"Tell her she was right."

Those magical words, "Tell her she was right."

Thank you. Thank you for being gracious enough to let me know years later I was correct in my insight and warnings.

Years ago I dated someone who had the most rotten, hateful mother/person I have ever personally known. She was stealing money from him and I waved red flags to bring attention to the obvious, which was counteracted by her lies. He believed her.

There is no satisfaction in knowing I was right, because I knew I was.

My satisfaction is that I am happy for him he finally figured it out. Even if it is years later.

We were best of friends once upon a time ... it makes my heart glad to know years later there is a kindness and respect where he extends the courtesy of letting me know and I can be happy for him.

7 and 11

When Brooke was born, I was a single young mom and life for many years took everything I had working full-time, managing our home, while the endless tasks of caring for and raising two little ones consumed every day life.

There is 4-1/2 years difference between my girls, which totaled seven years I did not sleep through the night, years of bottle and spoon-feeding, bath time and early bedtime routines. Being broke. 

I used to dream of the day when they would be seven and eleven. 

No idea why I chose those ages, but when they were babies, seven and eleven sounded like dreamy ages where my life would become a bit easier. 

Brooke is about to turn 16. 

Sixteen and twenty.

You have no idea how much I love the sound of those ages. 

Power Couple

I was sharing adventure weekend details with a friend who has come to some funny realization that I am super cool, especially being a girl. [I know, right?!]

In his new found appreciation and admiration, he looks at me and says, "You two are really a power couple."

I thought about his compliment from a pretty cool guy himself and as it continued to echo through my mind, I want to write a blog post about it. Unsure where to start, I Google power couple and here is what popped up:

Power Couple

A relationship between two people who are equally as cool as each other. They are as individually awesome and fun to be around as they are when they are together.

Neither one depends on the other for their feelings of self worth- they know in their heart that they are just as valuable to the world as the other. Good looking, optimistic, and sparks a light in the world that people recognize that goes beyond a normal relationship.

In a power couple, if one person is flawed, the other person makes up for their weaknesses in strength. Together they are the epitome of what anyone would desire in a relationship. They encourage goodness in the world and make it a better place by being together.

Truly I am flattered by his observation and opinion.

Tail of the Dragon

Sweetest Day weekend was spent taking a rode trip to Tennessee to ride America's #1 motorcycle and sports car road, the Tail of the Dragon, US 129.

This riders destination is 11 miles with 318 curves.

We rode it twice.

Nine hours riding in the autumn sunshine of the majestic Smoky Mountains with stops at Smoky Mountains Harley-Davidson's, Deals Gap, and Fontana Dam made our Sweetest Day weekend one of adventure.

Xtreme Xperience

Shhhhh ... it's a surprise!

What do you get an adrenaline junkie who has everything?

Create an adventure, the Xtreme Xperience of getting behind the wheel of an exotic supercar on a race track!

http://www.thextremexperience.com/

Not knowing which exotic supercar was his favorite, I chose the right one.

His favorite.

The Ferrari 48 Italia.

Ahhhhh, the Ferrari 458 Italia, a seductive Italian supercar.

He fit naturally behind the wheel and I confidently put $1.00 in his birthday card towards his Ferrari Fund, knowing him far too well.

Happy 43rd birthday, My Perfect.

Homecoming

It is natural for a girl to feel like Cinderella before the ball by slipping into a beautiful dress with touches of shoes and jewelry.

To feel beautiful is what little girls are made of.

Then, that final moment comes of the unveiling.

   That moment when she walks out of her room.
 
       In front of the boy she adores for him to see her ...
 

She felt beautiful and she was.

Spoiled. Rotten. Brat.

In all the sweet things David truly does lavishly say to me, it makes me laugh when he hurls the opposite and says it with passion ...

"The problem with you is that you are spoiled. You are spoiled rotten! YOU are a spoiled (pause), rotten (pause), braaaaat!"

Inside I am smiling. I know.

He is so generous with me.

I love him and I love our life together.

Perhaps, I am a bit spoiled.