Extra Butterflies Included

Extra Butterflies Included

 

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This week the twins and I spent 112 hours and 47 minutes discussing the middle school Valentine’s dance.

It’s all so new, this dance thing.  The first of many.  And so it goes without saying that it requires intense discussion and analysis.

Hours on hours of conversation on what to wear and is a dress too much and should you curl your hair or wear it straight or look all casual with a carefully constructed messy bun.  And then there’s the whole boy thing.  Which boy might ask them to the dance and which boy they wanted to ask them and does any one really even dance because they don’t know how and should they just do the nae nae?

And all those butterflies in their stomach.

Super important overwhelming stuff.

And somewhere about hour 97, the twins asked me a question.  “Even though I’ve been married for a hundred years, did I ever get butterflies anymore?

I laughed out loud and said yes.  Even now, I can still look at their father across a crowded room and see him smile at me with a twinkle in his brown eyes and melt just a little and feel a familiar flutter.

So today, I wanted to re-share one of my favorite love stories from the blog.

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When the Rest of the Story Is So Much Better

When the Rest of the Story Is So Much Better

 
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I have the most wonderful, incredible, amazing friend Andrea who loves dogs.

Like if-you-only-had-one-blanket-and-it-was-cold-give-it-to-your-dog kind of love.  Or your last drink of water.  Or the shirt off your back.

You get the idea.

In other words, her dogs are her family.

And ever since I have known her she has been on a mission to rescue every single dog on this planet and just between you and me….

….that is a really big job.

Big.

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Run Like the Wind

Run Like the Wind

 
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I come from a tribe.

A boisterious, opinionated, over-the-top, joke-telling, loud, over-sharing kind of tribe.

I have two brothers and two sisters and four children and eleven nieces and nephews.

And that’s just on my side of the family.

We get together every Christmas and in the summer on Cape Cod and a few random holidays and events in between.  And when we are all together, there are family jokes and kids spilling out every where and giant waffle bars and Oreos in the couch and basketball games in the winter and tea parties and laughter.

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That’s the Way the Cookie Crumbles

That’s the Way the Cookie Crumbles

 
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Having parties and worrying no one will show up is apparently a thing with me.

Maybe it’s because stuff happens at the last minute.

Maybe because everyone thinks everyone else will be there so they stay home and watch Downton Abbey.

Maybe it’s because of the Christmas shower that really wasn’t.

But I worry.

Every. Single. Time.

Except for this party.

This party I didn’t need to worry if anyone would show up because I had imported all my relatives to come…..

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Forever Looks a Lot Like That

Forever Looks a Lot Like That

 

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Wednesday was my anniversary.

It ended up looking extraordinarily un-anniversary like.

It truly tried to be an anniversary.  A celebration.  A day to remember the incredible day I got married.

It really, really did.

*sigh*

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A Heartbeat In Every Line

A Heartbeat In Every Line

 
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My father was a geologist.

And with every trip and every car ride and every journey to a new state or mountain range or coastline, it was inevitable that he would excitedly exclaim and point and swerve the car to the edge of the road to show us an outcropping.

Or layer of shale.

Or a metamorphic or an igneous or a sedimentary rock.

And with great protests and eye rolls and shared glances, we would all stop what we were doing and begrudgingly listen to the rock lecture.

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A Christmas Wish

A Christmas Wish

 
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Merry Christmas Eve.

Can I add an extra merry?

I know it’s a busy day full of family and friends and running and going and general merry-making.

But I wanted to press the pause button for a second.

Just a second.

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The Song That Never Made It On Star Search

The Song That Never Made It On Star Search

 
Christmas in the dining room

Last night was our Christmas choir performance.

I cried.

I couldn’t help it.

Mostly because hearing sheep and lambs and shepherds sing while simultaneously tugging at their headpieces and trying to look brave under the spotlights gets me every time.

And mostly because of two golden haired angels in long white robes and gold tinsel halos standing in the back of the room smiling at me and singing glory to God in the highest and peace to all men on earth.

And mostly because that is what Christmas is all about.Continue reading