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The other day I called my husband at work to ask how his day was going.  Before he even finished saying hello he cut me off to answer someone  in the background.  His reply was “I wish!”  I asked “What do you wish?” He answered by saying his associate wanted to know who was calling.  Was it his girlfriend?  So instead of replying ” No”  His answer was I wish.  Can you believe the nerve?  Is it embarrassing these days to reply honestly that your wife is calling?  I am proud to say it’s my husband calling!  Being married should be a good thing not an embarrassment. Being married means you’re in an elite club that only few join and survive: For  better or worse, through thick and thin, someone that always has your back!  Does this answer mean he wants to cheat,  or pretend he’s leading a different sort of life?   Maybe  he’s showing off for anyone listening.  Understanding men and what goes on with their thought process takes a rare breed of woman, someone willing to overlook all the macho bravado and B.S.  After questioning a few of my male friends and asking their opinion on my reaction (in their minds over-reaction) they answered by saying that all men were basically single minded.  What exactly this means is that men want a fantasy of having it all…. Wife and girlfriend, the total package.  It makes them feel envied by their friends or acquaintances.  Men want a wife to come home to someone there to clean, cook, care for the children and anything else that arises.  To listen to them whine and fix all their problems.  The “girlfriend” part is the no talking, nagging or stressing,  just down to sexual business.  All their fantasies come true!   Well don’t all women want the same thing?  Someone to take care of them through the good times and the bad.  Someone to make them feel they are not just the mother of their children, but still the woman whom they married.  The one who made all their dreams come true.  Sexually and spiritually. We all want the perfect fantasy, unfortunately, we sometimes have it and don’t see it until it is too late.   We should cherish the love and the lives we have and not try to be someone we are not.  The good things are the little things.  Being married does have its ups and downs, but in the end its someone that is there though the good and bad.  Someone that doesn’t have to guess what you re thinking they just know and let you be you.  Let’s all not Wish to have something we don’t have but wish to be good to what we have.

My  family and I would like to wish everyone around the  world a joyous Christmas. May your glasses be full and your plates abundant, appetites sated and hearts aglow.  All the children laughing and enjoying their many gifts.  The spirit of Christmas glowing  in your hearts today and all the year through.  My Christmas gift this year was finding out my baby sister was pregnant with her first child which will be due in July 2009.  It was a wonderful gift because for a long time no body thought she could get pregnant but God was shinning down and this miracle happened.  God bless all the new mothers and all the new mothers to be.  Enjoy your Holidays all and let’s all try to be good to one another and remember that a simple kindness goes a long way.

Happy Holidays all!

Who says you can’t go back?  Recently I attended my High School reunion. Just hearing the word reunion filled me with dread.  Did I really want to go back and see everyone I had left all those years ago, when I was still young and innocent. The answer I found was no, I did not want to go back.  I did not want to go back and revisit all my old memories and feelings  about people and a place  I hadn’t seen in many years.  Feelings change and people grow, but when you hear the word reunion, you can’t believe time has passed needing a reunion.  It all  seems like it happened only yesterday, and all the old feelings come back stronger than ever.  I felt like I was over all the drama associated with High School and all the petty backstabbing. However friends I am still  in contact from that long ago time ago were persuading me to attend.  I thought I would find comfort in my husbands arms reassuring me that I did not have to attend.  Unfortunately this was not the case. He wanted me to attend, he said I would later come to regret not attending.  So I put on my brave face, got all dressed up and left my safe warm house to attend my High School reunion.  I found that when I arrived at the restaurant I was to afraid to go in myself,  so I called inside and had a friend come out and bring me in.  I know it was cowardly thing to do but I found I was to nervous to allow myself to walk in alone.  After being led in, it took awhile to get over my nervousness I wasn’t sure if I would be able to talk with anyone or even recognize anyone.  I was positive that no no one would recognize me.  Walking through the crowd some one called my name, reluctantly I looked up into the eyes of one of my dearest friends back in the day, I squealed in delight and rushed over to give her a big hug.  After the tears and the shock wore off we caught up on our lives and relationship status.  I was shocked to find that some people in attendance that I did not speak to at all in High School did approach me and linger to talk about kids, jobs, old relationships and life in general.  I found it odd at first that some of the people I was speaking to were hugging and kissing me as if I was an old friend they had missed, even though I barely talked to them before.  It was nice seeing some familiar faces, and some that were not so familiar.  In the end I was glad that I attended my reunion.  To see all those faces once again in the same room was truly a Blast from the past!

Hello everyone, this is my first time blogging.  Let me start by introducing myself.  My name is Maria.  I am a stay at home mom, with to much time on my hands.  My blog page will be a creative outlet for me and a rambling of issues I am passionate about or just rantings I want to get off my chest. Hopefully you will enjoy my postings.  If you don’t that is okay with me  as well.

Well so far today, I have dropped the troops as I refer to them off at school. It is a bone chilling day and I am not sure yet what I will do with my day.  Christmas shopping is  a must at some point, but just thinking of heading over to the malls fills me with dread.  How I hate to leave my comfy house, get all dolled up to go find  a spot at the mall and then fight my way through the crowds in hopes of finding that great gift.  Not that anyone really knows what someone will like, it’s all just a guessing game.  A game I admit, I am not that good at. I muddle myself through the whole shopping experience praying that  I at least get one thing that someone will like.  If not there is always next year. Happy Shopping  Everyone!