The Cheapest Date

*Update: Carol at She Lives has an excellent post on this, so much more eloquent than I could be. Read it and chuckle! I’m so glad others have brought it up, too!
I’ve limited the composing of this post to the time it takes the washer to go through its cycle. Let’s see if I can get this all in in time…{sound of bubble popping-the thought you all had that I had the time management thing
down}
I am my lover’s and my lover is mine… Song Of Solomon 6:3
My suggestion for Works For Me Wednesday-Love Edition is probably going to be repeated 50 times over on Shannon’s Mr. Linky. But just in case it isn’t, yes, I am here to talk about the s-word today. Let’s face it, no matter how much or little a date costs, if your hubby is a human male, chances are he’ll be expecting, or at least hoping, for something to top off the evening. And I don’t mean ice cream. Please be aware of that fact, and be ready, and be willing. There is no need to tell you all the health (physical, emotional, spiritual) benefits that can be had from intimacy, you’ve seen Dr. Phil. Seasonal Affective Disorder (or whatever you want to call it) attacks many of us at this time of year when it is really cold outside, and is going to say cold for a while. Maybe that could be helped if we were creating a little more heat. 🙂 Stay connected, in tune with your best friend. You need each other. Try to remember what drew you to him in the first place, and go from there. Schedule the time for him if you must, but take the advice of Nike: Just Do It.
Woo hoo! Done waaaay before the washer! I just earned some ice cream. Yeah, I hear those guffaws: heh, heh- does she really mean ice cream…

Ouch

I tried to think of a funeral hymn that would be appropriate to post here today. But there isn’t one, because this was just a game. No need to get irreverent. Hubby may be walking around in a gloomy fog today, though.

Ohio State Buckeyes’ 2006 Football Season: May it rest in peace.

*Update: I think some Tiffany would be appropriate here:

when I think about

what could’ve been
it makes me want to cry

The sweet words you whispered [National Title]
didn’t mean a thing
I guess our song is over
as we begin to sing [Drive, drive on down the field]
could’ve been so beautiful
could’ve been so right
I’ll never hold what could’ve been [a big crystal football trophy]
on a cold and lonely night

Merry Christmas!

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming;
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.
from O Little Town of Bethlehem

Talkin’ Trash

I’m in awe of the short time it took designers to come up with this catchy new t-shirt, coming to stores near me, and maybe you, too, if you live in Florida. I mean, the BCS bowl choices just came out, didn’t they? But there are a very few weeks left to threaten the lives of Florida Fans, and we must capitalize.
You can buy one for all those Buckeye fans on your Christmas list here.