Friday, February 12, 2016

Lesson 404: Tough Love

It's Friday night, My Friends.
It's Blog Time!

Get ready for a dose of Tough Love tonight.
I've written about love lots and lots of times on this place in space.
It's well established that I love my family.

I love my friends.

I love my country.

Love is grand,
but it's not always easy.

That's why you have to work out your differences at all costs,
or it's going to cost you.

Love is grand; divorce a hundred grand.

Sometimes love is just tough.

I love to read,
but the words on the page became tough to see.
I got tired of propping my bedtime reading book on my knees,
so I finally decided it was time for some reading glasses.

It was a bit tough to admit I wasn't getting any younger,
but I love my new specs!

It's tough admitting that I love the art of my school backyard rival-
but I love the artwork in the entryway of Iroquois.

It's tough looking at an all-gray landscape for five months of the year,
but the clouds parted just in time for me to catch this sole,
heart shaped opening in the sky outside of my Clark School classroom.

I love Erie winters,

But the cold has a way of squelching the flame of creativity sometimes.

That's tough.
But every once in awhile we get that breakthrough day,
and we get out in the sunshine and rejuvenate.
I love that!

I love my kitties,
even though they don't love me yet.

I love basketball,
but truthfully, it's too fast paced for me to even understand.

The elementary school Valentine's Day parties were held on Thursday.
I forgot how tough Valentine's Day is on a little boy.
My daughters---they spent weeks choosing their valentine cards.
They carefully addressed each one in a sparkly glitter pen.
Sam remembered he needed a shoebox for Valentine card holder the night before.
He came home with this:

Mother Eloise said,
"Sam?  Why didn't you decorate your box?  
Where's the red construction paper hearts?"

It was ALREADY decorated, Mom!
said my little cherub.
It had an ALLIGATOR on it.

Sam and I---
man, we love our onesies.

We take our fair share of teasing for it,
which is tough,
but the soft comfort and warmth we get from them is totally worth it.

We even made up a hand sign to flash one another,
to let the household know it's Onesie Time.
Sam and I are the only two to take advantage of it--
but I don't care.

You know how this hand symbol is a popular way
to show someone you love them?

I'm trying to start my own sign to represent a Valentine's Day flop--
the upside down heart.

I told daughter Ellen Louise to model it for me.
She said,
Mom!  That's not a thing.  Don't even try.
I think I can make it be a "thing", don't you?

Here's to all who are experiencing some tough love this Valentine's Day.
Are you apart from your lover?
Natalie's heartthrob Ryan is stuck in colder weather in Canton, Ohio,
and can't make it in for the weekend.
I think she's sending him a crooked sign,
by the way she's grasping his card.
Word From the Wise:
You are going to need a larger box of candy next weekend, Ryan.

Natalie's fizzled Valentine's weekend got me all in the mood for my favorite cards--
blunt cards.
Google them for a laugh 
(and buy one for the person who annoys you the most).

They are just my kind of humor.

Here's one for my house guests I don't really want staying at the Lamp Post:

Here's one for Hubby on Not So Romantic of a Day:

The photo video posted below these clever candy hearts
has some more of my favorites,

set to the tune of Justin Bieber's 
Love Yourself.

Enjoy your weekend.
Hold close the ones you love,
and if you can't for some reason,
have a good laugh.


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