Valentine's Day

As everyone knows Valentine's Day is coming up. It s a time for me to show my appreciation of the one, the true and wonderful Lisa.

There isnt a day that goes by, that I don't think how truly blessed I am to have the true love, affection, endearment and excitement that Lisa gives me in our relationship. I couldnt think of someone more caring, more determined, more sweet, innocent to want walking beside me down that isle.

Now I know we don't always see eye to eye, but she keeps my life completely organized and full of routine and laughter. This laughter is the basis of my undying love to her. From the quirky things she does, to little comments she makes, Lisa always has something to add to any situation that just makes me fall a little harder for her every day. I am truly thankful for this.

Thank you honey, for making life more meaningful, and just allowing me to share this adventure with you.

I needed to post something.........

I havent wrote anything in a while. Lisa has been blogging up a storm, so I figured it was my turn to analyze Lisa's Blog and add my own commentary. I wish I could make little flags on her page, to make it more humorous, but my equivelent log will have to do.

Bridal Extravaganza - I tagged along for the event. I'm genuinely interested in what the final idea of Lisa's will be law when it comes to what is going to be at our wedding, and I have to be in tune with Lisa. After paying attention for once to all the pricing of photographers, decor coordinators, wedding consultants, dj's etc. I realized the following.
#1 A wedding is the equivelent in decision making as to buying a house.
#2 We might escape with one day costing as much as a new car.
#3 Photobooths are fun, despite my initial thoughts on such.

All said and done. I came out a little more knowledgable, and I think Lisa came out alot more stressed.

Home Improvement Shows - I have had the liberty of watching TV at all the right times, to catch all the home improvement, and house makeover shows that come on tv. The one that has the woman that grew boobs overnight and flaunts them, usually seems to be on more than the others. But anyways - I have started obsessing.
#1) I want to redo the guest 1/2 bath.
#2) Build Frenchdoors on the Formal Living Room, and make a scrapbook room for Lisa, with all kinds of shelves and cubbies, doors and drawers for her to neatly organize stuff.
#3) I want to knock down the wall from the formal living room to the kitchen, Redesign the kitchen layout.
#4) Redo the fire place and paint the living room.
#5) Move around Furniture so our house looks like one on TV.
#6) Lisa bought me, 50 peg board hooks for the garage, so I want to reorganize it.

Ofcoarse all these I think about in my sleep, but cant touch, becuase I know we have to save for our wedding.

Keyboard - I know Lisa didnt blog about this, but its also been irking me for sometime. My secret is I love making my own music, Keyboard, drums, guitar ect. Eventually I would like to have my own little studio upstairs. Anyways, my keyboard is fried. It dies randomly. The track recorder doesnt work, so I cant record. It bugs me. I found a new one to look at online, so it occupies my time. Sorry just had to vent about it, actually I'm not sorry - if your taking the time to read about it - You are truly bored anyway.

Termite, and Bushwazi or whatever its called. - Lisa has started her boot camp, with the bushwazi or Bushiban - HA! I thought of its name finally, and its leader termite. I'm very proud of her for trying and taking instruction from a guy named termite. She is getting up at 4:45am working out, then working out again at night. Ofcoarse with the bed empty, I have figured out that I am also getting up at 4:45am. So we will see if these lonely mornings and nights pay off. If it makes her happy - I'm all for it. but a fruit and vegatables diet - scares me. I survived south beach though. So we will see. I'll comment more on this one next week.


Thats all I have for now. I know this was all completely random.

So long "Redneck Bubba"!

So long "Redneck Bubba" ! This blog is dedicated to you.

From your fat overfed kid that the first time I met identified me, by telling me to "leave mexican!".Your unmowed grass, that was an eyesore for the whole block, that I despised.
Your trash thrown over the back fence, because your kids were too lazy to walk to a trash can.
The loud rap music that played when you were not at home. The leaking pool pump, that you took with you when you left. The four wheeler parked in the front yard, and the neighbors trash which you collected in front of your garage.

Good riddance! You wont be missed.

Meagan Fox

Ok, Meagan - Lisa is completely right on this. Your words and actions are contradicting each other. Your words say - "I don't want to be a sex object" , but you pose in MAXIM? You accept roles that use your body and do "soft porn" to promote your sexuality.

Just face it, You want to be the next Angelina, but your big pouty botox lips still lack some filling.
Your freckles could use some lasering off. And most of all, your whiny. - Whiny is a complete turn off.

Sure - lots of guys want to sleep with you, but noone wants to keep you. Your sluttiness doesnt equal - marriage.

Stop lying to yourself, Kiss a few more girls and be a has been when your plastic surgeon cant hide your cellulose and wrinkles.

How to hunt a carebear.

http://www.yankeepotroast.org/archives/2009/04/so_you_want_to.html




"THERE is no greater test of a man’s mettle than the tracking and killing of the American Ursa cura—the Care Bear, an animal known for its agility and cleverness, as well as its deceptive cuddliness. This is the only guide to the art of capturing and killing the elusive Care Bear, penned by a man who has hunted, hated, and been haunted by the fuzzy might and majesty of the Care Bear.
First thing’s first: Keep your distance. If you get too close, the Care Bears will try to hug you. Either one at a time or as a group. Avoid contact at all costs. If you find yourself in the midst of a hugging, ride it out. Let it run its natural course—which will be longer than you expect. The psychological damage of a hug lasting six hours or longer is immeasurable and can require self-termination. My schoolmate Rupert was hugged for that length, and now works in theatre. Poor Rupert—Better to die with honor than spend the rest of your days a limp-wristed nancy"


I have been hugged by a carebear, and the care bear stare keeps me scared straight

Reasons why Lisa is Beautiful to Me

1) We all know Lisa is a physically beautiful woman, but we arent necessarily talking about her outer beauty today, we are going to discuss her inner beauty.
2) Lisa is the only one in the world who is driven and determined to accomplish everything all at one time. She has no limits when it comes to accomplishments. I find this very beautiful, and somewhat frustrating when she expects the same from me-lol
3) Lisa quirks - Her little quirks which I wont go into any detail , but they are truly so cute that they are beautiful to me.
4) Lisa sense of moral and value - every person should have these, but Lisa is the model of morals and values. This is very beautiful to me.
5) Ok, I know I wasnt supposed to go into this - But I love your hair honey.
6) The way she carries herself. Its beautiful to me. She makes me smile, all she has to do is walk in the room.
7) The way she looks at me. This is also very beautiful to me, and no she doesnt look at me like a bag of popcorn with a huge juicy pickle tucked inside.
8) I will continue this later - work wants me to work now.

james avery

So there is this silver shop called james avery. They make hand made jewelry and charm bracelets. Lisa has came to adore the little charms which they sell. I have came to obsess over completing Lisa's collection. I really want them to make a pickle charm. They havent til this point, I even emailed them requesting they make a pickle just for Lisa with no response.

Needless to say, They are not my favorite people, because they wont make what Lisa wants most. A silver pickle. The other 300 charms Lisa wants as well, they will come eventually.

But please James Avery - You need to make a pickle