Barbie, Ken and GI Joe Redux

March 1st, 2017
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Ken Barbie GI Joe

So why are women drawn to the bad-boy? Could it be as simple as this hysterical 1996 Nissan television commercial – that sums it all up just fine? Barbie, Ken & GI Joe:


Poor Ken-wannabe manly man. So helpless in his sweater around the neck, buffed nails and plastic-coifed hair. Can’t keep his woman. How can he compete against a guy who came out of the jaws of a dinosaur? A real manly man?

Just looking at Ken you’d think, “That wuss! He couldn’t protect me against a herd of baseballs!”  (Private joke)

In this case I think GI Joe seems to represent excitement and danger. He exudes confidence and strength. She thinks he can take care of her AND thrill her.

Wait, I just found out they did another commercial – so maybe it’s because he acts the HERO:

You will notice that in both commercials, GI Joe comes out of nowhere – and Barbie is with Ken again. So did Joe use Barbie as he was passing through town? Dump her only to come back for another round? Classic bad-boy behavior, n’est-ce pas?

By the time I met Alpha Hubby at work, I’d had my gut full of bad boys and was NOT interested in going that route again. I did not plan to ever marry again much less trust my heart to any guy, bad or good.

And here was Alpha Hubby – he was such a nice guy – an engineer working at the nuclear plant, raising healthy beef on the side, very precise and, ummm, shall we say – anal?? Good with attention to details – which is really nice when applied to some situations like… *ahem* …be that as it may…

He was a nice guy and so nice to me – can you imagine that? That shocked me, like that was a sin or something? Being nice to me? I even told him – now remember we’d only known one another 7 weeks before we got married so we didn’t know one another THAT well.

But while we didn’t know each other’s favorite type movie or food choices, we knew one another’s heart. So I told him, truthfully, that I’d never dated a nice guy before and wasn’t sure how I’d handle it.

I love looking back and remembering some of the dog-goned stupid things I said to him back then. All in the name of protecting my heart from being crushed again. Duh duh duh du-mb.

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Stop taking my picture!!

So after we married, we spent many nights sitting up and talking, to get to know one another. The more we talked, the more I realized I’d not married a nice guy after all; I had married a **shock** reformed bad boy.

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Alpha Hubby is all man, believes in God, America, true love, hard work, and honesty. He isn’t a man’s man, per se; he’s just my man. He is masculine to the point that it doesn’t take much to push him over into the over-dominating stage; but he doesn’t scare me. He may be an alpha and growl at me sometimes, but he would never hurt me.

My heart is safe in his hands.

There is security in what he calls “predictable”. He doesn’t have his nails polished (mainly because after work, he’s mucking with cows and bulls), and fights me tooth and nail about protecting his skin from the sun. He doesn’t have an feminine side – he says I am his only feminine side and that’s that.

So in a world where the choice is Ken or GI Joe? Give me a GI Joe anytime!

Nah, forget that, give me Alpha Hubby. He’s gifted to be my mate. He’s GI Joe enough for me.

High Gag Factor

February 14th, 2017


An Open Letter to my love, with help from a song’s lyrics.  High Gag Factor.

Ordinary no, I really don’t think so
Not a love this true
Common destiny, we were meant to be
Me and you

When I think how I challenged God by saying, “I will never get married again, ever! Not unless YOU write it in the sky, ‘Nan, this is The One!’”  I thought I was safe. Well, I could be safe – safe from heartache – safe from bullies – safe from being involved with those who didn’t have my best interests in mind. My heart was protected.

Once upon a time book

Oh, but I dreamed. I would devour stories of love soaring above the ordinary. I would catch whispers that there were those who had a once-in-a-lifetime love. I hungered for someone who could love me just for me. I wanted the whole fairy tale true love.

Like a perfect scene from a movie screen
We’re a dream come true
Suited perfectly for eternity
Me and you

And here you came, so quietly into my life.  An innocent meeting so no walls came up. You truly were a dream come true. No, that is not true. I had no idea what true love was so I could never have dreamed of and longed for you.

Two bound hearts

My heart, you have fulfilled every one of my fantasies and dreams, but also beyond. I did not know love could be this way. I had no idea two people could suit so perfectly. I had no idea love could encompass me and set me free at the same time.

Every day, I need you even more
And the night time, too
There’s no way – I could ever let you go
Even if I wanted to

We talk about the impossibility of living without one another. We swear if one died, the other would never be able to even consider another. It isn’t that we couldn’t go on living. It is that it would be so hard. I waited twelve years for you. How could there be a replacement for a perfect love? I wouldn’t even want to try. No one could live up to the reality of you.

Every day I live, I try my best to give
All I have to you
I thank the stars above
That we share this love
Me and you

You challenge me to be my best. You make me want to be a better person. You create in me the desire to give you all I have and am, and to create a perfect haven for you, wrapping you in my love so you are never cold, never feel alone, never feel unloved.

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In your arms is the safest place I’ve ever been. I love living in this world we have created together. It is breathtaking.

Ordinary no, I really don’t think so
Just a precious few
Ever make it last
Get as lucky as
Me and you

How did I get to this place where I am part of the precious few who make it last? Who have that once-in-a-lifetime love – that “made-in-heaven” creation that brings such joy? Only God, because it is a true miracle. We are a dream come true – we are suited perfectly, for eternity.

Me and you, baby. Me and you.


Me and You, Kenny Chesney

Love Letter to My Alpha Hubby

February 8th, 2017

Someone once asked me, “Is your Alpha Hubby really the way you portray him?” Yes, yes he is. This song could have been written about him:


They read you Cinderella – you hoped it would come true
That one day your Prince Charming
Would come rescue you

It is kind of funny how we were fed fairy tales when we were younger and we don’t realize how they stick with us as we grow up. Even after life as proven differently, they are still there.

I never felt I needed rescuing but I always thought maybe, just maybe, there was a Prince Charming somewhere out there. Someone who would look at me and really SEE me.

You like romantic movies; you never will forget
The way you felt when Romeo kissed Juliet
All this time that you’ve been waiting
You don’t have to wait no more

I always was, deep down inside – very, very hiding-away-deep – a romantic. Even after life dealt me some pretty vicious blows, the small, tiny ember of hope, want, maybe even faith, flickered and never quite went out. Not that I’d ever have admitted THAT!

Outwardly I never believed it could come to pass. Never. But deep down where the truth, the who that we really are, lives? It never died.

In my private to-me-only moments, I dreamed there could be someone who would love me unconditionally, never lie, never cheat, never steal my heart then drop what was left of me by the wayside. There could be someone, couldn’t there?

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Believing the fairy tale

One day after years of toads and frogs, he was there. Leaning up against that work cubicle entryway, smiling at me. He asked an innocuous question which led to an hour-long chat fest in my cubicle.

By the time he left the cubicle I’d agreed to go, a month later, to a church Valentine party with him. To rescue him from a stalker. I was a little shell-shocked that he’d asked and that I’d said yes, without thinking it out first.

I can love you like that – I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth – if you were my girl
I will give you my heart – be all that you need
Show you you’re everything – that’s precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that

One evening during one of many long conversations, I explained how someone had once told me I loved too much. I will never forget what he said to me, ever. He smiled gently and replied, “Well, it is a good thing that I need a lot of love then, isn’t it?”


There were times he would place his palm on my cheek and look into my eyes. That was so hard for me.  I felt too exposed, too open, and I would always look away. I asked him why he did that. He said that it showed him where I was, what was in my heart.

I never make a promise I don’t intend to keep
So when I say forever, forever’s what I mean
I’m no Casanova, but I swear this much is true
I’ll be holding nothing back when it comes to you
You dream of love that’s everlasting
Well, baby open up your eyes

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From the very beginning, he began showing me that I was precious to him. He never played games, he never made me guess what he was thinking or feeling, he really never made a promise he didn’t intend to keep, he never lied. Ever. His whole focus was on me. His entire goal was to make me, not only happy, but aware of who I was – someone I’d lost years ago.

You want tenderness
I’ve got tenderness
And I see through to the heart of you
If you want a man who understands
You don’t have to look very far

He spent so much time helping me find my lost self simply because he saw my into heart and wanted me to see it, too.  That’s what he told me. He said that the day he was in my cubicle, God showed him my true heart, the one no other man saw. He saw it and he wanted it, wanted it given to him.

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He saw my fears, my hurts, my tears, my hidden gentle woman. He saw the one hidden behind the woman who had to be super strong to survive the life she was living; the one who cried at mushy commercials and romantic movies but never let anyone see. He saw a woman longing to be understood, seen, loved unconditionally.

He saw ME. And he loved me. And he actually said to me: “I can love you like that. Hook your dreams up with mine. I will take care of your heart. I will protect and cherish you. Trust me and I will never drop you.”

And for 22 years, 11 months, 4 weeks, he has kept his words and promises.

Baby, I love the way you love me.

A Clean Slate

February 1st, 2017

Blank notebook with pen

I am a notebook-aholic. There. I said it.

I am sure many people can stand up and say, “Hello Nan. I am a notebook-aholic, too.”

I’ve never met a notebook I didn’t like. I especially fell in love with the Clairefontaine and Eccolo lines. Silky smooth, soft paper, blank or lined. Fountain pen-ready (did I tell you I am also a pen-aholic? I love fountain pens). Paper that makes writing a truly beautiful experience.

But notebooks… a book full of clean, fresh, blank pages, just waiting for me. Waiting for brilliant and not so brilliant words, from me. Waiting for thoughts, ideas, ramblings, words, all mine, mine, mine!!

Journals, notebooks, diaries – holder of secrets. I can write anything and it’s a secret no one will know unless I choose to share. Those clean, fresh pages waiting for even better ideas, thoughts and secrets than the last journal. A clean slate.

A clean slate definition:  an opportunity to start over, fresh start, a chance

I think sometimes we are so encouraged by the thought of clean slates and fresh starts because we feel that maybe we can start over and get it right this time, change ourselves – or something in our life – into something better.

I think this is why many people look at New Year’s Eve, going into a new year, as an opportunity to get things changed or right in the NEW year. There is hopefulness that “this year” we will get it right.

And THAT is why I love journals and notebooks. The hopefulness of filling a new one with brilliance to post. The opportunity to use amazing words to help or entertain people. The freedom to write my goals and dreams down to help make them more real. To jot down the many, many thoughts that come to my mind each day.

And just like I can always go to the office supply store and pick up a new, fresh notebook before I’ve even used up my old one, I realized that I do not have to wait until a date on the calendar signifies a new year to give myself a clean slate.

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This is something I have learned in the past few months:  you can CHOOSE to start fresh every single morning. TODAY I can start fresh. I can look at what yesterday brought and pick out the perfect moments to duplicate and the not-so-perfect ones to either toss or fix.

As a people, we are so hard on ourselves. We have this unrealistic belief system that we have to be perfect, that we can’t mess up. We hold ourselves to standards higher than is humanly possible to attain.  STOP THAT.

Just like I fall in love with new and unusual notebooks, I made the decision that this year, 2017, that I am going to fall in love with my life. I am going to throw out unrealistic standards and set ONE goal – to be happy and not worry. Is that one? Or two?

You see, that one goal encompasses everything. To be happy and not worry, I get to make choices that lead to that goal, be it health, organization, spiritual, relational, gratitude, etc.

ONE goal that I can start fresh each and every morning with a clean slate. TODAY I can choose right. Yesterday truly is gone and I am the only one who can dwell on it. If I choose to let it go, forgive myself or congratulate myself for things done, then I have a clean slate today to choose better.

This video says it all – DON’T WORRY – BE HAPPY!!  Words to live by.


Christmas Is Coming

January 2nd, 2017


I’ve noticed blogs that say “Make resolutions!” Then there are those that say, “Don’t make resolutions!” Then “Let us just walk right, talk right and spit right, and everything will be OK!” Worst of all: “Ignore it all and stay the same way!!” Hey! There is always room for improvement.

So my thought is, “Christmas is coming.” I know! So profound. I owe it all to Alpha Hubby. Why? Because he says it. He says it ALL. THE. TIME.

His meaning is this: we make promises to ourselves to do better or make changes and then we break those promises to ourselves. We decide to lose some weight. We decide to exercise more. We decide to eat healthy. We decide to be nicer to people. We decide to write that book or make that music CD.

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Christmas is coming! Maybe this year we start out gung ho and do right… for about two weeks. Then life gets in the way, interest wanes or we get tired of eating carrots and celery (smile). The next thing we know, Christmas is here and we didn’t do any of the things we wanted to do. The time got away from us.

Christmas is coming. The days will pass whether we do what we said we wanted to do… or not. Christmas is coming no matter what we are doing. You can’t stop the days from passing. They are going to pass anyway.

Do we want Christmas to get here and we’ve at least made an attempt at changes we desired? Or do we want it to get here and feel a huge sense of disappointment in ourselves that we’ve let ANOTHER YEAR pass by without doing what we wanted?

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What is the answer to stick-to-it-ness? Heck if I know. What? You thought this was going to continue to be a deep, profound blog post? I’m leaving the profoundness to Alpha Hubby. Christmas is coming. It will get here and we will have accomplished what we wanted… or NOT.

I guess it all depends on how badly we really want it. If we really do, then we will find the way to do whatever it is. We each must find out for ourselves. No one can force you to do the doing.

As for me, I’m following the principles I learned studying people who’ve walked in their dreams: write those long term goals down. By the way, almost everyone believes it’s important to write their goals, but not everyone does it. Dr. Gail Matthews researched goal-setting thoroughly and discovered that by the simple fact of writing your goals down, it gives you a 42% greater probability of achieving the goal – just by writing them down! Of course, not writing your goals is sure-fire way to fail

Then I realized I needed to figure out the steps to get there. Break those steps down into manageable bites – short term goals. Then, do something every single day toward that goal, no matter how simple or complex that something is.

How do you eat an elephant?  It’s HUGE!

One bite at a time.  Hee hee hee.

If you only view that elephant as one giant goal, you will become overwhelmed and Christmas will get here and you will still be staring at the elephant. Begin with one bite at a time (I know, I know, it sounds gross but stick with me here).

Break your goal down into small bites and Christmas will get here and you will be closer to that goal or have completed it!

Scale Weights

Say you want to lose 50 pounds. Don’t focus on 50 pounds. Focus on 5 pounds. Or 1 or 2 or what you can do. Focus on what you can do today toward the goal of losing one pound. Today, this meal, what can you eat right? How many minutes can you walk today? Bites.

Or that book you want to write? Write down those chapter ideas. Figure out a character. Decide what your chapter titles will be. Research what others have done. Write your goal number of pages for today.  Bites.

Those bites – little accomplishments toward your ultimate goal – will help you stay on track and keep you from focusing on what hasn’t been done yet. Instead you can focus on what you have done toward that goal

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And the ultimate goal for 2017 should be this – SAY IT WITH ME

“This year I will enjoy life more. I will stress less or not at all. I will jump in water puddles. I will dance around the house and in the rain. I will sing at the top of my lungs. I will surround myself with things I think are beautiful. Every single day, I will do something nice just for me. I will be more grateful and I will express that gratitude. I will love Alpha Hubby (insert your love here) even more fiercely. I will choose to be happy!”

So I will leave this semi-profound blog post with a poke and grin:  here is Alpha Hubby’s goal for the New Year. I know, I know. But we can’t ignore him. He refuses to be ignored.stress sex2

Once upon a time… He Found Me

December 29th, 2016

The player down on the right side, bottom, has a lot of soft jazz, sexy, oldies, and other various love songs. Click to start and it will automatically play them all.

Once upon a time book

This is the story about a girl who met a boy who loved the girl completely, totally, unconditionally almost from the moment he met her.

It is about a girl who was so skittish, she never let anyone get close to her. Never know her inside, what she was really thinking. No one. Ever. The plot revolves around the boy overcoming the girl’s insurmountable obstacles to help her achieve her wildest dream, True Love.

This is not a fairy tale. 

Once upon a time in a desolate land, long ago, there was a girl who’d been single for twelve years.  She had told God that she would never marry again, never, ever, ever, unless He wrote in the sky, “Girl, this is the one I have for you!” (And we all know how often THAT happens.)

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Two weeks before the girl met the boy, a total stranger told the girl, “God said for me to tell you that you will meet the one He has for you in the next two weeks.” He also told the girl a lot of details like, “When you do meet him, don’t share that with anyone” and “You will be happier than you’ve ever been in your entire life.” 

Okaaaaay.  But the girl did sit down and type up everything he told her (*whisper* just in case). Hope prevailed while common sense said, “No way.”

One day at the Nuclear Elf Factory, the girl and boy met. The Nuclear Elf Factory frowned on office relationships, thus the “don’t tell” part the girl was told. They met a few days before the girl’s birthday. By this time, she had almost forgotten about what that stranger said so she wasn’t even thinking about it. Her guard wasn’t up. She was Unsuspecting.

The boy told the girl hello. The boy and girl chatted in her cubicle. It came out that he was being stalked by an evil witch who decided he would be her next husband. He totally disagreed but she wasn’t listening.

He asked the girl to be his fake date to the church Valentine banquet to get this evil witch off his trail. Of course, being the sweet girl she was (*wink wink*), the girl said yes. She had had a stalker once, too. It’s so nice to have things in common right off the bat!

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By the time our boy and girl went to the Valentine’s Day banquet 5 weeks later, they were secretly engaged. She had an engagement ring on a golden chain around her neck. (Well, until they told people, she couldn’t quite wear it in public now, could she?!)

Two weeks after that (seven weeks to the day after they magically met), they were married in a small evening service. Alpha Hubby and Alpha Son also had a binding ceremony, Father and Son.

Twenty-two years, 9 months, 11 weeks, and 2 days ago, the girl met and fell in love with and married her Knight in Shining Armor.  In all these years, his armor has never tarnished.  He loves the girl so boldly and unconditionally that she sometimes wonders what’s the matter with him! 

HE loves her.  He LOVES her.  He loves HER

Two bound hearts with raytraced texture. White background.

Two bound hearts

It is so breathtaking that sometimes she sits on the porch he built her, in the rocking chair he bought her, still in awe, and thinking about how good God has been to her, to bring this boy across her pathway. And at times, when she comes across the notes she wrote after the total stranger told her the things he did, she is amazed how true everything he said was and how it all came to pass.

She truly is happier than she has ever been in her life. Her cousin, Cinderella, had nothing on our girl when it came to drama and evil step mot… er…  talking mice? Evil cats? Singing sadly,In my own little corner, in my own own little chair I can be whatever I want to be“? Psycho-exes?

The girl can’t even describe it sometimes because it is hard to wrap the mind around the fact that 22+ years later, he still loves her madly, passionately and completely.

More so, actually. 

Interlinking Skywriting Hearts

In the end, faith and hope prevailed and she finally gets the one thing she always wanted:  to be loved unconditionally by a hero. And to have True Love.

Baby, thank you for 22+ years, each better than the last – for 22+ years of unbelievable love – sometimes warm and fuzzy, mostly insanely hot and passionate! Thank you for adventures, oceans, seashells, making me the best fudge ever, snowmen, seashells, laughter, seashells, and all my dreams and wishes coming true, in you.

You are so much better than anything I could have dreamed up.

When God writes it in the sky (and He does), you can safely take a chance!

The Beginning. There is no end in a True Love story. It just keeps on getting better and better.


A No-Snow Christmas

December 24th, 2016

Down on the right side near bottom, there is a Hypster player loaded with peaceful, funny, and/or traditional Christmas songs. Click on the arrow to listen.  There might be a few snow songs!


This looks like the closest I’m getting to snowmen this year for Christmas.  *sigh*

I have snowmen on my library shelves to keep me company all year but I was hoping for it to at least be COLD.  Last week it was in the 20’s which gave me such hope for snow.  Alas. It is in the 50’s and probably 60’s tomorrow.

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Even these snowmen were in on the prayers with me, asking God for snow for Christmas.  It has happened in the past, several times.  Maybe Leland threatened them this year with his blow torch.


I really love all my cool snowmen and am glad I at least have them to celebrate what we all know is most important:

Christmas Snowman Decoration

From my dream house to yours, this is the Loyd’s wishing you a very, very blessed Christmas and the most prosperous New Year you’ve ever experienced. 2017 is going to be THE BEST YEAR EVER!!


Leland and I are going to snuggle up in front of our fireplace and see what naughty things we can get into!!

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A Very Merry Christmas Redux

December 15th, 2016

Merry Christmas! I am regurgitating a previous post, slightly rewritten. I’m lazy right now about posting because Alpha Hubby and I have been playing a lot.

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stockings fishnet

So anyway my dear peeps, I hope all your fishnet stockings are hung by the chimney with care (wouldn’t want to snag them!)

And I do hope you leave out some lovely things out for Santa. No, NOT milk and cookies.



While you’re waiting in front of the


so you can give personal attention to your very own special “Santa”

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Merry Christmas Baby!

While you’re enjoying the

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and this



and this

Santa and his helper relax

Santa and his little helper relax

Let us not forget the true meaning, the real reason for this Season:



A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS from our house to yours!