Man Brain

Mark is a romantic guy when it comes to holidays and stuff. I am more of a year round romantic with less emphasis on dates and meanings. I want it all day everyday. So, we were snuggling on the couch over the weekend and we had the following conversation...


M: How many days is it?

H: How many days until what?

M: Heather, what month is this?

H: Uh, August, right?

M: Yes.

H: (silence.)

H: (wears a look on face that screams WHAT???)

H: How many days until WHAT???

M: (grinning)

H: !!!!!!!!

M: You think about it.

(Several Hours pass)

M: Did you figure it out yet?

H: Did I figure what out yet?

M: Let me get this straight. You have already forgotten trying to remember what you couldn't remember?

H: What????

M: You know. I asked you how many days were left?

H: Oh. Yeah. No idea what you were talking about.

M: OK.

H: (sits quietly for a few minutes.) Oh! Our anniversary is this month!

M: Yes. Yes it is. Do you know how many days are left until our anniversary?

H: Hang on. I gotta get my cell phone.

M: And why is that?

H: Because that way I can look at what the date is.

M: You don't remember our anniversary date?

H: That's right. I have man brain. (searching for cell phone)

M: Hmmm... which means I have...

H: Yep. You have woman brain. (searching for anniversary date)

M: Where does this leave us??

H: As confused as ever, I suppose....OK, yeah. Our anniversary is August 19th. So that's 18 days from today.

M: Do you know what the traditional gift is for 5 years?

H: Here we go again.....

M: What? I'm just asking!

H: Well, if you're asking me because you want to know if I know it, then no....

M: And if I'm asking because I need to know it too?

H: Either way we are going to have to google it, dude.


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So now, it is 16 days until my anniversary. If you didn't know, the traditional gift is wood. (The modern is a clock.) I'm sure I will try to come up with something creative...but in all honesty what I want is a night out on the town. DRESS UP edition. I wanna look super hot. I want him to look super hot. And then I want us to take our super hot selves out for some fun, get donuts at midnight, come home and watch some Squidbillies.

Love is predictable sometimes...and sometimes that's the best part.


*25 or 6 to 4- Chicago

what love looks like

I am just so BLESSED. This guy makes me so happy, I could sing. But I won't.

You so wouldn't like it. He gets it though.

Love my man!

*Be My Baby- The Ronettes 

explosion and perspective

I had grand intentions of firing off part of this post yesterday, but blogger was down and it made me feel Freeeee!!!!!! So, even when it came back on this afternoon, I forgot to blog. Oops. This one is important to me, and so much better late than never.

First. Yesterday, Mark and I had an argument. See? We are actually normal people who don't want to suck face all day long and have our own moments of marital skirmish. : ) On his way home from work yesterday, Mark called me and was going on about how he was going to get this wood chipper from a friend. Great! He told me about how he planned to do it and even though I was thinking there were better things we could do with the money he would use to buy it, I was happy that he was happy.... The conversation then moved to what our plans were for last night. I asked him would he go with me to a band concert at our high school Alma Mater IF we got done mowing early enough. He exploded on me, wondering why I was changing our plans...BLAH BLAH BLAH... When I told him I was disappointed, he asked why was I so mad and what do you know, 3 seconds later, he hung up on me.

I'd like to interject at this point that Mark is a wonderful husband. He truly is, but he knows what buttons to push when he is mad. My ULTIMATE pet peeve is being hung up on. It's rude and hurts my feelings. Two things I do NOT tolerate.

 So, when he got home, I had already changed into shorts and a t-shirt and had my ipod in trying to start the mower. (With no luck, dammit. WHY, WHY must mechanical things always fail me when I am in the middle of an argument? -Wait, that's got to be a God thing. God must have wanted us to kiss and make up.) Anyway, he walks out into the back yard and looks at me, gesturing that he wants to talk. With enormous effort, I pulled my earphones out and in my sassiest, southern, pissed off voice, said: "OH! Now you wanna talk to me?" Yeah, total bitch baby.

Of course we ended up working it out. We always do, because that's just us. He also fixed the mower. (The spark plug was uncovered. Dammit.) We finished the yard and our elderly neighbors walked over to the fence row and invited us over for beers. We gladly accepted because they are awesome! This is the first time in five years that we've had anything more than a few fence row chats or a few laughs. Can I just say that these two people are wonderful? They entertained us with tales from their early life as a young married couple. We also learned the MR. had been to jail and that Mrs. had gone and bailed him out. (He had been caught with moonshine in his vehicle...which might not have been as bad if he hadn't been sipping it on the way home!) The entire time they talked, they were holding hands and laughing and I realized something.... 56 years of marriage is a lot to celebrate. There were ups and downs good times and bad times, but they made it. They're STILL making it!  And in today's day and age, that's really saying something. So, I'm celebrating my argument. I'm also hoping that in 49 years or so, Mark and I will be grey and wrinkled and that I'll be telling some silly young couple (without even knowing it) to celebrate it all.

*Jessie's Girl: Rick Springfield

Noises Off

Mark and I went to Roane State's production of Noises Off last week and it was fantastic! We laughed until we were in stitches. It was a wonderful date night for the two of us and since we had already seen the movie, we were so excited to be there! I strongly recommend that you go and check it out. There are two more showings this weekend, so go check it out if you need a great laugh!

*Fireworks- Katie Perry

the illusive snow day

In our neck of the woods, snow doesn't fall very often. In fact, when it does, we usually get a pretty dusting and we're all happy estatic. Last Friday, Courtney came down to stay the night. The next morning we were headed to Crossville to stay the night at her parents house. That night, as we watched the weather, Todd Howell told us there was a good chance we might see snow the next morning. There were a few choruses of "yeah, right" and "please! they'll salt the roads and we won't get anything!" Courtney and I stayed up late chatting and even looked outside before we headed to bed. No nothing.

The next morning I woke up before anyone else in the house. I mention this, because it's RARE. I'm always the last in bed and the last to rise, but for some reason, I woke up. I laid there in the quiet that is so rare in our house these days, just soaking it in. After a few minutes, I decided I was going to roll over and drift back to sleep. When I rolled over, the light coming in through the window looked funny. Wrong. Muffled. Thinking I was going to out of my mind for even checking, I slid quietly out of bed and peeked out the window.  Here is what I saw:

Smiling to myself, and taking it in quietly, I stood there a few minutes. Truly feeling like a kid who didn't have to go to school because it had snowed!

I crawled back in bed and woke Mark up. "Honey, it SNOWED!" I whispered excitedly. "What?" Mark asked me sleepily, rolling over and looking at me like I was insane. (Told you, it's rare for me to be up that early- especially before he is!) "It Snowed! Look!" I peeled back the curtains for him to see. He checked it out and with one of those sleepy smiles, He said, "MMmmm. I'm so glad I don't have to get out of bed yet."

I laughed a little, and we talked for a few minutes. Then we snuggled back in and went back to sleep. A little while later, Courtney runs in like a kid on Christmas morning, "Get up! Get Up!! It snowed!!!"

Laughing, we all ended up getting out and seeing the snow. The dogs got a chance to play, Ryan held some for the first time ever and by the time the excitement wore off, it was starting to melt.

The view from our back porch was spectacular, even if it was just a dusting.

I'm thankful for the snow, because it made me feel like a kid again.

up to Lexington.....

Mark and I made the journey to Lexington, Ky. to see the 'Kings of Leon' on Saturday night. In all honesty, I have never seen a better performance. Have you ever been to a concert and the band performing sounded exactly the same as they did on their record? It doesn't happen alot, but it did for us on Saturday! The Kings were amazing. If you haven't heard of them, I strongly suggest you crawl out from underneath that rock you've been living under and check them out. Their old stuff is even better than their new stuff, believe it or not.

The band 'White Lies' opened, and Mark and I were pretty impressed by them as well.

The tickets were a last minute happening, given to us by some friends who couldn't use them. Thanks, Mitchell and Brittany for thinking of us. We love you!

Here are a few pictures I captured while there. Enjoy!

the abc's of October

This October, Mark and I are watching horror movies. One for each letter, and then a few extras that are favorites.

Here's what we've seen so far:

Alien
Black Dahlia
Cujo
Dracula (Bram Stokers)
Evil Dead
Friday the 13th
Gacy
Hellraiser
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Jeepers Creepers
KAW
Land of the Dead
Misery
Nosferatu
The Orphanage
Psycho
Queen of the Damned
Rosemary's Baby
The Stand
Tommyknockers
The Undead
Vertigo


I will update this post later on in the month... Enjoy!

It's Fall!!!

Fall happens to be my favorite time of year. The air is cool, the trees look gorgeous, and you can wear jeans and a hoodie, and be exactly the right temperature!

Mark and I celebrated last weekend by heading to Southwest Point for a little soccer and then we went walking by the lake.

The picture above looks a little like a postcard. So pretty.... Ahhh, Fall. How I've missed you!