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My husband vs Valentine’s Day

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My husband and I have been married a while- over 20 years. So when Valentine’s Day comes around I don’t expect flowers, candy, a card or the big woo. Odds are we have already celebrated it this past weekend to avoid the crowds on Tuesday.

If I get anything I am happy but being married and showing one’s love should not be celebrated just a few times a year on those special days: one’s anniversary, birthday and Valentine Day.

I don’t need the trinkets of a holiday that specializes in making the candy, greeting card and flower industry more wealthy. It is the little things that people might overlook

1-My husband dropping me off at the front of an establishment when my fibro is acting up

2-Buying me a king size candy bar of my favorite brand just because

3-Doing the dishes every morning before he goes to work

4-Watching my sports teams on tv with me even when he couldn’t care less who wins.

5-Getting me a Pepsi even though he knows I am not allowed but I crave it.

6-Not sharing my dessert at a restaurant knowing inside I don’t really want to share

7-Driving almost 3 hours one way to bring me to my doctor’s office

The list goes on. As a female I will admit the flowers and candy do make me go woohoo inside. But in the grand scheme of things I rather know that I am loved year round instead of just a few specific days the industry dictates.

While we ate our official Valentine’s Day meal on Sunday I will be treating him out today at lunch.

Update:

I found out today my husband is always a surprise to me. Sitting on my laptop this morning was a beautiful package, I almost hated to break the seal. Inside was a lovely card with a sentiment that made me pause. Inside that card was a Subway card for a few meals. He does know me well. 🙂

But inside that package was a beautiful hand-woven scarf and necklace. The picture does not do them justice. The girl in me squealed on the inside for the package and for having a husband who loves me. I know this with or without the gifts.

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Purses

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As a female I have a few purses. Granted not the gazillions most girls have. I have under five at last check. One of my favorite ones is a big light green purse that only has one pocket on the side to put small items , otherwise it is a free for all. Just dump what you want to put in and go on your merry way. The other one is a smaller bag that is nice enough to use for functions, church and to look at least presentable.

With a bigger bag there is always the issue of trying to find one item in a big bag for there is no order to a bag with no pockets. Yet here is my dilemma. My smaller purse that has two small pockets on the inside and two on the outside gives me major grief. For me to find anything in it, I have to literally dump everything out to find a chap stick, nail clippers and so on. While my bigger pale green hippie looking bag I can find anything within mere seconds of looking for it.

What gives? Logically to me anyway it seems if it is smaller and has pockets I should have no issue but yet every single time I try to find something I mutter to myself. It always ends up with me promising myself that I will go back to my big free for all purse and yet I don’t. My family is so use to me fuss about this topic they have learned to ignore when it happens and just walk away. I live with smart men I suspect.

As a trained scientist I have yet to figure out what the problem but now at this point the matter is becoming mute. It is just another mystery of life. For trying to be presentable I will go with the smaller bag and for the days that is does not matter or I don’t care I will go the hippie route.

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I’m gonna wash that gray right outta my hair….

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I’m gonna wash that gray right outta of my hair. Yeah my age is starting to catch up with me. Thankfully with conveniences we now have, some of life’s little annoyance can now be rectified. I was born a blond hair child with bright blue eyes, in fact that color stayed with me until I was 19. Then my sister cut my hair really short and soon afterwards my hair changed to the color it is now, brown.

My attitude and personality at times do reflect the status that blonds have gotten over the years and I take it in stride and just say I am being blond which is not far from the truth some days.

With the wide availability of colors out there on the market it is hard some days to choose what color I will use to make a radical change. Yet I always seem to stick to old faithful, red. By the time I am done with the red coloring and it has had a chance to blend with my brown, I get a lovely auburn head of hair for at least 6 weeks. I will go red roughly three times a year to get a change of pace. I like the difference in how it looks and the strut I suddenly get after the coloring is complete.

My husband does not always notice but I am getting use to that. The compliments I get from other people I know and total strangers just makes me smile on the inside and yeah on the outside as well.

It is such inexpensive and easy way to make a small change in one’s life. Face it, life comes at you hard and aging is not always easy to deal with. It is a way to bounce back on the days we need that as women. Granted soon enough the color will fade and slowly be brushed or washed out. But in that small amount of time, every time I look in the mirror and see the change it gives me a boost. I think that is pretty cool all for the price of $3.49. To me that is a damn good bargain.