Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
That daughter, several years beyond toddling now, googled the term and gave me its meaning all these years later. Her search informed me that it goes back to the time when it was important to have a male heir to carry on the family name and assets as well as have a daughter to marry off to a moneyed and influential gentleman, thus increasing your chances of maintaining or gaining power for generations to come.
Interesting. I love little bits of historical trivia.
Where is Mr. Darcy when you want him?
Most of you are familiar with The Learning Channel's (TLC) show called Trading Spaces. While we were living in Key West they taped a show down town. One day, while watching television, that episode aired. It was obvious by the end of the program that one of the participants was not at all happy with the results of the trade. We liked what Frank had done to her little place. A couple of weeks later we were walking around town and stopped in a local bookstore and who should be behind the counter, but the disgruntled Trading Spaces lady. We chatted with her, got her take on the experience. We asked since she did not like the design, what ever happened to the mermaid that was central to the new decor? She said she had taken it off her wall and set it out on her porch. Could we have it?, we asked. Certainly, for a nominal fee. That is how we became the proud owners of a piece of Trading Spaces memorabilia. She now hangs in the living area of my guest cottage.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
This is my husband of nearly 23 years. He is my hero. He literally is a hero. He served this great country for 20 years in the Air Force and was awarded the Bronze Star medal for his actions during Operation Iraqi Freedom. Look at his chest full of medals, my hero has had a distinguished career and I have been along for the ride. Though I never got overseas with him I have seen some different parts of these 50 states. Our daughter was born in gorgeous and green Washington state and our son "where the wind comes sweeping down the plain", in Oklahoma.
I know this sounds pedestrian, but my hero is also my soul mate. He is who I dreamed of, when I did dream, which was not as often as most little girls; I did not sit and plan out my wedding day to the nth degree before the age of 8 and revisit that dream on a daily basis, nothing wrong in that, it was just not me. I never thought about the ceremony stuff, I just knew what kind of man I wanted as my husband. When I was young I wanted to have a husband who had the same sense of humor I did, the same likes and dislikes, same goals and set of values. I got that man in my husband. God sure knew what he was doing when he brought us together. Now that he is retired from the Air Force I have more time to spend with him. I am looking forward to having more adventures with my hero.
I was once told by a gentleman, that I had the "Millionaire's Family", one of each, perfect. I don't know about that term and its origin, but I do know that I am blessed to have my children and blessed that I have one of each. Some times it seems as if it has been eons since my babies were babies, and yet at the same time ,as if they grew up overnight . My daughter is graduating from high school this year, 30 years after her mother, and will study art this Fall. She is smart, witty and creative. My son is a sophomore this year and is active in NJROTC at the high school. He is also smart, witty and has plans for a military career, like Dad. My little family of four is suits me just fine.