It’s easy to get grumpy when stupid things happen. duh. Such is the case with the blessed commitment that’s unexpectedly filled my summer, 8 hours a day, five days a week. I’m not here to complain, though. That would be really boring. Situations like this merit a good SHUT UP AND BE THANKFUL (happy is welcome, too). It’s been a while since I’ve posted one of these, but…
I am thankful for:
- Family. They’re awesome. awesome = yes. I will bake your wedding cake. awesome = yes. I will do your engagement shoot. awesome = I love you and I want to help you out, because you’re awesome too.
- The little brown dog that sticks her nose into the car as soon as I park in the garage and open the door to get out. I can’t help but smile!
- Verizon free mobile to mobile. I’ll let you guess why
- The moon. I forget about it all the time, but when I remember, I’m almost always blown away by how beautiful it is in the night sky.
- The word “us.” It’s taken on a new meaning these days.
- Sunshine. I don’t get out to enjoy it much lately, but I’m glad it shines through the windows!
- My best friend, my sous chef (he really is hot in the kitchen!), my handsome man, my love. He keeps my head on straight, despite the distance!
- Music. Car singer? guilty.
There… much better. I think I can breathe again.
[RACHEL]
Dear WordPress Blog,
I have a confession to make. I’ve been cheating on you with a charming old friend– JOURNAL. You don’t have to say it twice, it’s true– I’m a sucker for technology and connecting through media. However, I’ve neglected to let you know a minor detail in the two years that we have been acquainted… I’m also a sucker for nostalgia, and I love paper. There you have it. You can’t always know more than my archaic, dusty book. I figured I owed it to my future children… they really must know what momma was up to in the best days she has ever known.
Well, WordPress Blog, now that this matter is off my chest, I must confess yet another thing… JOURNAL is not the winner of my affection. JOURNAL can’t hold me close, melt me with his smile, wow me with the sparkle in his eyes, say the right thing at the right time to make everything OK again, or be my best friend and my true half. Nope, that’s my Handsome Man’s job… and he does it well!
One of these days, I’ll fill you in on the sweetness of summer ‘09, and decorate you with pictures and lovely thoughts. Until then, just know that life is rad…
[RACHEL]
Life has gotten a thousand times bigger and better, with a mere exchange of eight words. It’s really quite an amazing thing. How much love can a heart hold? It’s impossible to quantify or begin to understand, but I feel it still the same, and the incredible thing is, it grows every day. Never have I been more excited for the future laid out before me. I have learned that we aren’t spiritually, emotionally, intelectually, or physically capable, or meant to tackle life and the course of eternity alone… and what a great blessing to have found the one who will walk beside me through it all, our future.
What were those eight words?
Will you marry me?
Yes. Yes, of course.
I am marrying the man of my dreams, my Handsome Man!
[RACHEL]
