I Miss Harry

I miss Harry. You could say we got acquainted in the hospital waiting room. That was a long night last May… anticipating the birth of my second niece, perfect for meeting a new friend. I was questionable about him at first; I didn’t think we’d hit it off. But everybody kept saying you have to meet Harry, Harry is wonderful. I gave in. They were right. Quite honestly, Harry is more than wonderful. Once I got to know him, I couldn’t get enough. We had our differences, but I found him fascinating. With each encounter it got better and better; he became more interesting, more exhilarating, and I began to learn a little more about myself along the way.
I saw him on and off all summer, sneaking in meetings whenever possible. In mid July, our meetings hit a wall. He wasn’t available, not for me anyway. I had to see him. I was desperate. After a dull weekend without him, I called my brother, practically begging him to hook us up. He came through. Pheww! Together again, and this time I knew we’d be seeing even more of each other, James had promised me that.
Harry taught me a lot over the summer. He taught me the true meaning of friendship, he showed me what it really means to be brave, loyal, and kind, but most of all, he taught me that love conquers all. I wish there was something I could give back to him. And now that it’s over, well, I find myself wanting to go back to the beginning, wanting to start all over again just so I can see him.
I miss Harry. Even though he’s a wizard who lives in a world that doesn’t exist, I miss him. Our last days spent together, I savored, not wanting it to end. Every moment I took slowly. It was like eating a very rich, rare, and perfect dessert, every bite enjoyed with reverence knowing it would soon be gone.
I guess all there is left to say is, thank you, Harry. Thank you Harry Potter for a wonderful summer. I may be seeing you again soon.

Note: Thank you James, for letting me borrow your Harry Potter collection when the library failed me and I was left in dire need, and I further thank you for buying me books five and six! Awesome!

Note 2: To all fellow Harry Potter fans… you know exactly what I’m talking about right? And for those of you who have not been introduced to Harry, well I suggest you meet him soon. You won’t regret it.

"Hot" Husbands!

The Husband Hot-List

These things don’t usually happen on the same day, and of course there are days and weeks when none of these things happen. But watching my husband be a better man than he thinks he is through self-less acts, makes him the most attractive man I know.

So here it goes, my list of random things I find appealing in a man. Of course I love it when I find my man doing these things, but I also stop and admire other dads and husbands who are trying just as hard as mine to be the best they can be for their families.

Husbands who….

… Take their kids to the library… Are Hot!
…load and unload the dishwasher (not do to nagging or prodding, but from their own desire)… Are Hot!
…make breakfast…lunch…dinner… or something edible and prepared…Are Hot!
…know how to push around the vacuum, mop, or broom…Are Hot! This is one of my favorites, especially when the view is so appealing!
…remember your favorite drink exactly the way you like it and bring it to you on a day when you need it most…Are Hot!
…take the kids to the grocery store, park, or anywhere away from you so you can have some peace of mind…Are Hot!
…Show they’ve actually heard what you’ve said by their actions…Are Hot!
-“if you have to look at one more pile of dirty laundry, you just might slit your wrists!” –mysteriously the laundry gets washed, dried, folded and mostly put away, though in all the wrong places. But who are you to complain… at least you didn’t have to slit your wrists!
…read a book just to please you, because you’re reading it and want to have in-depth conversations about it …Are Hot!
…stand behind you no matter what…Are Hot!
-when you decide to start working out again, they cheer you on and even buy you a new outfit that you look great in
-when you decide to landscape the front yard, they work beside you, digging, moving the heavy stuff and, and planting flowers you picked out together
- even on the tougher decisions like staying home, or going into the work field, he acts like your partner, your teammate, and you feel confident that together you are doing right
…Love Jesus… Are Hot!
-when you know his heart’s motivation’s are striving to please God there is nothing in the world more attractive!

So here’s a shout out to all the “Hot” husbands out there! If you’ve got one of them, show them lots of love and let them know how wonderful they are!

(There are many more things that make my honey Hot, these are just ten that came to mind because I have seen and appreciated most of them lately. Yay! My hubby’s hot)!

Getting Back To Priorities

As a mom, there are many things I once valued that now I rarely think about. Priorities have taken a major revamp… mostly for the good I have to say. But there are those things, little things that I need back in my life… looking in the mirror, for instance before leaving the house.

Last week after picking Elijah up from pre-school, I decided I would be brave and attempt a post office stop with both boys in tow. I only had one envelope to mail and some stamps to pick up, but of course there was a line. I tried pre-occupying Elijah with letter games “how many letter A’s can you find,” etc. It worked fairly well, but he was still his fidgety, four-year- old self.

When it was finally our turn, Elijah handed our special envelope up on to the counter to be mailed, and then stepped behind me to do some more fidgeting. What I didn’t expect was a poke on my bottom. Yes… my four year old was poking me! I turned around trying to be discreet and whispered as sternly as I could for him to stop. As soon as I turned back to the counter, he did it again. “Elijah! Stop it!” I said. I figured he was trying to poke the button on my pants, but I couldn’t understand why that would be funny, he was giggling after all. Oh well, kids do silly unexplainable things all the time, though this was a little inappropriate in my opinion, I didn’t want to make a big deal in front of a line of people.

When we got out to the car he had a talk about poking, and I thought that was the end of it. Well, it was the end for him, but when I got home I realized that I should have been a lot more embarrassed at the post office… and at Elijah’s pre-school, and everywhere else I had been that morning. I hadn’t looked in the mirror before walking out the door, (surprise, surprise). If I had looked in the mirror, I would have noticed the large hole on the backside of my pants and the bright blue panties showing through. But I didn’t. Now I know, some priorities aren’t worth sacrificing.