Celebrating Tuesday Early

This Tuesday will mark a beautiful time in my life with Johnny. We will have been married twenty-five years and my tummy still tightens when he walks into a room. He brought with him two of the cutest little girls that became two of my closest friends, as well as daughters. Jenny and I were truly blessed when John walked into our lives. Happy Anniversary a bit early, my love.

Tonight, Brandon and Jenny invited us for dinner at MarChelles and we had such a great time. If you haven't been there, you need to go at least once. Nighttime is a very romantic time to go, although the prices are better during their lunch hour. At any time, the setting takes you back to a quieter time in life. Several of our close friends and family met us there, and our Alabama grandsons entertained us all with their smiles and their love for laughter. Jenny took snapshots and I will share them as she sends them. Can't wait to see them!

It was two years ago, also this Tuesday, that he brought me home after spending seventy-seven days in a hospital room, seventy of those in an ICU Critical Care cubicle. I still don't recall much of the first year, spending much time in recovery, therapy, and counseling for trauma. We survived, however, closer than ever and knowing that life is far too short, far too precious to worry about the annoying moments in life. So Tuesday will definitely be a time of joy and a time of thanksgiving. And ~

also happening Tuesday, we move into our new home!!! Crossing fingers, feet, legs, arms, and praying, praying, praying that nothing stops us we should be sleeping in a bed, finally!, and able to wash our own clothes as of Tuesday night!! We are pumped and asking Him to please let all things go according to plans. It is getting harder and harder to get off that air mattress each morning {insert a groan here}

Jenny has been washing our clothes, thank you Jen!, but it will be so nice to have my household back in some semblance of order. John is not wearing a smile often these days unless Ian and Noah are near. I don't know how your man handles best laid plans that continually go off on a tangent, but this man of mine doesn't handle it well. That frozen smile and those eyes that warn 'don't step on me' are becoming too familiar these days {insert a wink here}

I hope your day has been filled with love and laughter and that tomorrow will bring a restful respite for you. Be sure to check back for pics of our time in historic downtown Prattville!!