Sunday, June 22, 2008

HAPPY 37! MACK

I want to do a nice big sloppy wet kiss of a tribute to my husband...but if I do, I will bawl ....oh yeah, I'm already doing that tonight....! (There is something to getting bed early!)

The reason for my blauberRy was going to the Chery Hill concert and just seeing my kids get along wonderfully (that is a cause alone for weepiness!) but there were a couple of songs that I just absolutely loved and meant something to me. Cause for more tears! So I went home and after quietly screaming at my children for an hour to get into their beds I learned a new trick and added my playlist. I was added all the songs that mean something to Mack and I....or remind me of Mack....or remind me of how he makes me feel....and floods of memories wash over me....the good the bad and even the ugly...(which I now look back and realize I as being a big baby.....or something like that...I know...ME! You say never!)

I couldn't get enough of the songs that bring back a smile, and sometimes a tear. I rely heavily on music to help me make sense of what the moment means to me, music to me helps me remember the smell, the touch, the color, the softness of the moment; kinda like my own memory.......all wispy and soft....like a movie.

And maybe I am getting old and the years are just piling up on me and my memory is going bad, but all the memories are good and wonderful and so.....fulfilling. Mack and I have been married for 15 years! GASP! Yes fifteen years! but it feels like just yesterday that he walked into the store where I worked and all I saw was a shy grin (he had only been off his mission for 2 weeks!) peaking out underneath a black cowboy hat pulled low and a really cute wrangler butt (and for all you girls that don't know what a really cute wrangler butt is....well you'll just have to come to a rodeo with me!) Anyway I digress ,thinking about his butt...sorry, kids!.... and well it was pretty much history from there....that night he told me as we stood out in the Las Vegas summer mist rain that he would "Rope me the moon."

Well I have the moon and so much more.......heres hoping the next 15 birthdays are spent together and even better then the last fifteen years together! Love you night day! Smackee, Mackadamian nut, mack and cheesy peasy, macattack, big mac ( and yes he was named before ronald mcdonald came around!) mackimus, mc squared.........and all the rest of the names that I can't call you on here!(The good and the bad!) hehe





2 comments:

ahollandetc said...

happy b-day big mac(k)!

McDonald Army Brats*** said...

oh man i remember those bright orange days. wow it flies by!