Great News

I'm so excited. My friend Tiffany is coming to visit!!!! She is in Japan and I haven't seen her since August of 2007. Though I keep up with her on her blog spot, facebook, emails and phone calls, I miss seeing her and going out for girls night. I especially miss having her at scout meetings. She encourages me and helps keep my spirits up when the logistics of scouts gets me down. This will be a drop in the bucket visit but she will be here in the flesh at least.

She called me Wednesday morning and we talked for an hour. It is so cool to hear about Japan from her. I just don't know though if I can do sushi, even though she swears it's really good when you get the good stuff. I'll have to take her word for it. Maybe one day I'll get to Japan so I can try it for myself.

She has decided that she is going to teach me Japanese phrases though. The first one is: I don't understand" Course she taught it to me yesterday and now I can't repeat it so I guess I fail my first lesson. Sorry Tiff. I promise I will try. Well lunch time is over so I'll get back to work. Dang it. More later.

The Love of My Life

This October, Marty and I will be married for 15 years. It seems like just yesterday that we started dating, yet I can't remember life without him. Today statistics show that 50% of marriages end in divorce and of the ones that are still married the number of those that are happy marriages is questionable. How can that be?

I have many friends that get tired of hearing how much I love my husband and they don't understand why I want to do everything with him. For those friends that might be reading this, you might want to stop now. This is going to be one of those blogs and though I love you guys, I'm not trying to make you jealous of what I have but I want the world to know and most of all my husband to know that I'm not afraid for the world to know how blessed I am.

My husband is my rock and my strength. He loves me fat and he loves me skinny. He loves me with long hair and he loves me with short. He loves me with make up but most of all with out. I don't have to protend with him, or hide things from him. We fight, we disagree, we say negative things but we love most of all. Our marriage is not a fairy tale, it's real. It's sometimes boring and it's sometimes hot but it always.

I try to remember to tell him how special he is. I try to remember to show him that life with him is like a box of chocolate: some filled with gooy carmal and some filled with yucky fruit thingys. I'm not perfect and I'm not always right but my love for him is. Valentines is here and it's the month of love, but with him, everyday is love even when I don't show it.

Marty, I love you. Happy Valentine's month! Josephine