I Just Wanted to Tell You
I just wanted tell you how much I love you. I hope and pray that God grants us to be able to spend the rest of our lives with one another.
I have never felt this way or loved anyone as I do you. I promise my undying love for you. I cannot wait until the nights that you hold me close and the mornings that I wake in your arms.
I love you from the bottom of my heart and it will always be that way.
I cannot wait to look back and see all the wonderful memories we will make.
Until the day that we become one I anticipate being with you every possible moment that I can.
I want you to know that you have my heart now and no one else will for as long as I live
No one will ever love you as much as I do. This is how I truly feel deep down inside.
You are my best friend and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
Forever and always,
Mary
Thursday, September 11, 2003
Saturday, August 23, 2003
Monday, June 16, 2003
A Little About Me
I like goatees, but I also love the feel of clean shaven, baby butt smoothness against my
face.
I prefer brownies to cake, cookies, or any other sweet food, junk food for that matter.
I like warm, fuzzy pajamas in the winter and silky nighties in the summer.
I like my eggs prepared over-medium.
I melt for ‘making out’.
‘Inside jokes’ are great!
I love hair, but then again bald men do something for me too.
Great sex, need I say more?
Prefer the beach to a pool, any day.
If you could have any super-human ability what would it be- me- to fly, of course!
Country- two words- Conway Twitty
A few Christmas stocking traditions- smoked oysters, Slim Jims, Lifesaver Storybooks, Pez…the list goes on and on.
I love the sun, moon and stars- ask to see my tattoo.
I don’t do drugs and do not associate with anyone that does.
I have no regrets; I look at it very plain and simple: everything you do, you do it for a reason. It is up to you to find out the answer- why?
You are where you need to be when you need to be there.
I love meeting new people; each person brings something new into your life.
People come into out lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
Politics and religion are two topics of conversation that I try to stay away from, these things should not be debated about, everyone can have their own opinion, I agree.
Tenacious.
Diverse.
Time travel- now that would be fun!
Retirement; will that even be a possibility in my later years?
Education: constant.
My father died when I was ten.
Been there, done that- Michigan, Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, Canada, California.
Haven’t been there, haven’t done that- Hockey game,
No strange body piercing here.
face.
I prefer brownies to cake, cookies, or any other sweet food, junk food for that matter.
I like warm, fuzzy pajamas in the winter and silky nighties in the summer.
I like my eggs prepared over-medium.
I melt for ‘making out’.
‘Inside jokes’ are great!
I love hair, but then again bald men do something for me too.
Great sex, need I say more?
Prefer the beach to a pool, any day.
If you could have any super-human ability what would it be- me- to fly, of course!
Country- two words- Conway Twitty
A few Christmas stocking traditions- smoked oysters, Slim Jims, Lifesaver Storybooks, Pez…the list goes on and on.
I love the sun, moon and stars- ask to see my tattoo.
I don’t do drugs and do not associate with anyone that does.
I have no regrets; I look at it very plain and simple: everything you do, you do it for a reason. It is up to you to find out the answer- why?
You are where you need to be when you need to be there.
I love meeting new people; each person brings something new into your life.
People come into out lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
Politics and religion are two topics of conversation that I try to stay away from, these things should not be debated about, everyone can have their own opinion, I agree.
Tenacious.
Diverse.
Time travel- now that would be fun!
Retirement; will that even be a possibility in my later years?
Education: constant.
My father died when I was ten.
Been there, done that- Michigan, Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, Canada, California.
Haven’t been there, haven’t done that- Hockey game,
No strange body piercing here.
Tuesday, March 4, 2003
Wednesday, January 22, 2003
Sunday, December 22, 2002
Thursday, August 22, 2002
Saturday, July 13, 2002
Saturday, April 27, 2002
My Bells Palsy Story
My Bells Palsy Story
The date was Saturday April 27, 2002, I awoke around 12:00a.m., awaking so late because I had been out until 5:00 a.m. at a friends house having a few drinks. When I woke up I played around on the computer for a while. Around 1:30 p.m. I was starting to get a little hungry so I threw on some clothes and a hat, and headed out for some lunch.
I went out for a burger and a beer. I ordered a Bud Light in the bottle and a glass of water (with a straw for the water as usual.) I sat there and began drinking the beer, noticing that I couldn’t quite drink the beer out of the bottle without some of it dribbling down my face. It felt weird, like I couldn’t quite seal my lips around it enough. Then I would take a drink of the water without any problems. But when I went back to take a drink of the beer, without fail, I couldn’t. I was starting to get a little frustrated. Soon after my food arrived; I had ordered a burger and fries. I started to eat, noticing that I couldn’t fit the burger in my mouth; it felt as though my lip was in the way. I struggled through to finish my meal and beer, I seemed to have struggled so much that I was starting to break a sweat just trying to eat. How strange was that? I must have sat there trying to eat for close to an hour. When I got up to leave I felt exhausted. I left and went back home. Arriving at home I just tried to forget about it and relax. I laid on my bed and played some more on the computer. Soon enough I had forgotten how hard it was and my mind felt at ease again.
To Be Continued
The date was Saturday April 27, 2002, I awoke around 12:00a.m., awaking so late because I had been out until 5:00 a.m. at a friends house having a few drinks. When I woke up I played around on the computer for a while. Around 1:30 p.m. I was starting to get a little hungry so I threw on some clothes and a hat, and headed out for some lunch.
I went out for a burger and a beer. I ordered a Bud Light in the bottle and a glass of water (with a straw for the water as usual.) I sat there and began drinking the beer, noticing that I couldn’t quite drink the beer out of the bottle without some of it dribbling down my face. It felt weird, like I couldn’t quite seal my lips around it enough. Then I would take a drink of the water without any problems. But when I went back to take a drink of the beer, without fail, I couldn’t. I was starting to get a little frustrated. Soon after my food arrived; I had ordered a burger and fries. I started to eat, noticing that I couldn’t fit the burger in my mouth; it felt as though my lip was in the way. I struggled through to finish my meal and beer, I seemed to have struggled so much that I was starting to break a sweat just trying to eat. How strange was that? I must have sat there trying to eat for close to an hour. When I got up to leave I felt exhausted. I left and went back home. Arriving at home I just tried to forget about it and relax. I laid on my bed and played some more on the computer. Soon enough I had forgotten how hard it was and my mind felt at ease again.
To Be Continued
Tuesday, September 11, 2001
September 11, 2001
The morning of September 11, 2001
Attack!
I was sitting in the Lansing Community College library when at shortly after nine a.m., special reports interrupted the radio morning talk show that I was listening to. Why? I asked myself.
I cannot believe what I am hearing, “comparable to World War II, worse than Pearl Harbor,” “no one is not at risk,” states one reporter.
A plane has just hit one of the Twin Towers at the World Trade Center in New York City, Lower Manhattan. What? This must be an accident. I quickly emailed Steve to let him know about it, he thought as I, an accident. This was the same building that was bombed in 1993, various thoughts were running through my head and were promptly verified by news reports. This happened approximately 8:45am. Approximately 9:03am another plane has hit the opposite tower. Terrorist! Was the next word to be said. These planes were quickly identified, within minutes to be hijacked by Middle Eastern terrorists. Everything is closing, world chaos. General Motors, Ford, Chrysler, Major League Baseball Association. The Sears Tower and Seattle Space Station has closed. No planes, commercial, personal, industrial or otherwise is to be in the air. Shortly after hearing all of this I had to go to class, so I’m not quite sure at this point what all I have missed. After class I came out to find out that more planes have crashed. One into the Pentagon in Washington D.C,. and the other somewhere in Pennsylvania. What could drive anyone to do something as terrible as this?
The towers came tumbling to the ground at ??? These buildings crumbled upon THOUSANDS of people. Fire and thick smoke surround everything, “you can’t even see your hand in front of your face.” ??? people have died within the planes that crashed into the three buildings and the country. Which doesn’t include the people IN the buildings.
To Be Continued…
Attack!
I was sitting in the Lansing Community College library when at shortly after nine a.m., special reports interrupted the radio morning talk show that I was listening to. Why? I asked myself.
I cannot believe what I am hearing, “comparable to World War II, worse than Pearl Harbor,” “no one is not at risk,” states one reporter.
A plane has just hit one of the Twin Towers at the World Trade Center in New York City, Lower Manhattan. What? This must be an accident. I quickly emailed Steve to let him know about it, he thought as I, an accident. This was the same building that was bombed in 1993, various thoughts were running through my head and were promptly verified by news reports. This happened approximately 8:45am. Approximately 9:03am another plane has hit the opposite tower. Terrorist! Was the next word to be said. These planes were quickly identified, within minutes to be hijacked by Middle Eastern terrorists. Everything is closing, world chaos. General Motors, Ford, Chrysler, Major League Baseball Association. The Sears Tower and Seattle Space Station has closed. No planes, commercial, personal, industrial or otherwise is to be in the air. Shortly after hearing all of this I had to go to class, so I’m not quite sure at this point what all I have missed. After class I came out to find out that more planes have crashed. One into the Pentagon in Washington D.C,. and the other somewhere in Pennsylvania. What could drive anyone to do something as terrible as this?
The towers came tumbling to the ground at ??? These buildings crumbled upon THOUSANDS of people. Fire and thick smoke surround everything, “you can’t even see your hand in front of your face.” ??? people have died within the planes that crashed into the three buildings and the country. Which doesn’t include the people IN the buildings.
To Be Continued…
Wednesday, July 4, 2001
Sunday, June 10, 2001
Sunday, May 13, 2001
Happy Mother's Day Mom!
Current mood: loving 
Happy Mother's Day mom!!!
We celebrated at Red Lobster as we traditionally do.
Happy Mother's Day mom!!!
We celebrated at Red Lobster as we traditionally do.
Tuesday, August 15, 2000
Wednesday, May 17, 2000
Sunday, May 14, 2000
Saturday, February 12, 2000
You
You
Friendship is made up of
Trust to last a lifetime
Empowerment of one another
Experiences and memories
Love is made up of
Romance to last a lifetime
Compassion of one another
Experiences and memories
Life is made up of
Decisions to last a lifetime
Hardships of one another
Experiences and memories
Will you be my friend?
Will you be my lover?
Will you be my life?
Friendship is made up of
Trust to last a lifetime
Empowerment of one another
Experiences and memories
Love is made up of
Romance to last a lifetime
Compassion of one another
Experiences and memories
Life is made up of
Decisions to last a lifetime
Hardships of one another
Experiences and memories
Will you be my friend?
Will you be my lover?
Will you be my life?
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