Showing posts with label Letters to Pete. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters to Pete. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Why I Love My Husband

1.  He's insistant that I go to Chicago later this month to meet up with internet friends.  I tried to say that I shouldn't spend the money given that we're paying a buttload of taxes this year.  Then I tried to say that if I went, I wouldn't spend a bunch of money while there.  He not only instisted that I go, he told me that I should get a $50 glass of wine while there.  Now I don't think that I could spend $50 on 4 onuce of wine at any point in my life, but I love him for saying that.  And I love him for recognizing that I need this trip and being ok with me going.

2.  He pushed me to learn how to ride a motorcycle.  All my life I've been the hesitant one.  I grew up being told that I can't do things.  I wasn't pushed to try things with the knowledge that a failure doesn't just mean failure, it means I learned a lesson in failing.  Pete pushed me to lear to ride by buying me the class for a Valentine's gift one year.  And I couldn't be happier.  The feeling of riding my own motorcyle is one that I can't acurately explain.  It's freedom and confidence, power and connection, boisterous and beauty, exploration and observing, peaceful and zenlike, plus a whole bunch of other things.

3.  He goes to the gym with me.  He's my support and cheerleader.  He understands what it's like to work out when you don't want to.  He understands the small goals of completing a 5K on the treadmill or 15 minutes on the stairstepper.  He sees my body changing and reminds me that pounds does not always equal more healthy.  He watches my eating and doesn't comment on the bad stuff, but encourages the good stuff. 

4.  He loves me for who I am.  He loves me for who I am right now, at this very moment and will will love me 3 weeks from now as I am as well as 30 years from now, as I am.  He is the first  person who loved me, not for who I might be, who I was or any other thing.  He loves me for me.  And I love him in return.

5.  He makes me smile.  He says little things, texts me jokes and comments.  He smiles and I smile.  He smiles and my heart melts all over again, just like it did the first time I met him.  I knew that first date that he would be mine.  It took longer that I thought and we didn't take the easy way to marriage, but I loved his smile then and I'll love it when I'm 80.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Still sore & don't freak out

So it's now Thursday and I'm still sore from Tuesday.  I think this time the soreness is from the foam roller shw used too agressivly on my right leg.  The rest of the soreness is something that I expect.  I'm hoping to be ok by tomorrow or so I can work out again on my own. 

Saturday Pete and I are having photos taken.  I wanted pictures of us that are good and not in wedding attire.  After I scheduled them I realized that this would be a good before & after and that we should re-do them this time next year to see where we are at. 

Don't freak out, ok?  I added a bunch of recipes to my recipe blog Adventures in Everyday Food today.  They're all Thanksgiving Day recipes that I'm making.  I say don't freak out because I'm not eating them all! 

Thursday, January 07, 2010

12 days

You know that song from Christmas? The 12 Days of Chirstmas. Anyway, I got to thinking that I could make my own 12 days. That it could be a gift. And that I could do with those days anything I wanted.

What I ended up doing was taking an area of our relationship where Pete and I were at a crossroads in. I thought about it for quite a while and came up with 12 things that I could text him or give to him to share with him. They were extreamly personal things so I'm not going to share them.

I started out the days by sending a text explaining what I was doing and why. He seemed excited. And my intention was to have tags or cards most days, but I wasn't feeling well and it ended up being all texts. If I didn't send a text early enough in the day I got a text from Pete asking where that day was. lol

It really did give us a chance to reconnect. To connect on a different level. And to talk. One day we kind of opened up to each other and had a wonderful conversation about an issue. I think it was because we were open already and because we were in the habit of really talking to each other during this time.

When the days ended Pete asked, "What now?" and I told him that we continue the idea. It doesn't have to stop for Christmas. We can make it whatever we want.

I loved this idea and I can't wait to use the 12 days of Valentines or the 12 days summer or the 12 days of just because...

Friday, May 08, 2009

My Romantic Husband...

Sometimes he just surprises me and my heart melts for him all over again.

We went to Dulanos Pizza last night for first Thursday. I don't know how it started or why, but every first Thursday in the spring, summer and fall, people with all kinds of motorcycles come to see and be seen. We got there early and got a good spot where most of the bikes come in. We went in and ate a pizza and by the time we got back outside it was packed. Awesome seeing that many bikes. Just think, next month I'll be adding to the number by riding mine down there!

It got to be about 8:30 and we headed out. On the way home Pete stopped at our favorite place. The place where we got married. He sat me down on a park bench and got out his phone. I thought he was going to be texting. Only he played this song:

Just you and I,
Sharing our love together.
And I know in time,
We'll build the dreams we treasure.
We'll be all right, just you and I.

Just you and I
Just you and I
Sharing our love together
And I know in time,
And I know in time, W
e'll build the dreams we treasure.

We'll be all right,
Just you and I.

Chorus: And I remember our first embrace,
That smile that was on your face,
The promises that we made.
And now, your love is my reward,
And I love you even more,
Than I ever did before.

Just you and I
Just you and I
We can entrust each other,
With you in my life,
With you in my life,
They'll never be another.

We'll be all right,
Just you and I.

Repeat Chorus

We made it you and I.

*sigh* my heart melted. It's the first song we danced to after we got married. And he looked at me the same way that he did when we first danced to it. I fell in love all over and thanked the universe for bringing this wonderful man and I together.

Monday, January 12, 2009

You say it's your birthday....

Na-NA-Na-Na.....Na-Na....

Actually it's Pete's day today. Bittersweet really. Today he has lived longer than his mom. At just over 40, that's a hard thing. When you think of outliving a parent, it's at 70, 80, 90 even. Not just over 40. It makes me sad for him. It makes him sad. And it makes me wish all over again that I could have met her. Just once. One conversation.

The sweet part is that I've got some gift surprises for him. Because I love him and because I love the look on his face when I can get that surprise. I wanted to take him to one of those Brazillian steak houses in the city. Only he researched it and found out how expensive it is and veto'd that. So I'll have to save my pennies and not tell him ahead of time when we actually do go there.

Happy Birthday Honey! I love you.

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

I am going to marry a wonderful man

Last night Pete decided at 8pm that he had to go to the store. HAD to. Said that he needed to return things and wanted to look for something for the car. So he left and I went upstairs to do laundry and read. And hour later I called him because it had been so long. He said that he was on his way home.

He got home and came upstairs and I asked him what took him so long. He said that he was just wondering around. I kept thinking, "How weird."

This morning, as always, he kissed me goodbye before he left. Then called me to wake me up later on his drive. We talked and hung up and I got ready for work. I came down and got my lunch ready and put dinner in the crockpot and found a vase of roses and a wonderful card. The card described how our life together will be, in his eyes.

I cried. Then I called him and left him a message thanking him for it all.

I hung up and got my work back to pack my lunch and there was another card telling me that he is going to marry his best friend and a candy bar.

I cried again.

I cried because I have found that man who loves me unconditionally. Who cares for me. Who makes me feel like a million bucks every day.

Want to know how I know this? We were in Ikea looking for things for the wedding. One of them was a vase and I made a flip remark about still waiting for flowers from him. Well he did it. 3 days later. And beautifully at that.

Friday, June 20, 2008

My Guy

Have I told you lately how great my guy is? There are times when I'm on the back of the motorcycle going down the road that I hug him and whisper how much I love him. I wonder at the ability of two people to find love and keep love and be in love. Not just be. He is my world and I can't imagine it without him.

Back to his greatness. He bought me a beautiful engagement ring. I love the thought that he put into it and all the questions and information that he gathered from me without me knowing. I love it. We went this week to see about custom making a ban or bands to go with it for the wedding. It's not that I needed more jewelry. It's that I wanted something to signify that I wasn't just an engaged person I was a married person. Does that make sense?

When we got to the shop I expressed how much I love the ring I had and how the gallery was important to me. The woman there showed how you can have a ring made to slip in the underneath of the center of my ring. Such that it doesn't show on the side of the gallery, but adds diamons and another small band to the shank of the ring.

That was it. Really IT. She wrote it up and sent it off for an eztimate. And I waited. When the store called they called with an estimate for one side of the band only. We had asked about both sides so they called for another estimate. It wasn't double, but a little over half as much as the inital estimate. My heart sank a little. Then I felt guilty. I was being way to demanding and greedy. Greedy.

So I called Pete and told him about the estimate and he asked me what I wanted. I told him that he felt guilt for asking for both sides, but he told me to order it. To make me happy.

Have I told you lately how much I love him. How wonderful he is to me?

I love him.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Love Letter to Pete

Gosh how much I love you! We met with the Pastor last night and I know that you were somewhat worried about it. But the Pastor only confirmed what we both knew - we're very similar in our views and ideas and a strong couple.

This morning, like every morning, you touched my nose to wake me up. I woke slightly, gave you a kiss and told you that I loved you. In turn you kissed me back and as I was rolling over to grab the covers, you covered me up. I love the tender,t houghtful things that you do for me. And I love you.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Dear Pete,

I can't tell you how much I appreciate you. When I burned my hand this weekend you made it better. You ran to the store for medicine, you helped me figure out what made it feel better. You slept with the fan on all night so it would cool my hand.

Please don't worry so much about what happens in the future. I know from experience that you need to live today and the future will happen. I love that you worry about your family and only want the best for them. It makes me sad to know that it keeps you up at night.

I love you.

Love Michelle

Friday, February 29, 2008

I added an element

See that ticker? The one above here? It's what I've been waiting for. It's the day I'll marry the man that I thankfully found.

Now to get to planning.

*smile*

Dear Pete,

I don't know if I can ever express how much you mean to me. When you're curled around me at night and I feel you breathe next to me I thank God. I thank the stars and the heavens. I thank you. I really don't know what my life would have been without you. You fill me up so full that there isn't room for the negative things that filled me up before.

I realized a few months ago that my laugh had changed. Or rather bloomed. I don't think I was ever really laughing before. Oh, I'd laugh and sometimes laugh so hard I cried. I just don't think it was my true laugh. When I'm with you and I laugh it sounds so very different. So very happy, innocent and joyous. I love it. I love that you can bring that out in me. And I love you so very much.

Love Michelle

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Dear Pete,

The other day I was upset by a local news story. For some reason it touched my heart and I really related to it. You reminded me that there was nothing that I could do. Only you did it in a soft, soothing way that let me know you realized how much it effected me.

That night we were watching movies and the last one we had left was "Tuesdays With Morrie". I honestly don't remember requesting it from the site, but it was delivered. I told you I didn't want to watch it because I knew how it ended from all the media buzz when it first came out. You encouraged me to put it in anyway. A short way through it I said I wasn't interested in it and you asked why.

I can't put my finger on why. Maybe it's because I don't know if I ever had a Morrie in my life. Maybe it's because I don't want to think about someone important to me dying. Whatever the reason you comforted me.

Then you sweetly and quietly told me that there were times that you just needed to hear my voice and you call me. That there were times you just needed to touch me so you put your hand in mine or your hand in my lap.

I realized then and there that I love you so much that it makes my heart ache. I had always wondered how that could happen. How someone could be so important that it would make your physical heart ache. I have now experienced it.

I love you. I love you more than any words can say. And there are times when I just need to hug you and have you hug me back. I'm thankful you're like that too.

Love Michelle

Friday, February 08, 2008

Finally Friday

Today is a good day.

It was snowing when I left home this morning. The whispy small flakes that float across the road like mist. It was pretty, but a little slippery in spots. I went to Walmart and picked up some Valentine's cards, some candy for my office, a fondue set for Pete and I and a gift card for a friend. Then I went and got 4 gift cards from Starbucks to send in the Valentine's cards.

4 people will be getting a little Valentine RAK from me! Happy Valentine's Day!

Then I paid for the person behind me in line at Starbucks as a RAK. It just felt good to do that today.

I can't decide whether to use the little fondue pot on Valentine's Day or take it with us this weekend to use on our little get away. Hmmm...decisions decisions.

I can't wait to get away tomorrow & Sunday. I know that it's only basically 24 hours and that we're only going 1.5 hours south of here. But it's somewhere different. I think I got so very used to the day trips that we were taking all summer and I miss them. I miss just jumping into the car, not really knowing where we're going and ending up someplace wonderful and having new experiences. I think I had more fun on those days then on the days that we had all planned out. There is something about just going where the wind takes you and working to find something fun to do/new to experience. It's freeing (is that a word?) and exciting.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

To Pete

Sunday Pete and I were wrestling around and I broke a blood vessel in my right had in the pad of my thumb.

Dear Pete,

I love that you went outside and got a bag of icy snow for me to use on my hand. I know you felt badly about it because we were wrestling when it happened, but it really is ok. I love that we play around and have tha time together.

I love that you folded my clothes for me and matched up socks. It was sweet and lovely.

Love Michelle

PS: I had a good giggle when I went to get socks and they were all mismatched.

Monday, February 04, 2008

The Bucket List

What do you want to do before you die? What things make you happy? What do you want people to remember about you?

We went to see the movie The Bucket List over the weekend. It made me think. It made me think about what is really important in life. It made me think that I am selfish to continue to not talk to my parents when Pete has only one parent left who is is dying. It made me realize that there are things that I regret not doing, but that I still have time to do them.

Pete and I started a list in my cell phone about the things that I had never done or that he wanted to show me. They were things like go to a biker bar, the Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner, see the falls, Famous Daves for jazz music, bike around the lakes... Things that we could do together. When we had a free day we'd look in my phone and see what things we should be doing. We had a bucket list without even knowing it.

The only thing is that I deleted the things that we did. I wish I would have kept them. So now I started the list on here and hope to strike off the things that I've done. I hope to add to the list and finish the majority of it.

So I ask you, what is on your bucket list?

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

To Pete...

I've been remiss in blogging the last week. Not because there isn't anything to blog about, but because although I want to get this stuff from my head I don't want it all to be negative.

To Pete,

Gosh I love how you take care of me when I'm sick. I had a stomache thing yesterday. When you woke me up to kiss me goodbye you asked if I was going to work and I told you I wasn't. You replied that you would leave me the laptop and kissed me goodbye. Although I didn't want to take my medicine Monday night for fear it would make my tummy hurt worse, you helped me see that it was the better choice. And you held me tight while I fell asleep.

I love you.

Love Me



On another subject, my Grandma is/was in the hospital. She went in Saturday afternoon with chest pains. My Dad finally left me a message Saturday night at 10:30pm after my sister asked if someone called me. It makes me incredibly sad that my family has come to this. It turns out that Grandma has anexiety. I so torn. I don't want my relationship with her based on lies and secrets. I want to tell her what is going on between my parents and I, but I worry that it will only make her anxiety worse and I also don't want to do that. So I wait. Wait to see how she is and to see where this standoff with my parents will go. Thinking of you Grandma.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

To Pete...

I love you.

I got really down on myself last week for sliding back on my weight loss journey. You sat me down and told me that you were telling me the same things that I had told you. Don't give up. It happens and just keep working through it and you'll start to lose more. Give yourself a break and recognize the good that you have done. It made me smile to hear those words from you.

Thank you so much for going jeans shopping. A woman and her jeans are a precious couple. It's so hard to find ones that look good on you and that you feel good in. When I tried them on and they were too big I was shocked. I came out and told you that and you grinned form ear to ear and told me how proud you were of me. I shined in that moment and I will love you for that forever.

I love you!
Love Michelle

Monday, January 14, 2008

To Pete, Love Michelle

Dear Pete,

Yesterday you did something amazing for me. I know you don't think that it is amazing, but it is. You went with me to the wedding fair. You didn't just blindly follow me, you looked at booths also. You didn't sit silent in the fashion shows, you gave your opinions and told me why you liked some of the dresses. You talked to the exhibitors and asked questions. You tried the cakes and the cheesecakes and we talked about what we each liked.

You could have just walked along like some of the other men there, not really wanting to be there. You didn't. And I love you for that. I love you more than I could ever describe.