Because this will keep you busy all day (as it did me).

Thank you for giving me sage wisdom from someone who’s been there before and seen the ugly side.  Thank you for understanding that EVERY situation has an ugly side.  Thank you for not assuming that my ugly side will be the same.  And thank you for seeing the very, very, VERY pretty side of it.

Thank you for helping me be excited.

Thank you for calling me to see how important milestones went.

Thank you for standing beside me, even though sometimes you didn’t agree with my stance.

Thank you for treating me like a sister, even though we could not be more different or any more alike.  I look back on who we were earlier, and I’m amazed that we didn’t realize our power back then.  Better late than never, I suppose.

Thank you for allowing me to encroach on your landscape.  It was because of you that I had my first real Christmas tree, I baked my first breads, I painted my first room, I drank my first wine. 

Thank you for recognizing when I’m afraid, and then holding my hand and telling me it will be okay without me ever having to admit that I’m not fully in control.

Thank you for showing me church.

Thank you for your patience.  It was inevitable that we would paired through many performances, and I know I don’t pick up music as quickly as you do, or adapt to change as easily as you do, or always keep my composure as classically as you do.  Your patience and humor was what got us through that horrid, horrid show. (You know the one.. it shall not be named.)

Thank you for being part of the wedding team.  It’s just getting started.

Thank you for being my Bitter Twin.

Thank you for you.

I love you and miss you and wish you were here to celebrate..

On tonight’s menu:

Roasted pork tenderloin with a honey mustard glaze

home-made mashed potatoes

biscuits

sweet tea

All cooked to perfection by Chez Sarah. (God willing.)

Special thanks to Philippe for 1) being french and having a sexy name and 2) restoring my blogspirit banner, which seemed to be beyond my capabilities this morning.  Looks lovely, dahling!

So Charlie lunged at a jogger last night.  I think we’re done trying to self-discipline and are now looking for the experts.  Bryan used to work with some guy who was a K-9 Search and Rescue thingie, so he’s gonna email him today.  I’m excited because I love well-behaved dogs.

Work really sucks when there’s so much insecurity.  No one knows what their job will be tomorrow, if they still have one, so no work is getting done.  And it’s very hard to blame them.  It makes for a tense workplace.

I didn’t realize how incredibly stressed I was last week until Bryan rubbed my back on Friday.  I always carry all of my stress in my lower back, and he could barely knead anything.  After he had tried for a bit, I felt worlds better.  I haven’t slept well in a long time, though.  Too much stress.

Delle said I can be excited.  So if she says it’s okay, it’s okay.  I get a little flutter everytime I think about it.  So much to do!

Life is good.