I suppose it means to come home to sparkling clean and re-decorated bathrooms, complete with matching towels and bathmats. to be loved.
He knows how to get to my heart.
Or maybe it means a quirky little smile from the stand when the kids are climbing on my head at one end of the pew and perfecting the art of KungFu on the other; and hearing his sympathetic grin and focused glance scream across the congregation that he thinks I'm beautiful. And graceful...in sunday meeting scolding.
I guess it's the generous surplus of covers and body heat when I shiver.
Or the kiss and the chuckle when we have leftovers and tantrums for dinner. Again.
I think it's that he told me I'd be a hot rockstar; and left out the part about the obvious scheduling conflict the tour would create. He's so supportive.
Or when he makes me try all his new work-out tortures, and only cheers with support when my plank isn't so steady.
I suppose it could be the empty laundry room.
But really...it's when he peeled me a pomegranite tonight. I knew he loved me.
11.17.2008
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Beautiful, Persephone. May you always be Hades' hot rockstar.
p.s. I know you're not a big fan of tags, but I tagged you anyway. For praise, not for participation. just thought I'd let you know I think you're cool. even if you ARE canadian.
haha.....funny you changed the ending! I wasn't gonna say anything......*snicker, snicker*
But seriously....how sweet!! Ya'll are the ooey, gooey, sweet couple that people are envious of! Cherish it!
very sweet...those cruze men come from good stock
Great post. You two deserve each other you know (in a good way).
Does he have a twin?
as a matter of fact lori...
but my twin can do more pushups.
with a kid on his back.
two kids.
You in?
How sweet. My hubby cooked me some grits the other day. After I forced him to. But it still counts for sweetness.
Nice pyrex bowl -------I had some just like it. funny that you like them so much ---when do I get to see Nashville photos and stories??? nothing says love like a peeled pomegranate love ya, aunt wendy
Awww. So sweet!
that's too sweet!
5 stars for him. :)
Bring it.
One handed.
With a 30-lb overweight wife on his back.
This is the sweetest post Cally -- you two are very lucky! :)
wow, since there is another Wendy how comments (I thought I was the ONLY one) I will have to find a was to designate this is Aunt Wendy --the favorite one.
wow, since there is another Wendy how comments (I thought I was the ONLY one) I will have to find a was to designate this is Aunt Wendy --the favorite one.
I could read your blog ALL day! This was a very cool post.
Nice. And, Wonder Woman, I know that was a cheeky comment, but let the world know that it's definitely the CANADIAN part of Cally that's the coolest!
And on to your post, I have to say that I love pomegranates and tried to share the love with my family just this week--helas, it was not to be. So one lonely gran still sits in my fridge, waiting for my lazy fingers to reveal it's delicious delicacies. I need Conan to peel mine too--do you think he would do it, in a completely unloving way, for me?
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