane, but I do not want to divorce my wife anymore”.
It all became very clear to me.
I had carried my wife into our home on our wedding day,
and I am to hold her
 “until death do us apart”!!

 I bought a bouquet of flowers for my wife on my way home,
and when the salesgirl asked me what to write on the card,
 I smiled and said,
 “I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart”.
I got home,
 flowers in my hands,
 and a big smile on my face.
 But my wife had died in her sleep while I was away.
It turns out that she’d been fighting cancer for a few months now,
 but I was too busy with Jane to even notice.
She knew that she would die soon,
but wanted to save me from a negative reaction from our son
 (in case we push through with the divorce).
In the eyes of our son,
at least,
 I would still appear to have been a loving husband.
 I carried her out for the last time…

The small details of our lives,
that I initially thought were boring and unimportant,
are what really matters in a relationship;
 not the mansion,
the car,
personal property or the money in the bank.
These things may create an environment conducive for happiness,
 but they cannot provide happiness in-and-of themselves.
So find time to be your lover’s friend,
and to do those little things for each other that build intimacy.

Many people do not realize how close they are to success when they give up!!!

To the right people at the right time this is a very powerful story!

It saved me once......

Today I will!

Today I will......
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. 
The important thing is not to stop questioning.
~Albert Einstein

I will dream as if i will live forever,
live as if i will die today....

Some might wonder why?
well i am the co-parent of 2 beautiful lil boys....
that live to far away and everytime i have to take them back i always say a prayer. i hug until they let go and i say i love you last. 
Theres so many times i take what i have for granted.....

One thing my life has taught me.....
life can change in a minute and youll always wonder if you did enough.

So today i will share with someone else......

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Finally talked her into it....

I finally talked one of the coolest people i know into joining me here.....
If it wasnt for her i wouldnt have ever started this, its crazy but at 33 i have a new BFF!!!
we joined forces about a month ago and started /OmgGoodies. I have had the time of my life and made a life long friend. Hopefully she knows how much i appreciate her, the fact that i will always just be phone call away....muah ur the bestest bestie <3
Shes pretty busy with the Sister blog..... but hopefully she will grace this page with her awesomeness.....

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Did you know??

Where did "piss poor" come from?

If you're young and hip, this is still interesting.


Us older people need to learn something new every day...

Just to keep the grey matter tuned up.

Where did "Piss Poor" come from? Interesting history.

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot.

And then once it was full it was taken and sold to the tannery...

if you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor".
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot...

They "didn't have a pot to piss in" and were the lowest of the low.

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature
Isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be.

Here are some facts about the 1500's

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May,

And they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell,
brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor.

Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water.

                      The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water,

Then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children.

Last of all the babies.

By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.
Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water!"

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath.

It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals
(mice, bugs) lived in the roof.

When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof.
Hence the saying, "It's raining cats and dogs."
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.

This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings

Could mess up your nice clean bed.
Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.
That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt.

Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery
In the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing..

As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door,
It would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way.
Hence: a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.

Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables
And did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers
In the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day.

Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.

Hence the rhyme:

“Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special.

When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off.

It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon."

They would cut off a little to share with guests

And would all sit around and chew the fat.

Those with money had plates made of pewter.

Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death.

This happened most often with tomatoes,
so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status..

Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle,

and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky.
The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days..
Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.
They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around
and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up.

Hence the custom; "holding a wake."

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people.

So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave.

When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had ben burying people alive.
So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell.

Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be,
“saved by the bell" or was "considered a dead ringer."

And that's the truth.

Now, whoever said history was boring!!!

So get out there and educate someone!
Share these facts with a friend.

Life with S.I.D.S

When i was 17 i had my first baby...(i know too young) its amazing how one minute your a kid and the next your life revolves around someone so little. She was 8pds and 21 1/2 inches long..... SHE WAS PERFECT!
She was amazing in every way and taught me so many things. looking into her eyes you could get lost and it seemed like she understood everything. 
All our checkups went great and my baby was hitting all the milestones. I was the mom that sat there and just stared when she was sleeping, i now sang lullabyes and danced around the room. I did whatever it took to make that sweet porcelian face light up. Anyone that held her was in love...maybe she was
Well it was getting close to Easter so every little girl needs a special dress for that special day! so i got her 4! 
We went for a long walk on the beach...which i believe she loved. 
I got her ready for bed all snuggled and warm....
little did i know that would be the last time, i would get to dress my real life porcelian doll.
The next morning i woke up and flew out of bed, i didnt understand why! i went to check on my girl......
She was gone to me forever......
The days to follow were a blur....really the years after were still a blur!
16 yrs later It still hurts and nothing will ever change that....

Thanx for taking time to read my life or just a piece that is.....

Saturday, June 16, 2012

You gotta start somewhere!

well you gotta start somewhere.......

let me just say this wont be ur normal blog, im hoping this will be the place you come to laugh, cry and rant! I will be sharing and i hope you do too.
I will have a daily laugh blog.... if your anything like me you can use a good laugh!
also i will be sharing any and all tips i can find.
Not to mention im gonna start a random pic of the day!

so heres to a new journey in my life!