Just 10 Things : The "What I should have done better" Edition

Just 10 Things
This is the first edition of a new blog series called “Just 10 Things”.  I will be posting weekly and putting next weeks theme at the end of the post in case you want to join in!

  1. I should have slept more.
  2. I should have read my Bible more.
  3. I should have taken time to exercise, more than just the Friday dance session.
  4. I should have paid more attention to my to do list and less attention to those rabbits and their trails.
  5. I should have taken more time in the shower… just because it was quiet and I was alone- twice.
  6. I should have worked harder to lower my voice.
  7. I should have trusted that I could turn off the phone and it would be okay.
  8. I should have remembered the debt monster when the Schwan’s man showed up…spent way too much.
  9. I should have written that guest blog post better.  It sucks, I can’t take it back, and it’s all because of #1.
  10. I should have sat in the recliner with hubby longer and kept dancing in the kitchen with him while I had the chance.

Next week’s theme:  Just 10 things I accomplished this week.
Won’t you join me?  Leave a comment and a link for this week.  On Saturday I’ll post mine for the new question. If there are enough participants then I’ll set up a linky!!

“God Bless the Broken Road…

that led me straight to you.” (Rascal Flatts)

On October 1st, 1996, I went to a friends house with one of my girlfriends to have a beer and complain about my ex.  HE welcomed us in and introduced us to two of his friends. One of them was Mr. B.

At approximately 2 a.m. on November 2nd, 1996, I asked Mr. B to officially be my boyfriend.

He said okay.

Ten minutes later I asked him if he’d marry me.

He said he’d been wanting to ask me that for the past two weeks.

Mid May 1997, I baked him a chocolate cake and cooked our favorite frozen pizza (we were poor as dirt doggonit), and asked him if we could move the date up a year or so.

He said okay.

And on June 7th, 1997 we made it official.  No one has seen these pictures in a long, long time.

There were no digital cameras.  There were no limos.  There was moonshine.  There were tents in the yard (for family). There was a bonfire.  My mom was my Maid of Honor.  On his grandmother’s front steps, so she could attend the ceremony, and quickly retreat to her bed (she was undergoing chemo).

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(he looks a bit devilish there doesn’t he?)

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Dear Mr. B,

I loved you then. I love you now. Faults and all.  I love our fights. I love our making up.  I love the hand holding.  I love the getting lost in your eyes (still!) standing in line at Walmart.  I love that you said yes.

Happy 14 years together baby… 

Love,

Mrs. B