Monday, March 31, 2008
A shout out from my friend the true Cancer Vixen
Check out the link below the new picture of the girls (scroll down) and check out the Shout Out from Marisa Acocello Marchetto. It is under the latest installment "Boobies - Yay!!!!!! Vajayjay - NAY??????" I am now the Uber Vixen. How cool is that?
Thursday, March 6, 2008
An Ode to My Husband
On this day March 6, 2008 Matt and I celebrate a decade together. Our times have been terrific, terrible, transcendent and tumultuous but they have been our time.
When I met Matt at the Jitterbug in Wallingford (he was the General Manager) I had no idea that I was being set up by my friend Eileen. She and I had known each other since kindergarten and Matt and she had worked together for the preceding 5 years. She had a plan and neither one of us knew.
I was wowed by his ability to let us stay in a booth for the entire breakfast rush. Keep the cocktails coming at a steady clip and simultaneously help us finish the NY Times Crossword puzzle. He was obviously smart and to me he is the most beautiful man in the world. Seriously, those eyes and those buns! I digress.
I left the Jitterbug and went across the street to a dive called Goldie's on 45th. There was the tiniest of windows whereby I could continue to watch him work. Bliss.
In the crosswalk I told my friend Eileen after giving him the "double thumbs up" that he was the man I was going to marry.
Basically, he had me at H-----S (and it wasn't Hello)
MH: "A bunch of us are meeting up later on tonight, would you like to come?"
ML: "Sure where are you going?"
MH: "Hooters."
We had had good times and bad, tough times and amazing runs of greatness. We have made 2 beautiful daughters who never cease to amaze me with their grace, candor and just plain wackiness.
Currently, life had presented us with a multi-sided, poly-processed, ultra-dimensional plate of totally fucked up......and this man shines. He has his moments, as we all do, that are less than noteworthy but one the whole he is my rock and if I had to do it all over again I would, with fries instead of the side of cancer.
Matt is very fond of the limerick, haiku and short rhyme in iambic pentameter. So this is for him.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I can't imagine that last 3,653 days
without you.
You make me crazy,
I drive you to drink,
but our time together
has been amazing I think.
I know your faith
is at a low.
But on this day
I want you to know.
I love you
until death does us part.
I gave you our children
and also my heart.
Please accept this mots
as the French would say,
and know you are loved
and have a great day.
I love you madly, Meesh
When I met Matt at the Jitterbug in Wallingford (he was the General Manager) I had no idea that I was being set up by my friend Eileen. She and I had known each other since kindergarten and Matt and she had worked together for the preceding 5 years. She had a plan and neither one of us knew.
I was wowed by his ability to let us stay in a booth for the entire breakfast rush. Keep the cocktails coming at a steady clip and simultaneously help us finish the NY Times Crossword puzzle. He was obviously smart and to me he is the most beautiful man in the world. Seriously, those eyes and those buns! I digress.
I left the Jitterbug and went across the street to a dive called Goldie's on 45th. There was the tiniest of windows whereby I could continue to watch him work. Bliss.
In the crosswalk I told my friend Eileen after giving him the "double thumbs up" that he was the man I was going to marry.
Basically, he had me at H-----S (and it wasn't Hello)
MH: "A bunch of us are meeting up later on tonight, would you like to come?"
ML: "Sure where are you going?"
MH: "Hooters."
We had had good times and bad, tough times and amazing runs of greatness. We have made 2 beautiful daughters who never cease to amaze me with their grace, candor and just plain wackiness.
Currently, life had presented us with a multi-sided, poly-processed, ultra-dimensional plate of totally fucked up......and this man shines. He has his moments, as we all do, that are less than noteworthy but one the whole he is my rock and if I had to do it all over again I would, with fries instead of the side of cancer.
Matt is very fond of the limerick, haiku and short rhyme in iambic pentameter. So this is for him.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I can't imagine that last 3,653 days
without you.
You make me crazy,
I drive you to drink,
but our time together
has been amazing I think.
I know your faith
is at a low.
But on this day
I want you to know.
I love you
until death does us part.
I gave you our children
and also my heart.
Please accept this mots
as the French would say,
and know you are loved
and have a great day.
I love you madly, Meesh
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