And exhale...

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Today was the perfect day. The kids had their first day of school, our kitty was dewormed, I took a nap, read a book, watched a movie, ate what I wanted, and was completely spoiled.

I know I've mentioned before that I am surrounded by the most amazing people. That I love them all. And I love those of you whom I have not had the great fortune to meet. I'm just full of love right now.


(A few minutes later...) Still full of love...but laughing my head off. Michael is preparing for an elk hunt this weekend. He's practicing his calls as we speak and let me tell you what. Well...I can't tell you what. I video'd what. But I can't show it. Some things are just too private to share.


Back to the love part. Michael brought dinner home so I didn't have to cook today. Not that I would have minded, but he was super sweet to think of me like that. He also surprised me with a cake. Not just any cake. It's my new favorite and it's called Chocolate Cake with Cheesecake Filling. (Speaking of cheesecake, I had my first ever fried cheesecake on a stick last night. I'll tell you all about it sometime.) And just as I was polishing off my last bite of delishushness, he once more surprised me. With my very own bag of tootsie rolls. And I started bawling. Not because they were tootsie rolls, but because THEY WERE TOOTSIE ROLLS. Do you know how much I love them? Michael does. But the thing that made me cry wasn't that he gave me tootsie rolls. It's because he also gave them to me on this same occasion the first year we were married. And in that 2 seconds it took for me to look from my treats to Michael's eyes, 11 whole years flooded my mind. College, changing jobs, losing babies, birthing babies, pets, arguments over chimichangas, and countless other treasures accosted me at once and there was so much happiness swimming around in there that the dam broke and they all came splashing out. Tears of happiness. That's what they were. All from a little old bag of tootsie rolls. I'll never be able to look at another tootsie roll the same way.

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crystal said…
FULL of HAPPINESS? Only when you get me to see your blog and comment how much we care about you!! J/K HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We took off to Panguitch for a couple of days so we are canning garden stuff and keeping busy. Sounds like you had a wonderful day and I hope your family treats you special all the time (Hope Hunter, Corinne, and Lanie read this) I already know Mike does that all the time! Good luck on the Elk hunt. Crystal- my word to write is tedso (sounds like said so :)
September 1, 2009 at 5:20 PM
Danielle said…
Happy Buwfday Emewy. I wuv you. You made me cry...I'm so glad that we were lucky enough to be born on this planet at the same time and that we were lucky enough to end up as sisters!!! Happy Birthday!
September 1, 2009 at 7:25 PM
Lillian J. Banks said…
Happy Birthday! That cake sounds amazing!
September 1, 2009 at 9:43 PM
Penny said…
You are one of my heros baby girl! Thank you for being my daughter- I love you- mama
September 2, 2009 at 8:59 AM
Unknown said…
ERMA, very sweet, it is amazing what turns on the water-leaks huh. So glad you are experiencing all the wonders of marriage! Hope you have many many more birthdays together and that Michael continues to shower you with first year love and tootsie rolls! BeenThereandstillDoingThat!
September 2, 2009 at 1:09 PM
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