Truth

No matter how old they get, they will never stop putting bras on their heads and pretending they're wearing an astronaut headset.

Sometimes

Sometimes I have really hard nights.
Nights when I remember.
Nights when I'm ashamed.
Nights when I recall my humiliation.
Nights when I feel unloved.
Nights when I shake and heave and sob.

Then I turn roll over to the other side of the bed.

He holds me when I remember.
He forgives me when I'm ashamed.
He reassures me when I recall my humiliation.
He loves me when I feel unloved.
He pulls me tighter as my shakes get more violent
     and my sobs more silent.

A thought crosses my mind.
     I instinctively push it away.
The thought reappears.
     I thrash at it! Yell that it's lying!
It's persistent. It forces itself upon me.
     I resign and accept that

True love has found me. It will not leave me. It will not falter. For the first time in my life I have something permanent and transcendental.

I realize I am the luckiest
and anxiously await the dawn.

Conversations Before Bed

This conversation transpired last night in bed right before we fell asleep:

Karl: (slyly) "Hey...Soooo...Since you don't work anymore, after we go to the gym, we might have time for something..."
Me: "Oh, ya? I think we could make that happen."
Karl: "Whatcha thinkin of?" (I imagine him winking).
Me: "I don't know...You tell me..." (I obviously have a specific something I'm thinking of).
Karl: (He turns toward me and whispers in my ear in a sultry voice) "You can make me scrambled eggs."
Me: "Oh..."
Karl: "Oh! You thought I meant! I mean, ya! Let's do that too!"
Me: "Umm...Ya. I'll just make you eggs."

Just another day in the life. Haha.

Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day to the love of my life, Karl, Karlito Burrito, Love, George bear. Happiest almost two years of my life. No contest.

Miniaturize Polar Bears

Early Sunday morning I popped back into bed after getting some water. Karl grabbed my hand and rubbed it firmly. I thought he was being sweet. Then he said to me, "If they can do what they say they can with animals, then we should miniaturize polar bears."

My laughing woke him up. Hahah. I love being married.

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Update

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I know I don't write on here a lot. Just wait til I'm pregnant! Haha. This is just a quick update. Karl and I are doing so great! We just paid off two more credit cards and are now about a month away from being debt free (besides the student loans). We couldn't be happier about it! We're cherishing our time together now that we're in school. We just don't get to see each other as much as we would like. Saturdays used to be full of movie watching, snuggling, and baking. Now they're full of textbooks, trying to make a 3 page paper stretch into 5, and headaches. Oh, and last chance workouts. Haha. The one nice thing is that we have decided not to do homework on Sundays. At least we have those days to go to church and watch movies/read and cuddle. We also make home made wheat bread every week. We love it. I guess we are young college kids/newlyweds living the dream. Most days I don't realize how lucky I am, but today I do. Going through life with your best friend is the tops. :)

Until next time,

Bringhurst OUT!

Paul Newman

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Paul Newman's letter to his wife on their wedding day:

“Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. In the Art of Marriage, the little things are the big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say ‘I love you’ at least once a day. It is never going to sleep angry. It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end with the honeymoon; it should continue through all the years. It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing together facing the world. It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family. It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways. It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo or the wife to have the wings of an angel. It is not looking for perfection in each other. It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humor. It is having the capacity to forgive and forget. It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow. It is finding rooms for things of the spirit. It is a common search for the good and the beautiful. It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal, dependence is mutual and obligation is reciprocal. It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.”