I Need a Drink...

Okay, so my 10 year old is obsessed with You Tube. It's a pain in the ass because I have to sit there and watch every click because I found out he'd been Google searching "girls bubes" the other day (thank God he inherited the spelling gene from the Big Guy) so he's on lock down. My husband says he should just look at the Playboys he looked at when he was 10 and keep me out of it, but anyway...

He's obsessed with learning magic tricks online and You Tube completely messes up my computer and causes it to freeze up. I needed to do some work on my taxes (okay, I was crying because I was having trouble with the website while PMS-ing, sue me) and the printer froze and the computer needed to be restarted and the form I was filling out started over (which seemed like the end of the world at the time). I was crying and yelling about "stupid You Tube", and #1 son, and how I was never letting him on the computer AGAIN, "just forget it, never again, you hear???" sniff, sniff, hoooonk!

He was upset and apologizing, saying something about a surprise, but I sent him off to bed and sat down to reboot the computer and this is what popped out of the printer:


Damn.

Love Letters

A few Valentine's Days ago my husband bought me an exquisite little book called 50 Greatest Love Letters of All Time that I poured over for days after I received it. I couldn't believe the passion poured out on paper by lovers throughout time. I think the love letter is a lost art form, and the closest many of us get is a well chosen Hallmark card with certain sentences underlined for emphasis.

There is nothing like a well-worn page, soft with age, filled with words from the heart in your own love's hand. It's so rare and cherished. I remember my dad sitting in the kitchen one Christmas reading a poem he'd written for his wife that just got published. We were all so proud of him and asked for a reading. He read the lines, so beautifully written, and all the women were dissolved in tears by the end of the passage. My dad was shocked and asked why we were crying, after all, it wasn't even written for us. All us responded the same: "We cry because we know we will never have something so beautiful written for us!" I will have to devote a day to my dad's writing and publish some of it here. I'm trying to get him started on his own blog to share his talent and passion with all of us.

I realize I've become the conduit for love letters for couples who struggle for the words or try to make them concrete in their lives. I read the stories sent to me about love and those looking for the right way to celebrate a relationship. Take a look at the modern day love letter...




Would you like to write a love letter of your own? Email me at jsneill@zoominternet.net and we can plan it together.