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February is not just love month, it’s my husband’s birthday month. He already got his gift yesterday. A light Ibanez black guitar that he can play around with without having to lug around his other heave guitars. He found it from a pawnshop yesterday. I told him since it’s his birthday on the 20th, if he likes something from the shop then by all means get it. So he did. I’m wondering if he’d also need a new guitar tuner that would go with it. He’s already got one of course but I still want to give him something small on the day of his birthday itself. He just purchased his amplifier a few months ago therefore I know he’s good with that. So a new guitar tuner it is.

Speaking of, he’s in the shed right now fine tuning his guitar after he cleaned and buffed it to shine to perfection last night. When he’s in the zone of tuning his guitar, which he usually does in our bedroom, I could never hear myself think. He turned the shed in the back of the house as his own man cave. That’s where he plays his music as loud as he can and where he works out in the morning. He can tune the E, A, D. G, B, and E strings over and over again all night without me hearing a thing. After he does that, he’ll probably rock it out in the shed like he’s having his own mini concert playing the few metal songs he’s so good at. That part actually don’t bother me. I am proud to have a husband who knows how to play a guitar and who is capable of rocking my world with a finely tuned guitar. It’s a love month after all.

Describe a favorite place. Focus on how that place affects your sense of taste, touch, sight, sound, or smell. (Guest Post by Adrienne McDonnell, author of The Doctor and the Diva)

I don’t want to go all romantic and poetic in answering this NaBloPoMo Prompt but I think for a change I would. I could just easily say San Diego California but that would be a given. I could also say New York coz even though I complained a lot during winter time while shoving 3-5 inches of snow for the 8 years that we’ve lived there, it has a special spot in my heart and I am really really excited to move back there.

For this question, I’m going to say that my favorite place is the space I occupy when my husband and I are hugging or when cuddling for the night. Especially when there are stuff bothering me or stressing the heck out of me. I feel safe and comfortable in that space. I believe everything will be OK like my husband reminds me all the time. There’s a reason why I’m stressing about something. I might not see it the next day but I will definitely see whatever that reason is in a month or 2. It always gives me perspective in life. My husband doesn’t need to say a word when I’m in that space and crying about a problem. As long as his arms are wrapped around me I know that space will always be my home.

This space will always be a special place and I never want to go to bed at night without being in it.

When my husband got home from school last night he said we were drinking wine. I was like OK, we’ll drink some wine. Then I went on to explain that there’s already a bottle of Chardonnay that’s chilling in the fridge because I unplugged the wine cooler even though I just filled it up with more bottles including the HUGE bottle that he found on sale a few days ago coz he was right that plugging it in all the time will just spike up our electric bill. Breathe! He said to put another one in the fridge to chill so we’ll have two bottles to consume. The already chilled bottle was Chardonnay and the extra bottles I have in the wine cooler are Merlot except the HUGE bottle that he bought. He didn’t want to mix red and white so he said to chill the HUGE Chardonnay instead. I was hesitant coz I was actually saving that for Thanksgiving Day. He was able to convince me to forget that plan.

Red wine with Turkey?

So we were in our room, drinking wine, while watching MTV’s Beavis and Butt-Head. I started getting a buzz after 2 glasses. Yeah, that fast. then I started playing with his cellphone, then we took a picture of us. And that’s what you see right there. My “no makeup” face was already red which matches my red hair, and my eyes showed I was buzzing all over, Haha!

Speaking of red, that Shaun White gum commercial came on and I made a comment of how Shaun’s hair in the packet is red but he’s brunette in the commercial. My husband looked at me and said, “your hair is red but you’re actually brunette". I looked at him, tried to think of a clever comeback but couldn’t. Then he laughed……..

It’s only 7:25pm on a Friday night. I’m waiting for 8pm and have another glass. How about you?

I found $3 in my wallet the other day so my husband said we should use it to buy a lottery ticket coz the prize was up to 200M +. Like every “winning the lottery” dream conversation, we started talking about what we could do with that money. I excitedly said I could have my Victorian house. He agreed. I added that I want the exterior to be in Victorian design but I want the interior to be  contemporary with all the modern amenities. We have the same vision for my dream house. He added that we might just have to get one built so we’ll get exactly what we want. Then my cool and generous husband said we’ll give my Dad his share. I asked if my brother could have some too. His reply was funny. If we have to give my brother a share, then he’ll have to give his brother and sister too, LOL. Of course they’ll get some too but I thought it was hilarious how he said it. I told him I’ll definitely buy his parents a house too, most probably something nearby to where we will be. He suggested that they could live with us to which I said “I don’t know about that.” Don’t get me wrong I love my in-laws and we get along pretty well but I know at some point we all want our space. And with 2 kids, I’m sure they want their quite space so we’ll just buy them their own house. I know my mother-in-law would love her own huge kitchen as well.

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So I guess it’s the second game of the World Series tonight? After Yankees lost to Tigers, I’ve stopped paying attention. I was mad when they lost especially after they did so well in game 4. My husband kept telling me it’s ok coz they won in 2009. He’s the bigger Yankees fan than I am and not to mention the one who grew up in New York. So I was like, OK, I’ll get over it, and I did.

But earlier today, while I was in the kitchen cooking dinner and my husband was putting his shoes on coz he was getting ready for his night class, Kate Hudson’s Almay commercial came on. He looked at the TV and said “it’s her fault.”

I was confused. How is anything Kate Hudson’s fault? He explained that it’s because she broke up with ARod that’s why we’re not in the World Series this year. Hahahahahaha! After laughing so hard, I defended my girl Kate. Yup, she knows me and we’re that close (NOT). I informed my husband that it’s not Kate’s fault coz it’s obvious that ARod doesn’t know how to commit, heh! She didn’t have the strong power of a utv power steering to direct him towards the word commitment. Didn’t he just break up with Cameron Diaz too?

My husband refused to give up on the notion. It really is apparently, Kate Hudson’s fault, HaHa! And here I thought we’ve moved on from Baseball this year.

First of all, I don’t think I’ll ever want my kids to move away. Well maybe when they go to college and when they get married and have children of their own. Still though, I want them to be close. Preferably live in the same State we’re in. But if not, we can always visit them while Dad and I travel the entire United States before we tackle other countries.

Our plan is to buy an RV then go on a road trip. Maybe by then I could afford to buy my husband a motorcycle and we can ride with our cool heated motorcycle clothing gear during the Fall season, then visit our children in their dorms. That would be fun, no?

Last night my husband said when the kids move out which, I’m assuming when they’re married with kids, and not college students, we will travel the world. And I said Oh Yeah, like Paris, Spain, Greece, Norway, etc. I askedwhy we have to wait ‘till the kids are out of the house, again, assuming they’re already married with kids. I asked why can’t we do it while we’re still cute. He said, we’d be around in our 40’s. Then he said, “Oh babe, you and I are beyond cute.”

I’m a little confused. Did he mean we’re cuter than cute or did he call us just old ugly farts? In any case, we sure have plans BayBeh!….

My husband asked me the other day what he and I should get ourselves for Christmas. right away I said, new washer and dryer. Yup, I’ve been thinking long and hard about this and I do want a new washer and dryer. I’m sick and tired of listening to my old noisy washer and dryer. I already can’t stand doing laundry. Noisy washer and dryer are not helping the situation.

Hubby agreed but he added that we should get a new bed too. We really should. Maybe we’d tell our kids that they’re getting squat this Christmas so they don’t have to listen to a noisy washer and dryer and Mommy and Daddy could sleep comfortably in their new bed too. This could also be a gift for the littler girl actually since she loves sleeping in our bed anyway. Hmm, let’s see how the kids will react. I should set the video camera up in the corner.

Then I thought about a new wedding rings set. Perhaps an artcarved wedding bands. See, back in New York some years ago, we had a party at our house then the day after that party my husband discovered that his wedding band was missing. Yeah, do the Math. We actually have a set that match, even my engagement ring. But once we’ve accepted that the ring was gone after turning our house upside down yet the band still was nowhere to be found, my husband bought a wide silver band that fits his personality. It’s actually cool. I think he has had 3 wide silver wedding bands since then.

He bought me a new diamond set on our 12th year anniversary but I wouldn’t mind getting us a new set sometime too. Chances are though that I would probably have to wait for new rings coz all I really want for Christmas is a new washer and dryer and new bed. Yup, rings can wait. Maybe for our 15th anniversary. 

I have a habit of saving the fortune cookies messages that we get from eating at any Hibachi restaurant that we’ve been to. My husband actually coined a new name for the fortune cookies. They’re “self-esteem cookies” coz the stuff you’ll find when you break into that famous cookie are very positive and uplifting and nothing at all that would predict your fortune. Things have changed, I guess. The last time I’ve read anything predicting my future was way back in San Diego 14 years ago when Scott and I ate at a Mandarin restaurant. It was actually his fortune cookie where it said, “Today’s something something Is Tomorrow’s Happiness.” I really could not remember what that something something was but I know my husband loved that fortune cookie. If only he was given another cookie to warn him that happiness is accompanied by the proverbial hurdles of marriage but it’s just part of life and things will be alright. Hey, he seems to be ok 14 years into it.

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