The Return of Mama...

Kira and I flew back on Friday (I think it was Friday...yep, it was Friday) after 5 weeks of visiting family and friends back in Missouri.  The trip was great but as long as it was, it seemed so short.  There were many people we just didn't get to see.  You don't realize how hard it is to see all the family and then squeeze a few friends in there and a special trip just for Kira and I.  Well, it wasn't just for Kira and I but it was a kid friendly trip.  Kira went on her FIRST ever camping and float trip, which was a complete success and hopefully, the group we went with will choose to plan another.  If not, we may just have to plan our own.  It was that much of a success!  I am already excited!

The days are all sort of a blur while we were there, but also since we have returned.  I slept all of Saturday and I mean ALL of Saturday.  Sunday, well, to be honest.  I don't remember Sunday.  LOL  Monday, Kira went with Kevin to the office and then to her BFFs house for a two day sleepover and I had the house to myself!  Yep, all to myself!  (Doesn't happen often.)  And what did I do?  NOTHING!!  I really should have done something but well, I did nothing and if felt good.  I put my feet up on the coffee table, grabbed a soda, my laptop, and listened to a new station I added on Pandora.  I added a song I heard while in Missouri by Jaron and the Long Road to Love.  It was called 'That's Beautiful to Me.' I heard it on the radio while driving back from Kirksville and I just couldn't get it out of my head.  I don't listen to country, but that was the only station I could get.  Long story short, I added it to a Pandora playlist, and it seemed like every couple of songs were sappy, romantic, beautiful songs.  Songs that made me feel good inside, as if the writer or singer was singing to me.  I know stupid right?  Well, it did, and it felt great.  Now this same artist sang a song called 'Pray for You' which is absolutely hilarious.  Watch the link!

So what did I do on Tuesday?  Since I felt so good on Monday, I decided to watch a sappy, romantic comedy.  It wasn't sappy or romantic, but a comedy.  I think it was misguided, but it was semi-funny, but I wouldn't have paid to see it.  Oh, it was called, 'The Six Wives of Henry Lafey' starring Tim Allen.  Yep, Tim the Toolman Taylor.  Unfortunately the evening took a left turn and decided to throw me a curve ball - Mr Migraine.  What happened to Mr Romantic, I don't know, but Mr Migraine took the reins and I took a nice HOT bubble bath (which seems to help) and went straight to bed.

I had a dream that swept me off my feet last night and probably is what continued my sappy mood today.  It was like a movie scene.  Absolutely breathtaking (men out there take notes!)

I was on a beach in the Keys.  I was walking along the waters edge barefoot with the the waves hitting my feet and the sand swurling around them.  I was all alone and just in one of those ho-hum moods.  The mood was full and the stars were bright.  It reminded me of being in Missouri and laying out in my Grandpa's field (although it is in Kansas, well never mind).  Anyway, it was beautiful.  Breathtaking.  Romantic.  Now this is where I knew it was a dream...I was wearing this beautiful white dress.  For those of you who know me well, know that I do not like to wear dresses.  But this was a dress I have been looking at every year when I go to the Keys.  I am in love with it, but not ready to pay the price.  Well, maybe this year I will.

Anyway, back to the dream...I could feel the sand beneath my feet and the waves slowly rolling over my toes.  The sound of the waves refreshing.  It was so relaxing.  Calm.  I remember taking a deep breath and could feel the cool, salty air filling my lungs.  It was as if I was really there, but then again aren't we?  Then all of a sudden this strong arm wraps around me, followed by a kiss on the neck, and me swooped up into the arms of a man.  (Which I assume is my husband!)

Yep, I think I have officially watched way too many sappy romantic movies!  As we all know in our dreams things go from one extreme to the next and I was in the water.  I do not like water that much.  Well, I like it, but I don't.  You see when I was a child, I was pushed off of a high dive and now, I don't like to go into water above my neck.  So this mystical romantic man takes me into the water.  My heart is racing, so I cling to him.  I was told to hold on, 'I won't let you go.  Trust me' and I did.  Well, this part I am sure this part was not my husband considering he is not a good swimmer and is not an outdoorsy person.

My dream takes me back to the beach where my dream man has a blanket all laid out and we snuggle until the sun rises.  Honey, if you are reading this...take notes!

So, today was another romantic, heart fluttery, day.  I really should have done something productive today.  Well, I guess I did.  I vacuumed and hung up my old curtains.  Curtains that make the room feel springy.  My upbeat mood made my day, upbeat too.  I just wanted to sing and dance and have fun.

As I sit here, something my Grandmother told me comes to mind.  'Always toward absent lovers love's tide stronger flows.'  I don't know who said it, but I am sure if I Wiki it, will come up with this very inspirational guy.  It's always a guy.  This was probably the original saying which inspired the modern saying 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'

Considering my romantic feelings, I posted on Facebook a request for romantic movies, romantic comedies, tear-jerkers, I just wanted something romantic.  I had a number of great suggestions, but unfortunately only a few were in my DVD collection or on the instant watch option on Netflix.  Note to self:  MORE ROMANTIC MOVIES.

I have decided that this will be romance week.  I only have a few days left, but I am sure in my collection of movies I will find at least 3 more romantic movies.  PS I Love You (Gerard Butler) is on the top of the list.  I might watch it tomorrow.  I have this thing for men with accents - specifically from Scotland or Ireland.  I tell Kevin that's why I married him.  He can do a great British accent...another fav of mine.

So my dear friends...I love you till the end.