The Love of My Life

I have been lucky in love. I found my man young. He was always a part of my life, having grown up with him around me. His family and my family were close. Lance is 10 years older than I am. Love never comes without its challenges however.

When my mother found out I was with Lance she freaked a bit. Talk of calling police for statutory rape and sending me to live with my grandparents happened. After convincing my mother that I wasn't in some teenage puppy love, nor was I being taken advantage of, she allowed me to date him; with stipulations. I was allowed us to go on dates, but we were given less freedom.

Of course, we broke a few rules. Shhh.. Mama doesn't need to know that :)

3 years after that, I married him. That was nearly 16 years ago and I've never regretted it.

Today is May day so we are celebrating the Lord and Lady's love.

So tell me your love story. 

Happy Birthaversary to me!

 I'm bringing last year's post back to just update. Today is once again my 33rd birthday and our anniversary. 15 years now! We lovingly call it my Birthaversary. How the hell did I put up with him for so long? lol

 We're spending the day with Lance in bed because he's sick, and I'm irritated because I was given a table on Freecycle and he won't go get it. Such is life right? But I still love him, even though he's a big baby when he's sick.

No presents, no cake. All the usual bit. We wake up, he says Happy Birthaversary. I say thank you and happy Anniversary. Then we're back to our daily lives. Perfect marriage right? lol 

Wyatt fell asleep like this last night. lol

           I couldn't resist adding a picture of my little man. I think I've neglected to mention on here that we are now cloth diapering. A friend and I made a trade. My breast pump for 10 cloth diapers yesterday. This blue jeans one was apart of that trade. Isn't he adorable in it?!

We've been cloth diapering for about a month now. Because my apartment has no washer/dryer hookup I wash by hand. It's going well though and I see no reason I can't continue cloth diapering up till he's potty trained. :)










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Posted: November 4th, 2011

Lance, the Kiss freak

This man, right to the left there, is the goofiest man alive! And he's all mine. :) November 4th marks 14 happily married years of putting up with silly antics from the man of my dreams. We have a 10 yr difference in our ages, and I can remember from a small girl I was infatuated with him!
Our relationship is kinda , well , weird. Without going into all the details, he's always been in my life. We saw each other occasionally. I was a little girl in pig tails who followed him around constantly. Then we moved away and I didn't see him for a long time. When I was 14 he moved to KY and lived with us for awhile. I still remember that day vividly. When we came home he was sitting in a chair by our front door. He had long hair and a gray t-shirt and jeans on. He looked like the bad tattoo man. You know the one you wouldn't want your daughter to go out with. Instant puppy love I tell you!
Over the next couple of years I'd have to see him date other women and it was torture for me! I knew they were not good enough, but I didn't let my feelings get in between us or stop me from dating others. We both went our separate ways as far as relationships.

Lance before we were together

Over the years his antics would make me laugh, cry, and shake my head in disbelief a few times!

2008

So what is a Birthaversary? Well it is my Anniversary and My Birthday! Today marks my 32 days young birthday.

Since money is an issue we've never really been able to do much for our anniversary. This year DH bought me a crochet hook and yarn so I get to finally start learning a new craft!  I've been wanting to do this for some time now. I spent 4 hours doing a simple chain over and over again. I think I unraveled it 2 or 3 times. But anything worth doing takes practice!

So here is what I finally accomplished.

My first attempt before I unraveled it. See I wasn't counting my rows and was getting lost a bit at the ends.

My finished product!

Now I'm going to spend some time on crochet websites learning more and then I'm going to attempt a baby blanket for Wyatt. I may also try a little hoodie or booties too. :) I simply love being a crafty little witch.

Blessings Love and Light my darlings.

The Perfect Marriage

Note: The following may ruffle a few feathers. I hope that you can see my words are offered in an attempt to show another way.

Most people will tell you that there is no such thing as a perfect marriage. Their view of marriage is mostly harmonious with a few screaming fits in there somewhere.

I say, if you are screaming at one another then you don't have a perfect marriage. And yes, its possible!

Lance and I. 2008

At 16 years old I started dating Lance, my future husband. At 18 we moved out of my mothers house (HE was living with us). On my 19th birthday we were being married. Everyone around us told me I was too young, he was too old (10 yrs difference). That we should wait for me to "live" a little. etc. etc... I believe the "expiration date" on our marriage was somewhere around 5 years according to some people. Here we are 14 years later and going strong.

I say if you scream at your partner and call them names then you don't have respect for them. Therefore the marriage cannot be healthy. Lance and I came from homes where it was common to hear our parents fighting, calling each other names, basically doing everything but physical violence to hurt one another. Then of course there was the "make up" days. This is very hard for children to witness. Some people say its necessary for kids to see so they will know how to deal with conflict. But this is no way to deal with conflict. You deal with conflict by talking and compromise, not screaming and insisting on only one persons view is correct. The power struggle so many couples participate in isn't healthy. Couples should work together, not try to be the top dog in every fight.

Our rules in marriage are simple. Don't be rude. If you wouldn't say it to a stranger, don't say it to your partner. Have respect, tell each other "I love you often". Don't tell the other to go away. Always talk about what we are thinking. Talking does NOT involve raised voices and slamming doors or throwing items. Come up with a solution that is best for the entire family. Don't be a dick just because your having a bad day.

I hope everyone has The Perfect Marriage. But if you don't, perhaps its time to talk with your partner and implement a few ground rules.

Money can't buy me love.

So today I am watching the Tyra show and the question was about marrying for money. Several women are saying its better to marry for money because love fades and teaching this to their daughters. One even went so far to say love does not last more than two years. I hadn't realized after 14 years that the feeling I get every time my husband walks into a room isn't love! I really didn't know the crazy feeling when we were separated for 3 months for financial reasons wasn't missing my husband! I must be mistaking that loving feeling for something else because for the 17 years we've been a couple I can honestly say I love him more today than I did in the beginning.

I think its horrible for any mother to teach her daughter to marry only for money. I remember when I was about 7 years old my mother asked me what kind of man I would marry. I told her "Momma I'm going to marry a rich man so I can take care of you when your old. I'll buy you a house and a car and you'll never have to be poor again."

I think its natural for children to want to take care of their parents. But my mothers response was, "Honey money doesn't buy happiness." She was so right. And I'm glad I married for love.

My daughters comment on people who marry for money was, "Thats just not right. You should marry a person for who they are, not how much money they make." Good girl Sierra! I'm so proud of my daughter. She knows she can go out in the world and make her own way. And if and when she marries, she will be happy with love in her heart.

The Beatles said it best. Money can't buy me love!