Days Like This

I feel like I have so much to say right now, but don't really know how to say any of it right now- so this will have to do for now.

My Sweetheart

image found here

This is a habanero. It is one of the spiciest chili peppers known to man.

This is my Havienero. He is the spiciest man known to this woman. He is unequivocally the better half, but that makes me the lucky half and I'm cool with that.

(His name is Xavier which is pronounced ha-vee-ed in Spanish, but is family calls him Havie for short. Get it?)

Happy Valentine's Day!

Big Girl Panties

I put them on, and I'm getting over it.

No more feeling sorry for myself. No more sitting around waiting for something to happen. It is so shameful the way I have acted and thought here recently. I have so much to be grateful for. I did some soul searching today and finally decided that it was time to move on.

I opened the windows to let some light in. Put on some music (which is still playing). Got in the kitchen and started cleaning up the mess that has been there for DAYS while I sat here feeling depressed. Sorry for myself if I'm being totally honest (which apparently I am).

Then it started happening. The music started moving me. The sun started soaking in and I started feeling... Happy? Yes, I think so. I even danced. What?!

And that's when my Heavenly Father decided to knock me upside the head. This song started playing:

Well, I knew He was talking to me. I knew that I really needed to LISTEN. I fell to my knees right there, and I just listened. I felt so full of the Spirit. And He was testifying to me.

As the song neared it's end, all of a sudden I felt a shove on my chest. My eyes popped open in shock and Georgie's nose was right in front of mine. I looked into those soulful eyes and I just giggled and cried at the same time.

How do I manage to forget this? How can I take it all for granted? Why am I filled with anything but gratitude?

I really don't know.

So, I got back up off the floor and with big girl panties firmly in place and attitude readjusted, I proceeded to CLEAN the kitchen. And I felt better when I was done. Please don't misunderstand that my world revolves around how clean my house is, but I've found that my surrounds tend to look like the way my insides feel. It needed to be done, and I needed to do it.

P.S. Image searching for "big girl panties" is interesting. You should try it.

Simon Loves You

Friday night, we were invited to an American Idol Karaoke Party at the Mikelson's. I was ecstatic because I felt I had found an answer to my quandry. You see, I have this 30-before-30 list- And one of my goals, #27 to be exact, had me wondering how it would be accomplished since I have no desire to head into a bar...

So, I can scratch #27 off the list! I made a fool of myself singing karaoke in the comfort of our friend's home. And I tell you what, I thought sober karaoke would be really scary, but it was so much FUN! Seriously. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

Did I mention that my husband also sang? Holy Canolli- he sure did! It was so stinkin' cute!

And although, there were some naysayers who suggest that I in fact, did NOT actually make a fool of myself because I ended up the "winner"- I'd like to remind you of one rendition in particular:

Beyonce's Irreplaceable

'Nuff Said.