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A thousand hearts would be too few to hold all my love for you
~ unknown


2014/046: The Color Of My Love

I’ll paint my mood in shades of blue 
Paint my soul to be with you
I’ll sketch your lips in shaded tones
Draw your mouth to my own
I’ll draw your arms around my waist
Then all doubt I shall erase
I’ll paint the rain that softly lands on your wind-blown hair
I’ll trace a hand to wipe your tears
A look to calm your fears
A silhouette of dark and light
While we hold each other oh so tight

I’ll paint a sun to warm your heart
Swearing that we’ll never part
That’s the colour of my love

I’ll paint the truth
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I’ll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and make you mine

I’ll draw the years all passing by
So much to learn so much to try
And with this ring our lives will start
Swearing that we’ll never part
I offer what you cannot buy
Devoted love until we die
 ~ Celine Dion


2014/045: Happy Valentine’s Day

You are my soul mate, my sweetheart,
You are my dream come true.
From now until the end of time
I give my heart and soul to you.

2014-045 WM



I will spend my whole life through
Loving you, loving you.
Winter, summer, spring-time, too, 
Loving you, loving you.
Makes no difference where I go or what I do.
You know that I’ll always be loving you.


2014/043: Love Is The Key

To hide the key to your heart is to risk forgetting where you placed it.
 ~ Timothy Childers


2014/042: ♥

For, you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday, and less than tomorrow.
~ Rosemonde Gerard


2014/041: Bursting

…..with Love



Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls
to arrive at its destination full of hope.
 ~ Maya Angelou


2014/039: He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not…

He loves me… he loves me not… he loves me… he loves me not… he love me…


2014/038: My Heart Runneth Over



The longest journey you’ll ever take is the 18 inches from your head to your heart
 ~ anonymous


2014/036: Found

Love isn’t something you find.
Love is something that finds you.
 ~Loretta Young


2014/035: Solid

… a rock.



Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law,
and must be plucked where it is found and enjoyed.


2014/033: I Love You More

…..than chocolate!


2012/346: Love And Friendship

2012/082: I’m Giving You All My Love

2011/340: 15 Years

Happy Anniversary to my Honey! ♥
We almost had to spend this day apart, but then the business trip, that Greg was supposed to go on, was postponed until January.
No big plans for today. We went out to dinner over the week-end, and tonight we’re going to the UIL (University Interscholastic League) awards ceremony. Sara participated in the Creative Writing competition at the end of November.
I’m sure we’ll pop the cork on a bottle of icewine after the kids go to bed.

2010/283: Wedding Day

My nephew is getting married this afternoon…

… and we all get to dress up! Only problem is, I’m not a high heels kinda girl and even though I own a pair, I’m not used to walking in them. So I’ve been walking around the house in high heels for the past few days, to (hopefully!) make sure I don’t trip over myself today.

2010/225: Love

12 Years

Today is our 12th wedding anniversary. No big plans, just dinner at The Olive Garden.


Today is also Nikolaus Tag  in Germany, which was another favorite tradition when I was a child. It’s also celebrated in several other European countries.

From wikipedia:
In Germany, Nikolaus is usually celebrated on a small scale. Many children put a boot, called Nikolaus-Stiefel, outside the front door on the night of December 5 to December 6. St. Nicholas fills the boot with gifts, and at the same time checks up on the children to see if they were good. If they were not, they will have a tree branch (Rute) in their boots instead. Sometimes, a disguised Nikolaus also visits the children at school or in their homes and asks them if they “have been good” (sometimes ostensibly checking a book for their record), handing out presents on a per-behaviour basis. This has become more lenient in recent decades.
But for many children, Nikolaus also elicited fear, as he was often accompanied by Knecht Ruprecht, who would threaten to beat, or sometimes actually eat the children for misbehaviour. Knecht Ruprecht furthermore was equipped with goatlegs. In Switzerland, where he is called Schmutzli, he would threaten to put bad children in a sack and take them back to the dark forest. In other accounts he would throw the sack into the river, drowning the naughty children. These traditions were implemented more rigidly in Catholic countries and regions such as Austria or Bavaria.
In highly Catholic regions, the local priest was informed by the parents about their children’s behaviour and would then personally visit the homes in the traditional Christian garment and threaten to beat them with a rod. In parts of Austria, Krampusse, who local tradition says are Nikolaus’ helpers (in reality, typically children of poor families), roamed the streets during the festival. They wore masks and dragged chains behind them, even occasionally hurling them towards children in their way. These Krampusläufe (Krampus runs) still exist, although perhaps less violent than in the past.