Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Ride Along

Earlier this week the Man of the House had some dental work done and needed someone to drive him home.  Because of this he left his truck there and I got to take him to work the next day.

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Riding along beside him in the pre-dawn morning I realized how much I enjoy just being in the car with him.

It's the closeness of sharing the small space with him.

The way he will reach across the gear shift and take my hand or rest his hand on my leg.

Sometimes we will talk. Other times we may share a comfortable silence. Just listening to the radio.

It's just one of those small pleasures which are so very easy to overlook as they happen.  Moments to seek out in the everyday.  Times to savor and treasure.

Oh... and he smelled really good too! :0)




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Friday, July 6, 2012

Strep Throat, Shorts, & Public Speaking



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Every week Feeling Beachie gives us four statements with a blank for you to fill in on your own blogs.

Want to be featured as a Co-Host to the hop?  Come up with four fill in’s of your own and email them to her at feelingbeachie@gmail.com. If she uses them, you get a nice little mention in that weeks hop! Please help her out and email some statements!  This week’s co-host is Janice from Janice’s Footsteps (she came up with the last two statements)


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This week’s statements:
1. I ___ wear___
2. I have had a lot of ___
3. Public speaking makes me__________.
4. My car always has_______because_______.

My responses:
1. I  hate to  wear shorts

2. I have had a lot of strep throat

3. Public speaking makes me nervous until I start talking

4. My car always has a mess in the back seat because of a certain 14 year old boy.