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10653312_10203904244342418_7961275568280277730_n  He goes out of his way to surprise me with simple things…

Dancing in the kitchen.
‘Nuff said.

tractor“He put the country back in me…”

Getch’er minds out of the gutter!  hmm…maybe that was just me.  ;)

Seriously though, I’d gotten away from my roots and my old appreciation for simpler ways, simpler times, honest values, chivalry, hospitality, sitting around a fire, songs about trains, lightnin’ bugs, watching the sun rise, crisp morning air, peein’ outside…  You notice so  much good stuff in the country.  I remember now how uncomplicated my life used to be.  I want that again.  With him.  With them.

He’s got the sexiest southern drawl… and he calls me baby.

He and his daughter taught me to play Rock Paper Scissors.  :)

I wish English had a phrase like this…


‘Lo siento’ or ‘siento’

comes from the verb sentir (to feel or to sense)

It roughly translates to “I’m sorry” in English, but literally means, I feel or sense it. Can express regret as well.

I would much rather be able to say to someone hurting, “I feel you, my heart is with you, I sense your pain, and I regret the cause.” in one beautiful short meaningful phrase than our awkward, obligatory, and vague, “I’m sorry”.

We need a new word for that. Or we need to teach everyone Spanish.

I’m really uninhibited around him, like we’re really good old friends…but then there’s all this passion and power, magic and synchronicity that happens around him. He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I feel precious to him. We feel sacred.

He brought me a tiny praying mantis.

We named him Manny.  :)
He’s the best boyfriend ever.


“Manny” the Mantis 10516676_10203675825072079_2035083167747101547_n


Love this…

Originally posted on


I was at work lamenting my impending birthday when a young man came up behind me and said,

“Is it your birthday today?”

“Not yet sweetheart, in a couple of weeks”

“Well how old are you going to be?”

I sighed…”Well hon, I’m going to be 40″…more sighing

And he said (drum roll please) “You don’t look 40! You look like sunshine!”

Oh, out of the mouths of babes. And just like that, 40 meant something entirely different than mid life and thoughts of botox. Never mind the smile on his face that could have easily melted the sun itself, it occurred to me that he wasn’t being a show boat, he was serious. He did not see 40 when he looked at me. He saw sunshine.

He didn’t try to convince me I looked younger or advise me he thought I looked older, he cast the numbers aside entirely…

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