Sunday, February 15, 2009


Doctor Delicious and St. Valentine

Look what the doctor gave me for
St. Valentines Day.

I think it is lovely to get candy , flowers and a card on this day.

Dewey surprised me with a bear that sang (wild thing) and dances. It was on the counter Friday morning, right by my coffee.

When I looked in my purse later that morning I found candy and a card.

At work I was showered with a dozen long stem roses- very beautiful.

Saturday February 14th I found a big red heart shaped box on the counter and supper ready when I got home. Yum and very sexy when a man cooks.

(we ate ravioli and cheesy bread, the same meal Dewey made me on our first Valentines, when he thought I broke his heart, well if he said I broke it I must have. ...still I will tell you later about it. I think I am ready to laugh about it now :)

We exchanged cards and loved each other up. Dewey really makes me feel special, like a queen and very beautiful. He is a gentleman, he is thoughtful and loving :)

I will explain DD sometime , all I know is that he puts a smile on my face and a spring in my step.

Happy Valentines Day
Love Jennifer

Stream Of Life

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves
of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradles of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.

And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.

Close your eyes, meditate, let the words resonate in your soul
Love Jennifer

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Northern Exposure

Dewey came home with fish, lots of yummy fish. When he walked in the door he did not hesitate to clean 'em right up. He is an expert on filleting them. I put a dash of salt and pepper and pan fried them in Olive oil. Oh, there is nothing like fresh fish - brought home by your wonderful husband. I boiled some potatoes made some garlic bread and enjoyed! I had enough to bring to work and to make for Pdog the following day. I guess it worked to tell Dewey I didn't marry a fishermen for nothing.

I am looking forward to him getting back out there. I love fish, I love Dewey


Monday, February 9, 2009

Gone Fishing

Why is it easier to clean when the men are away? I was not so thrilled early one in our marriage when Dewey left for hunting or fishing. I remember the first trip hunting opener - just weeks after our wedding. We had just tied the knot late September. I was so lonely and missed him so much, he even came home one night - He went to town to call me but instead kept driving-very sweet surprise.

So this last Sunday Dewey left for ice fishing- 16 months after our wedding- I didn't marry a fishermen that can't bring home the fish."Don't throw 'em back I yelled as I blew him a kiss goodbye"
(I just do not understand the catch and release thing)

The door barely shut behind him and I started cleaning - not just the regular stuff but that deep cleaning. I jacked up the Bose sound dock and put on the coffee - Very Strong

I had all the paper stuff and built up mail spread out in piles all around the dining room. Pdog-Macy - Insurance-subscriptions-taxes-medical -garbage-recycling everything! I brought out a file box that I have been meaning to put to use.

I pulled out all the stuff in our kitchen drawers- decided we need a 'junk' drawer. I rearranged my closet. Straightened out the nightstands-cleaned the bathroom and laundry room. I washed EVERYTHING I could get my hands on - even my canvas (purses)bags. Maddy came home and questioned my decision on that one.

I scrubbed the floors and vacuumed every square inch of the horrific blue carpeting. We decided to wait on replacing that this first year. I did not stop until I dropped off about midnight then I got up this morning and started again. I made three pots of strong coffee throughout the morning , I cranked the tunes and went like mad.

I labeled the shelves in the laundry room - beach towels- extra linens- cleaning supplies. I labeled the shelves in the hall closet. craft supplies-cards and paper etc I filed more paper. I did more laundry and I loved it.

Dewey and the kids were gone and it was so easy and kind of fun to clean.

Dewey will be home Tuesday night - I hope we have fish for dinner :) and I hope he puts his stuff away when he gets home. I would like to enjoy the results of my work for the rest of the week at least.


Thursday, February 5, 2009

My lovely daughter Macy

Pdog (Parker Thomas James)

Fast Car

This morning I find comfort in a phone call from Dewey, he was at work and when I answered the phone he opened up into the song. "Wise men say...Elvis Presley. My face beamed as I sighed thinking "If we can't do it no one can"

The evening before I called my husband, letting him know I am on my way home, he should get in the shower cuz "I'm taking you out!" We do not make plans on the weekdays- Dewey works 12 hours, I put in 8-10, the girls have been challenging- Pdog needs our encouragement to get homework done.
But we really needed some time to ourselves, this parenting has became pretty miserable lately. I walked in only to find him still in his work clothes chatting it up with our oldest. I listened at the door for a moment , he was expressing his love and concern for her. I am always impressed with his love for these children.

I have to find a bar and grill that will let him in the door.(he was dirty from work) I choose the Anchor Bar. Dewey's eyes are tired and I think he may cry. I know he is here to stay but I wonder how much regret he has. Without going into detail I will say...we are parenting two teenage (boy crazy) girls(need I say more?) and we have this twelve year old boy who thinks I brought home a friend for him not a husband /father.

Parker waits by the door and jumps on Dewey. Any given day he has a Nerf gun, football, hacky sac...something to show him, some guy thing that usually includes farting an burping.

Dewey says often "I only wanted the kids to like me, but I have to parent these children!" We laugh about it

But it is a shock to his system, it is easy to think it is easy for him. He makes it look easy. He is calm and rational, he is loving and kind. He is now telling me his dreams of getting on the highway to drive home from work but instead he keeps on driving. I listen to my husband over a burger and a beer. He tells me his fears and disappointments with parenting. He did not think it would be like this. This too shall pass

We are a family whether or not he was here for two years or all 18. Our wedding scripture was 1 Corinthians 13 - The Love Chapter. I have seen this in Dewey over and over. Dewey and I have built such a strong foundation in our relationship. Had we not - this would hurt us. We also have a to rely on God. We need Him to get through daily life. It is a beautiful thing and that is why we can rest our heads at night.

When we kiss each other good night Dewey says "Thanks for listening" "Of course" I say " I love you"