TGIF

What a crappy week.

This is the new blog and I'm not going to really talk about the bad week or the reason for the move. Instead, here are this week's Fave Five, a night early: MY PEOPLE. (and yes, there are SIX)

1. My husband.

2. My sister Graceful.

3. CC.

4. Munchkin.

5. My mom.

6. The Savior.

The Savior is not really the last one in importance. I just ... Man, I'm grateful for the Atonement.

My husband is such a sweet man. I need to remember that and realize I'm not perfect either. And he loves me even on bad weeks, so I guess we're okay.

Graceful helps me chill out a lot -- we're great friends. Glad she's my sis.

CC is an amazingly talented artist and a wonderful friend. So excited to see her Friday night!

Munchkin is my on-line name for my kiddo. She's 7-1/2. She makes me giggle. This was our conversation the other afternoon.
"Mom, can I shut your office door?"
"No." *crestfallen look* "Well, if you shut it you'll get into mischief." *giggle* "Y'know, that's actually what's on your birth certificate. Mischief Munchkin."
"LIAR LIAR!" as she runs squealing and giggling away.

My mom ... she's the best! I know life is rough all around for a lot of her kids right now, but she took the time to talk with me today while she was at work and I was a mess ... and she stayed with me for a month after my heart surgery just to make sure I was okay -- *and* tried to keep my dad out of my hair (love him, but he drives me batty in enclosed spaces). What's better than that?

Friday Fave Five!!!

Another theme.

1. Roses. See Valentine's Day.

2. Chocolates. Even from different countries, like the chocolate-covered ground sesame candy bar hubby brought home from the Asian market.

3. Dinner. Even if it's something from Stouffer's. If hubby takes care of dinner, I like it. Which, Tuesday this week, he came home with a huge lasagne and said, "I had a feeling I needed to take care of dinner tonight." And he did.

4. Lunch. Even if it's something from Stouffer's. He brought me a whole bunch of Lean Cuisines (which he gets cheap at work -- anything from Nestle/Stouffer's). I like the french bread pizzas and a few varieties of the meals -- just not the Mexican dishes, which is weird, since I lurve Mexican food. But the beef portabello, turkey dinner, and swedish meatballs are good. and it helps to have something in the freezer I can pop in the microwave and not really interrupt work with making.

5. Chinese pork. I realize I made this, but I made it *with* hubby. Cantonese pork is now going to be something I make fairly frequently. We liked it that much.

Yes, I do get agitated with my sweet husband at times, but he is my favorite person. *mush* And when I remember all those wonderful things he does for me, with me, and to me ... rowr. The agitation melts away and I rather enjoy life again.

So ... there you go. My 5 favorite things this week revolve around my husband. Who will be waiting up for me tonight, so I'd better get work done. rowr.

Cage Fighting

So, on our third date, hubby told me he wanted to be a cage fighter. I didn't tell him no, just said, "It would scare the hell out of me. And you have a daughter." Sunday night, we watched a movie (finally had our date night) and then had a talk, and I told him if he really wanted to do it, I wasn't going to stop him. The movie? Cinderella Man.

You probably think I'm insane to give him permission after that, but boxing and cage fighting are different. And ... Max Baer wasn't really a bad guy. Go to the link to learn more on him, because he really was pretty cool.

Hubby had wanted me to watch the movie for a while, because it reminded him of us. See, he gets these ideas and then talks to me about them, and I almost never say No. Even if I'm not thrilled about it, I support the guy in his passions, because I love him and he needs to be happy, too. Cage fighting is the reason he started Jiu Jitsu, and one of the reasons he lost some weight. Those fighters are buff.

The thing is, *legitimate* cage fighting looks scary because they're in a cage. But as far as hubby knows (and trust me, he researches fights and watches a lot of them because he loves fighting), no one has ever died from a cage fight. Street fighting, yes. Boxing, yes. Cage fighting? Not so much. There are rules that they have to follow, and one can tap out of a fight. You win by getting points on your opponent, not knocking them out.

So ... I told him to go for it if he wants. He hasn't yet, but uh, I'm just waiting for him to realize what I said and jump into the ring.

'sides. If it really is like the movie, he can win one big fight and buy us a new house where we can live for the rest of our lives.