Showing posts from May, 2012

The Man, the Myth, the Legend...

Do I have your attention now while you wonder who this legend could be?  An interview with a celebrity?  How about a famous author? No my friends, I bring to you today someone that means more to me than words can describe...

My loving husband, Michael.

Today is his "half-century" birthday.  Yep, a biggie alright. His lovely sister pointed out today that he is now officially eligible for membership with AARP (bad Cheri, bad!)  This weekend, our kids will give him a hard time about it which will probably include some cracks similar to his sister's about getting older, and he will smile and laugh at each one.

Because that is just who he is--he takes everything in stride.

I wanted to do something extraordinary, something spectacular to mark this special occasion for him today and burnt a few brain cells as I struggled to think of the best way. Finally, the cylinders fired and an idea surfaced.  So, without further ado, I introduce you to my Man, my Legend, and now, no longer…

Ties That Bind - by Carolyn Arnold

Detective Madison Knight concluded the case of a strangled woman an isolated incident. But when another woman's body is found in a park killed by the same line of neckties, she realizes they're dealing with something more serious. Despite mounting pressure from the Sergeant and Chief to close the case even if it means putting an innocent man behind bars, and a partner who is more interested in saving his marriage than stopping a potential serial killer, Madison may have to go it alone if there's not going to be another victim.
He sat there, in his 1995 Honda Civic, sweating profusely.  Its air conditioner hadn’t worked for years.  A real piece of shit actually but perfect for the crappy life he had going.  He combed his fingers through his hair and caught his reflection in the rearview mirror. Last night had changed him—whether for the good or for the bad remained to be seen.  All he knew was his eyes had changed,…

No Greater Love....

Mom.  Mommy. Ma. Whatever you call her, Sunday is the day we celebrate these incredible beings that brought us into this world.

As a "seasoned" mother, I want to offer a bit of encouragement to those that are just starting their journey as someone's Mom.  You know who you are.  The harried newbie that can't seem to get enough sleep, doesn't want to ever see another dirty diaper and wants to cry right along with your screaming little one because you can't recall where you put the car keys?  
Enjoy every moment because one day, they will not need you anymore, and you will WISH for these moments back.  I recall holding the squirming mass of soft flesh in my shaking hands from the moment my son entered this world twenty-two years ago and feeling inundated with many different emotions. I was absolutely terrified by the prospect of raising a child in this scary world, fearful to let him ever leave my arms.  The magnitude of love I felt wash over me, well, words ca…