Friday, May 29, 2009
Posted by mielikki at 12:17 PM
Thursday, May 28, 2009
**Warning, this week I am going to be sappy**
I don't blog a whole lot about MM. He comes into many posts based on the fact that we live together, along with Mustang Girl and the menagerie of animals we house, but, I don't think I have ever really sat down and intentionally blogged about HIM.
(Well okay there was that one really fun post about the various methods we met and dated, but he started that on his own blog.)
So this week, because I can, I am going to tell you all Thirteen things I love about Mustang Man.
1. His eyes. The color is gorgeous, to me, green, with some flecks of brown. The brown is more pronounced when he is tired, like he is this week. But beyond the color is the expressiveness of those eyes. He can speak volumes with one look.
2. His hugs. When MM hugs you, his arms are long enough to go all the way around, and strong enouugh to give a good squeeze. You KNOW you've been hugged when you get an MM hug.
3. His sense of humor. Its fun and warm and outrageous, and sarcastic and warped. Just the way I like them
4. His Honesty. The man is honest to a fault, and I really appreciate that, because I have been the victim of the opposite all too many times.
5. He is extremely easy to talk to. We don't lack things to talk about, and the conversation is intelligent. When we want it to be, that is.
6. His work ethic. MM is not afraid of hard work, and when he is doing something, you can rest assured it will be done right.
7. His patience. He has more patience than I think I could ever have.
8. He will help any friend in need who asks it of him. Need help moving? Call MM. (no don't). Want to work on your car? Call MM (depends on what kind of car :) ). No, really, if he is able, he is willing.
9. His sense of self. He is who he is. If you don't like it, then it is your problem. He isn't an egotist, running around, thinking he is perfect, and all that and a bag of chips, but he knows who he is, and what he stands for, and he is not apologetic for it. Nor should he be. He is a wonderful person.
10. His Wild Things tattoo. Nothing says sexy to me like the Wild Things crew marching around his leg. When we go anywhere, we get more comments on that tattoo.... and I get to see it every day.
11. I sleep better when I sleep next to him. Sleeping in the day sucks because I have to sleep alone. More often than not, I sleep in his arms. (or I start off that way). Its a very comfy place to lay my head....
12. His family. He has a great family. This includes his forever friends who live in our area.
13. And, certainly not the least, and speaking of family, his Daughter. Mustang Girl. She is a great kid, despite the raging teen-ness that is surging in our house. She keeps us both on our toes, she's funny, kind, fun to be around. I would not trade her for anything....
So, there you have my Thirteen. For more participants, go here
Posted by mielikki at 1:41 AM
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
What should I blog today?
Posted by mielikki at 7:26 AM
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Margaret Ann Johnson was born in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1928. Her father was a doorman, and also a dietician in the Navy. Her mother was a real estate agent, and trained surgical nurse, and, interestingly enough, later became a merchant marine. Her older brother nicknamed her Maya, derived from "my-a-sister." Her parents marriage ended when she was three years old, and her brother was four. They were sent alone, by train, to to live with their father's mother in Arkansas. They were there for four years before they were returned to their mother's care. Sadly, at eight years old, Maya was sexually abused, and raped by her mother's boyfriend. She told her brother, who alerted the family. The man was found guilty, but spent only one day in jail. He died after his release, by being kicked to death. Some speculate it was by Maya's uncles. She became mute after this, thinking she was responsible for his death, that she had killed him because her voice spoke his name. She remained that way for five years. The children were sent to live with their grandmother in Arkansas again. While there, a friend of the family introduced her to classic literature. Charles Dickens, Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe to name a few.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
It seems I am doomed to a week of mush brain. I blame my allergies, and the bugs.
Posted by mielikki at 11:01 AM
Monday, May 18, 2009
Some have their Random Thought Tuesday, (which is very cool), I now have my Monday Morning Mush. Since my brain is usually mush most Monday's, anyhow.
Posted by mielikki at 10:11 AM
Friday, May 15, 2009
Posted by mielikki at 2:46 PM
Thursday, May 14, 2009
We in the good old USA are free, free to do what we like, right? Of course right.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
and once again, my brain is kind of mush.
Posted by mielikki at 10:10 AM
Friday, May 8, 2009
Dora Angela Duncan (Isadora) was born in May of 1878 in San Francisco, California. She was the youngest of four children born to Joseph and Dora Duncan. Her father was a poet, and her mother was a pianist, and music teacher. Her father was 30 years senior to her mother. He supported their family by running a lottery, publishing three newspapers, owning an art gallery, directing an auction business, and, owning a bank. (whew!). The bank fell into financial ruin, and he abandoned his family, moving to Los Angeles, where he married, again. Not surprisingly, Isadora ended up not believing in marriage. She and her mother and siblings moved to Oakland. Isadora went to school, briefly, but, related to her "individuality", she soon dropped out. She and her sister gave dance classes to local children to earn money. She eventually joined a theater company in New York, but quickly became disillusioned with it, and moved to Europe. She started in London, then moved on to Paris, and was successful within two years.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
This weeks 13 was inspired by our trip to the store last night to pick Mother's Day cards. It has nothing to do with Mother's Day, however.
Posted by mielikki at 10:48 AM
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Posted by mielikki at 8:50 AM
Monday, May 4, 2009
We have some friends, who have four children. 3 boys, with the age range of 17-12, and then, surprise! They had a girl. She is now 5. We'll call her Willow.
Posted by mielikki at 9:34 AM
Friday, May 1, 2009
No Mieography today. I was unexpectedly tossed from the house this morning so that the floors could get TOTALLY finished, and that man out of my hair. Its all good, it's worth it. I am at Celtic Rose's house, and we are going to work on our story... maybe... if I can stay awake....
Posted by mielikki at 9:22 AM