Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Be In Style blog review

I was recently contacted by the lovely fashion blog Be In Style to see if I'd like them to review my blog. What a lovely compliment sweetie! And then I was flattered by their review of how I see things in my little corner of the world, San Francisco. Be In Style is all things fashion, deals, trends and some gossip, but it's all class and lovely things.

Laura, the blogger for Under the Sheets~shhh, lives in charming San Francisco, California. She blogs about everything from Grace Kelly’s wedding dress (over thirty seamstresses worked on her incredible gown!) to outfits for 80’s-style workouts. One of her most recent posts is about a trip to Tuscany and Rome. She makes these romantic Italian places seem like the one and only place any fashion-lover would want to live!...When you get a chance head over and check out the review.
Let me know what you think sweetie!

Monday, June 28, 2010

Italian fashion inspiration

Two weeks away in Tuscany and Rome was a much needed trip after the weddings. As soon as we touched down in Italy, I started to hear the angels singing as I saw the unique fashions pass me by. The roman sandals, fabulous bags, parachute pants and sunglasses were all calling my name.
And now I feel inspired by the soft Italian leather, classy lines and women dressed to the nine. Honey and I would turn a corner and I would see into a dress shop and my breath would be taken away.

So the Italians truly have secrets about food, love and fashion.

But the shoes were just fabulous and amazing. I could have bought so many pairs and made them my own. I took one pair home and I promise they will be worn out soon.

Fashion is an art and then it takes the woman to carry it off. Can you feel her confidence in this bold red trench?

And this was a typical storefront in Florence. What made me stop dead in my tracks were the gorgeous children clothes shops. The Italian children were dressed so well.

I discovered that my own fashion sense tends to be European. Blame it on my English family, but my clothes were similar to the fashion trends.

I feel forever changed and inspired by the Italian fashion trends sweetie. What has inspired you on your travels? Do you still use your inspiration today?

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Inspirational Weekend Quote

Today's inspirational weekend quote reminds me to look and to find the happiness within everything.

Happiness for me is a combination of many things and people.

The perfect red rose in my neighbors hedges, the taste of chocolate drizzled over strawberries, a compliment from someone that you weren't expecting, the right temperature of tea, listening to a piece of music that makes me get up and dance, seeing a retro photo, thinking outside of the box, happiness is talking to my friends and family, a random act of kindness, a kiss on the nose, sharing in others joy, giving a present, smiling at a stranger, fruit lip gloss, and watching World Cup soccer and screaming for a team....yeah.

Just thinking about my happiness inspiration makes me happy sweetie. So use this inspiration to smile a little bigger today and I'll wait as you go and put some fruity lip gloss on. Now it's your turn can you finish this sentence... "Happiness is...

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Did I change my name after marriage?

I wrote a post back in September called, Should I change my name after marriage? I loved all of your comments as they were diverse and candid. Just the way I like comments! What I learned is there really are no rules in needing to change your name for marriage. It's all about personal preference.

And as long as you think out of the box then why not behave the same way about this name changing tradition?

I've known my Honey for five years (1 1/2 as friends and then 3 1/2 years as a couple) so I've had plenty of time to think about this. And yes I doodled on my notebook what my married name would look like countless times. And over the years Honey and I have discussed our feelings about my name change. And neither of us were set either way.

One day Honey made the suggestion that I take his last name as my middle name so I have a double-barrelled last name. For me this is the best of both worlds. For now I can keep my last name for work and google searches, but can be Mrs. Honey as well. His suggestion just felt right and we moved forward with the change the day we got our marriage license.

So I did change my name for marriage, but in my 'out of the box' way that works for me/us.

Here are some of my favorite post comments that really stood out:

Meagan said...

Lost of comments on this one. You have a lot to think about. I am getting married in a few weeks and am so excited to change my name. It is weird to think that my children and people I meet in the future will only know me by my husband's last name. That the name that is my identity will slowly disappear. I plan to keep it around a little on magazine subscriptions or library cards. I am changing it because its a tradition and if you are doing the tradition of getting married I think you should go all the way with it. I want to be announced that day as Mr and Mrs. I also feel like changing my name is putting trust in my husband to take care of me and our future children. Be the head of the household. Good luck!

The Good Cook said...

I took my husband's name. It meant so much to him and it really made me feel like a "wife" and part of a whole new team identity. Our children have my maiden name as their middle name, keeping it alive!

Sarah said...

You do realize that your children are not required to have your husband's last name, right? They can have yours just as easily. Heck, make one up for them if you want.

Also, I grew up with a different name than my mother (she remarried when I was five, but I didn't change my name). Guess what? It was no big deal. Ever. No one ever got confused or thought that she wasn't really my mom. Maybe fifty years ago it would have seemed odd, but it certainly doesn't now.

If you don't want to change your last name, but want your children to have yours, then give them yours. If you don't want to change your last name, but want the kids to have Daddy's name, then let them have it and don't worry about it. If you want a new name but don't want to fall into the patriarchal trap of being known only by your husband's name, come up with a new name for the whole family and make your husband go through the whole name-changing mess with you. Think outside the box! You're not limited to your grandmother's traditions.
So what are your thoughts about changing your name for marriage? Out of the three comments, which do you relate to the most?

Monday, June 21, 2010

First look at wedding pictures

In the almost two year tradition of writing this blog, I've never once shown a picture of Honey. Mostly for privacy etc. Now this becomes a problem when you have wonderful wedding pictures to please trust that I actually got married to another person. Thank you!

This first picture was taken at our Jewish ceremony just after Honey and I were pronounced as husband and wife and we started to walk down the aisle together. I loved my bouquet and all of the flowers. * Flowers done by Laura Miller Designs.

This is a sliver of Honey and I at our Hindu wedding ceremony. The colors and flowers are something I will never forget. Plus the smell of jasmine will always remind me of our wedding day as they were flowing in my hair.

Our cake was so lovely, classic and tasty. The colors of champagne complimented the deep red of the roses. It was a darker venue so the cake was also surrounded by candles. Yummy! * Cake created by Carolyn Wong.

And this is another peak of our lovely bridal party on the stairs just before the wedding. We had such a wonderful time filled with love and happiness. So get ready sweeties...over the next weeks I'd like to write about my wedding as well as Italy experiences. If you could do your wedding all over again what would you change anything?

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Inspirational Weekend Quote

This inspirational weekend quote is to stay bright and open and push away the negative thoughts. Ah yes. Take in the good and push away the bad. How much better does your day become if we accomplish this?

Do you enjoy people and stay in the moment more, I do!

So much positive change is swirling around me and I think its because of summer. Three friends just got engaged and work is slower and my coffees are turning into iced ones.

Is there a new spring in my I smiling a little I feel different now that I am Mrs. Honey. Yes and I am so thankful for it. Today I choose to feel content and pass through the bad vibes. Won't you join me sweetie? Have a wonderful weekend and I promise to have some wedding pics for you on Monday.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Just Married and so much to tell you...

Hi lovelies and thank you so much to my blogger friends for your wonderful guest posts over the past weeks. Honey and I just married and back from our honeymoon. I have so much to tell you sweeties and have filled a notebook of my thoughts for posts so I wouldn't miss anything.

And as I am getting over jet lag from our two weeks away in magical Italy, I find myself thinking about all the things I want to share with you.

Our weddings were filled with warmth and people and cultures coming together. Really it was more then I could have hoped for. Honey and I participated in both religions for each other and for our families.

Our morning Hindu ceremony was filled with colors like reds, oranges, purples, flowers, colorful sarees and henna.

Our evening Jewish ceremony was sophisticated, champagne and blush colors, warm, slower and it felt like we were on movie set.

Right now, I am rounding up the pictures from our weddings (two ceremonies equals a lot of pictures).

So as I enjoy our first weeks as being Mrs. Honey, I thank you for all of your support. I can't wait to share with you all that's happened. So for now I'd like to leave you with what Honey and I keep saying to each other every day, "Wow we really did it!"

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Calling all love stories: Undomestic Chica Part 2

Hi! It’s me again, Lindsay from Undomestic Chica. I know you’re all dying to find out what happened next in out love story. Where was I? Oh yeah, I came to the conclusion that B and Roomate were hooking up.
-You got the wrong impression. I was getting details about you.

But I didn’t know that. All I knew were you two talked quite a bit, laughed a lot and seemed to be pretty close.

One day in November, I went out for a co-workers birthday where he had a little too much to drink and told me he had a crush on me. Duh, he was constantly asking me to hang out. The next day at work, Roomate came up to me and said, “Dude, I’m your wing man.”

“What?” I looked at her confused. “Co-worker who got too drunk last night and who else?”

“B.” I was stunned. I had been kind of crushing on him this whole time and he had a crush on me?! No way. I, of course, had a big smile on my face. Roomate decided to play matchmaker when our company had a drawing for two pairs of Seahawks tickets and B won a pair! He’s off at noon every day so she called to let him know. She told him to ask me, but I remembered I was getting a deep peel that weekend and my face would be shedding like a snake - not the hottest look for a date.

About a week later, B finally asked me to hang out. He had seen on my myspace page that I had recently driven a golf cart (the guys I was with wouldn’t let me play)
-Didn’t we talk about that in the hall one day too? Before I asked you out we talked about whether or not you played?

Yes, and I told you the same thing: I was only allowed to drive the cart.
-And I said, that needs to change.

So we went to the driving range and dinner after. At dinner, B basically dominated the conversation but it was a nice change. It wasn’t quiet and awkward like most first dates. He told me his life story and about his family, asked me to tell him the story of one of my scars and he did that same. The scar thing really stuck out. It was an unusual first-date topic but I liked that he was kind of creative. Then the weirdest thing happened.
-Uh oh. What did I do?

I was talking about how much I suck at golf, but would get better because my Dad was getting me golf lessons for Christmas. He said, “Oh mine’s January 4th when’s yours?” Are you kidding me?! We have the same birthday. The rest of the night went fairly well. After a whole (shared) pitcher of beer, I was just about to ask B where the bathroom was when he said, “Well, I gotta get up early, ready to go?” Sure, I could hold it, it wouldn’t be too long until he dropped me off at my car and I was on my way home.

In B’s car, right before we were pulling into the driving range parking lot, B asked me about my peel. Finally, something I was comfortable with and knew a lot about. I could have gone on for a long time and my bladder was getting more and more full so abruptly I grabbed my leftovers, said thanks, and jumped out of the car.
-Yeah, ‘cause I made an attempt to give you a hug and I felt like I was blown off.

I really hade to use the bathroom!

On the way home, I did what all girls do: called a girlfriend and analyzed the date. I knew I left in a weird way, but I really had to pee. Once I had gotten home and gone to the bathroom, I texted him “Thank you, I had fun tonight.” I do not usually do that. I’m kind of old fashioned and make the guy do the chasing. I do not text first, call first or do anything first until we’re in a full-blown relationship. But I knew I had quite possibly blown it which is why I sent the text.
-And I thought what went wrong at the end because I thought it had gone really well and then I was blown off. I was like What the eff? That’s when I started talking to Roomate about what I did wrong.

A day or two later, I told Roomate my version of the date and that I would go out with him again if he asked. I am not normally so open about how I feel, but I knew Roomate would tell B. B waited another agonizing week until he texted me or mentioned us going out again.
-Yeah ‘cause I thought I had been blown off!

On our second date, we made Christmas cookies at his house. How cute is that?! I was still nervous of course, but things were more comfy. We hung out quite a bit and he was the perfect gentleman, in fact, it took him almost two weeks to kiss me!
-I was nervous. I didn’t think I could get someone like you. I get intimidated when it’s not related to work. I can talk to anyone at work or do anything at work but socially you’re intimidating. I’m just shy when it comes to that type of stuff.

That’s so funny. I’m not intimidating at all.
-Yeah, I know that now.

That December, after hanging out two or three times a week for three weeks, B told me I should go home and get clothes and come back. I decided to do as he asked. He was the perfect gentleman, he didn’t even make a move on me. Much to my surprise, there was about four inches of snow when I woke up! Seattle hardly ever gets snow and I can’t drive in it so I basically was stuck at B’s house for two weeks while we braved out the harshest winter Seattle had in a long time. I think B kept me there on purpose, but at least he was still a prefect gentleman J
-It was a good chance to get to know eachother. I know you were scared of driving in the snow and it was nice to come home to someone. But dinner was never on the table so you’ll have to work on that. Kidding! That was the big step though. After spending so much time together we were basically dating.

Way more than you wanted to know, huh? Well, that’s our story as the both of us see it. Our first date was December 2nd, 2008 and we’ve pretty much been together ever since. Thanks for reading and congratulations, Laura, I hope you‘re having an amazing time on your honeymoon!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Calling all love stories: Brides who changed the template

And the lovely and wonderful Bride Chic is here again to entertain us with her guest post about Brides who thought outside of the box. Once again Amy Jo shows us that even on our special wedding day to just be yourself and enjoy. Take it away Bride Chic...

They surprised the world by managing a quiet, classy and secret ceremony without the usual Kennedy media carnival. On September 21, 1996, Carolyn Bessette Kennedy walked out of a small and rustic church on the South Georgia Coast with John F. Kennedy Jr. She wore a simple white silk gown designed by one of her dearest friends, Narciso Rodriguez. After the wedding Rodriguez shot to designer stardom. Pictured right: Narciso Rodriguez
Carolyn Bessette nailed down the evening gown look for bridal wear. Why is it that same cut-on-the-bias crepe can be worn ten years later and still look cutting edge? The wow factor of her gown had to do with who was wearing it (we all know that) and possibly something else: her body-hugging simplicity was a refreshing change after years of so much pouf and paste on the 1990’s bridal racks. She set the trend for small, simple bouquets, no fuss hair and going without nylons when you wear sandals. For brides in tip-top physical shape who like to strut trim bodies, Carolyn’s is still an ideal look. Be warned though. Toned and tight through the belly, hips and thighs are a must here.

Courtesy of CBS NEWS
Though over-the-top by today's standards, the day Diana emerged from that carriage swathed in tulle and taffeta, her storybook gown opened up so many new possibilities to brides the world over. Suddenly bridal designers could innovate and even break a few rules. Overnight Diana with the help of David and Elizabeth Emanuel eclipsed the granny gown and cookie cutter bridal uniforms of the time. The husband-wife design duo from Great Britain were the hottest thing to hit the fashion scene back in 1981. Pre Steam Punk, the Emanuels' gowns were a little bit Belle Epoch, a little bit Boho and certainly a welcome change after so many years of 70's funk. Of all the celebs the Emanuels have dressed-- Jayne Seymour and Bianca Jager to name a couple-- Diana in her fairytale gown remain the most remembered.

Courtesy of CBS NEWS


Once Trisha Nixon walked down the aisle of The Rose Garden on her father's arm, little did the world realize just how she'd revolutionize bridal fashion. Trisha donned bare arms on her wedding day, something not done at ultra-formal weddings back then. Though she did have on a pair of lace gauntlets to replace gloves, the press dubbed her Priscilla of Boston look, 'capped sleeved'. Priscilla, the Grand Dame of bridal design circa 1940s-80s outfitted a couple presidential daughters--Trisha's sister Julie as well as Lucy Baines Johnson. The actual designer of Tricia's gown was John Burbidge from the design house who hand-dappled lace on the exquisite modified A-line silk gown.
As a designer, Burbidge was known for his discriminating choice of fabric and fitting skills. While the 1950s-60s ushered in a era where even top designers were using the new and improved synthetics in their collections, Priscilla of Boston and her favorite designer Burbidge stayed with the delicate English silk nettings and imported laces that were the trademark of The Priscilla of Boston look.
As beautiful as the gown was though, Priscilla of Boston never duplicated it and even, in an era of social unrest and experimentation, the conventional bridal market wouldn't embrace bare arms til nearly a decade later. Personally, I think the design itself is a tour de force of fine elegance and truly timeless. With a change of accessories, this gown could be worn today and not look one bit dated. . . .

April 19, 1956, the world was treated to a storybook romance come true when actress Grace Kelly married Prince Rainer of Monaco. Thinking back to roles she played before she became a princess, we remember Grace Kelly as the ultimate 'Deb'. Had she not pursued acting with such determination, in all probability she would have become just that : A Mainline Philadelphia Debutante. As a result, on film she reflected that cool, refined blond to perfection.
Princess Grace's gown to this day is one of the most classic and remains the touchstone in bridal fashion. Impeccably made, the taffeta and Val lace confection was a wedding gift from MGM Studios. Imagine this: 25 yards of silk taffeta, 100 yards of silk net, and vintage Belgian rose point lace. Her headpiece was classic : a bandeau cap covered in tiny seed pearls under an intricate lace mantilla.

Designed by Helen Rose who worked on Kelly's costumes for High Society and The Swan, the gown was designed and run up in less than four months if you can believe that. Hollywood by then was ace at whipping up a masterpiece if a movie or event demanded. Over thirty seamstresses labored on the gown in the MGM workrooms round the clock. From a designer's standpoint, I'd have to say the Kelly gown is the most perfect dress ever made, despite it's speedy construction time. Made up of four different components, it's actually a combination of separates all put together to look like a traditional ballgown. Studying the construction diagrams with the fitted, long-sleeved bodice and full bell skirt, this gown though cutting edge back in 1956, will always be timeless.

Audrey Hepburn loved actor Mel Ferrer. With a passion. One her wedding day, she wore a Givenchy organza shirtwaist with a full circular skirt. In life, as in most of her films, Givenchy dressed her. Hepburn and Hubert de Givenchy needed each other--he needed her slender frame perfect for his designs--she needed his verve and molded right into his design concept. As a result, the Parisian designer was pulled in to work on her films much to the angst of designers like Edith Head who had to share the credit.

Audrey and Givenchy

sourceThe mood of the Hepburn/Ferrer wedding was simple and intimate. So is this wedding in Funny Face where again, Hepburn is decked out in Givenchy a la ballerina style, to float away with Fred Astaire singing, S'wonderful

Givenchy's bridal design for Audrey Hepburn in the finale of Funny Face

One of the most iconic women of all time, Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy possessed grace and style, leaving her indelible stamp on fashion. Her wedding to Senator John F. Kennedy in 1953 was dubbed the Wedding of the Century. Oddly, the gown she wanted would have been simpler and of less fabric, most probably created in Paris. Joseph P. Kennedy's machinations in the way of wedding arrangements along with her mother Janet's, Jackie had neither the dress nor quiet celebration of her choice. Janet's dressmaker, Ann Lowe, was engaged to make Jackie's bridal gown as well as all in the bridal party. Lowe was a very talented African-American designer known for grand entrance gowns detailed with intricate tuck, pleat and trapunto treatments. Amongst her clients were Rockerfellers and Vanderbuilts. Did Lowe suspect Jackie's would be one of the most celebrated gowns in history? We know she probably did expect some publicity. But what would have resulted in $700.00 profit was gone a week before the wedding. Water pipes in Lowe's New York City shop broke and damaged ten out of the sixteen gowns. After buying new fabric, she and her staff burned the midnight oil to finish the gowns on time for the Bouvier/Kennedy Wedding. She lost $2,000.00 in the process.

Jackie Bouvier's wedding dress designer, Ann Lowe

Studying Jackie's dress, for it's day it is not as typical 1950s as some experts have claimed. While off the shoulder gowns were a hot trend circa '53, you didn't find them in too many church ceremonies--especially Catholic ones officiated by an Archbishop. The dress does have some elements harking back to early Victoriana. There were 50 yards of silk taffeta, with a very full circular skirt tucked and pleated (Lowe's specialty). On Jackie's head was her grandmother's rose point lace veil hanging from a circular lace cap festooned with orange blossoms. She pulled her look together with short, white kid gloves (Oh so Jackie).

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Calling all love stories: Emerald Dandy

There's always been something really lovely about mister Emerald Dandy and I am proud to say he has become one of my blogging friends. If you haven't seen his Seattle blog then please check it out soon. He has such a wonderful and fresh way of seeing the world. And he wanted to share with you his love story. Take it away ED...

It all begins when I had first moved into my building nearly 2 years ago. I was busy unloading my car of my boxes and hiking them up the stairs, when I was startled by a man and his dog. The dog gave a little bark which set off my nerves, but the man himself was truly stunning. I was excited to move into my apartment, knowing that there was at least "one" attractive gentleman in the building.

Without too much work I was able to see that this man lived in our courtyard (which I had to walk past everyday to reach my apartment), with another man... most likely his boyfriend. It didn't stop me from always trying to catch a glimpse of this gorgeous man; I always hoped he'd see me, but I never seemed lucky enough. After about 6 months I switched to a different apartment in the building, so my daily hunt ended.

I didn't think too much of it, until I discovered that one of my close friends was moving into HIS apartment. Apparently, he had broken up with his boyfriend, and the boyfriend had moved back to Texas. He no longer needed that apartment, so he moved into something smaller within the building. I had no idea where he had moved, but liked the idea that he was still here (AND single!)

After a night out with friends and talking about boys, I was dared to somehow strike up a conversation with my apartment-crush. Since I hadn't seen him in awhile and hadn't a clue where he lived, I tried something borderline stalker-ish. I scribbled a quick note on a napkin which said "Hey, I think you're cute. Would love to hang out with you some time. Xoxo, your secret admirer." and left it on his car parked in the garage. I'm not sure what I was thinking, as this was a large complex and trying to figure out who his secret admirer would have been similar to finding a needle in a haystack.

Since my note was general, I attempted by writing another. This time I left my name, apartment, and phone number. I couldn't believe I went through with this, but I figured what the hell?! Within a few days I received a text from him, and before you know it we were chatting.

For two weeks we were texting back and forth so I finally said "So are we ever going to actually meet, or continue to play this game?" and he responded by setting a date. Simple and easy, a BBQ date up on the roof. I was a little nervous, but was excited to meet him. I didn't actually think I stood a chance with him, but was stoked to see what would happen.

The evening of our "date" was perfect timing for me. I had just ended a disastrous friendship/relationship so I was excited for some type of distraction. I'll never forget when Chace and I actually met. I opened the door to the rooftop, and there he was. The look on his face was priceless... it was as if I stopped him dead in his tracks.

The first date was slightly awkward, as first dates tend to be. I quickly discovered why he had initially reacted the way he had. Turns out I wasn't the only one that was doing some "stalking."

While Chace was living in the courtyard, he remembered seeing this cute guy walk by, and hoped to get his attention, but ended up unsuccessful. One night while he was out walking his dog he glanced up at his building and noticed this guy wearing nothing but a towel; he had just discovered where the boy lived and was intrigued. While he was in his apartment he was always hoping to catch a glimpse of the boy walking past the courtyard, and while he was walking his dog he hoped to see him in his apartment. Suddenly, the boy had moved away, and he had figured his fantasy was over.

Boy was he wrong, because he was having a BBQ with that same boy! The date went well and we've been together ever since!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Calling all love stories: Happiness after 50

My blogging friend Joanie from Joanie's Random Ramblings has always been a huge supporter of Under the Sheets~shhh and I look forward to getting her comments. So I was excited to have her guest post about her love story "Happiness after 50". Take it away Joanie...
This is the story of John and how we met, quite by accident.... on the internet.

As you may know, I found myself suddenly single at the age of 49. I never, in my wildest dreams, imagine I'd be single again. Widowed maybe but not divorced! That happened to other people. Apparently I am other people.

I joined several online dating sites..., yahoo personals, etc. EHarmony said I needed to be legally divorced to join. I met a few guys and found almost all of them to be married, ick! There were a few I chatted with for months and month and no meeting. This went on for about a year and a half. And I'll admit I wasn't the most sane person at the time. Desperate for affection, hoping to find someone to love again, I met some real winners!

I was just resigning myself to a life of solitude and living alone when I found this site called True Beginnings. I can't even tell you how I found it, if it was via email or an ad on a game site or whatever. It offered 3 days free, so I figured what the hell, I'll fill in the blanks and see what happens. I put up a real picture of myself and was very honest about me. Once or twice a week, true would send me an email with 12 guys who matched my criteria. I never ever made the first move! I'm way too insecure for that!!

One day, a month or so after I joined, I get an email from a guy who lives on the other side of the county. His message basically said "Hi! Thanks for the wink!" huh???? I didn't send anyone a wink! I'm too shy for that! So I look at his profile and thought that he seemed harmless looking in a grandfatherly sort of way and I respond with "Well, I didn't send a wink, but hi!" We exchanged info about ourselves. I'm 4th of 8 kids, he's 4th of 7 kids. He went to Catholic schools, so did I. He's a row house kid from Philly, I'm a row house kid from just outside the city.

We emailed back and forth for a few weeks and tried to get in a private chat room to talk and we couldn't figure out how to do it, so he gave me his phone number. I finally called him one evening. We were on the phone for more than 3 hours that night and an hour and half the next 2 times we talked! I learned a lot about him and he was quite honest about himself. John told me he was in the Army for 20 years, is now retired and working at a chemical company as a security guard and tutors kids in the evening in math and science. Then he told me he'd been married 4 times! I have no idea why I didn't hang up the phone right then and there! Was I that desperate? I was certainly interested!

We decided to meet, and he came to my work. We went to dinner and saw a movie and we really hit it off! I felt so comfortable with him! I'm happier now than I've been in many years. We've been together for 2 1/2 years now and we plan to stay together for the rest of our lives.

I don't know if we'll ever get married. John wants to get married but I don't want to, at least not yet! I promised John I'd marry him for his 63rd birthday! So that's our story and I'm sticking to it and thank you for letting me share with you.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Luxurious Romance Shots from Simply Luxurious

Not everyone can be in touch with their feelings of warmth as Simply Luxurious is and I love how she translates it into these luxurious romance shots. Thank you SL for all of your well wishes and I am in love with your love roll. Tell us sweetie, which picture is your favorite? I think I have two or three!
There is something contagious about romance when one sits down to compose a piece with love as the centerpiece. I couldn’t help but smile a bit more, become evermore filled with hope, and reflect on wonderful memories I’ve shared.

There truly is something intoxicating about love, and while Laura and Honey are away allowing themselves to be immersed in such an enthralling emotion, I thought I’d bring a little love to the blogosphere today by sharing a handful of photographs that made me grab my very own pair of rose colored glasses.

Here’s to the lovers, the dreamers and me! (View Kermit’s adorable version of the aforementioned song by clicking here.)