51 years

 This past week the Mr. and I were married 51 years...I read in a column that a wife said that whenever she started to talk to her husband, she could hear his ears slam shut.  Lunching with my quilting buddies yesterday I mentioned that and they all immediately knew exactly what I was saying.  They all have been married similar lengths of time and for some reason we all find ourselves repeating nearly everything we tell our other half.  That is what 51 years does to a man I guess...the ability to slam the ears shut whenever a wife opens her mouth to speak.  But all in all it has been a pretty good 51 years and we have much for which to be thankful!

We went across the border to CO last weekend as the Mr. was playing in a regional team tournament and I took a long-time friend.  (pool tournaments are not very good spectator sports)
I have had 3 other different spoon rests with this same little bear and have broken all three.  This wonderful friend bought my last one and I told her I would probably break it..the ears get chipped and the handle has gotten broken.  One flat one flew off the stove and the bear fell into pieces, the last one, with the broken handle, eventually also flew off the stove and the bear itself fell off.  She knows I love these bears and saw this one this weekend.  He is different, and quite large and really adorable.  I knew it would be expensive, but she insisted on getting it for me (Birthday and Christmas present for me-EARLY).  This one can sit at the back of the stove and see how it even holds a ladle? Love, love, love it!!

 So we girls met another friend and spent 2 days hitting antique shops and eating, and a quilt shop and eating, and coffee and eating and watching ice sculptures and eating.  Loveland CO was having their Valentine celebration and having ice sculpture carvers and the streets were blocked off and music was playing and there was food.  Did I say we ate?  Anyway, even though it was our anniversary and the Mr. did take me out to eat on Thursday, it was a great weekend and we got back before the storm hit on Sunday afternoon to this sunset in the evening.

"Great thoughts come from the heart." ~ Marquis de Vauvenargues