Let me count the ways...

"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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I have not been 'corny' in a while on here....so I am being so now...

I love Erin with all my heart.

There are things he does for me that no one has EVER done. No one ever even cared to do - yet he does them - they come naturally to him. He does them without thinking, without question - it just is him.

Like tomorrow he is going to go to a Yoga class with me. Like how he cooks dinner for me AND ENJOYS DOING SO. He cleans the house, he does the repair work. He shares thoughts, ideas, comics with me. He wants to include me in his life (and his children's as well).

He is in a description Oooh La La...and then some....

Ooh La La

...and then some.

(*happy sighs*)

I am so very madly in love.

Still.

Today on my desk calendar were the wedding traditions for brides: Something old, new, borrowed, and blue....

I need the borrowed thingy.

Tonight I am going out with some girls to shop, eat/drink and have fun.

Next week is CRAZY...ending with my wedding to the sexiest guy on earth. Joy, excitement and yes still jittery. I can't wait.

I love you Ooh La La - and I always will.

Despite...

....that last rant...

The snow is so beautiful....I am here writing, having a cup of coffee, my love is in the kitchen making brioche (yes I said BRIOCHE - which was what he made for me the morning after we first slept together).....we are listening to Celtic music ('Fire in the Kitchen') - we will soon go and take a shower together, eat the brioche and go out and play in the snow together.

I love this part of our lives...I love Erin.

Men who do housework may get more sex - Yahoo! News

Men who do housework may get more sex

...well fucking DUH! No shit Sherlock. Ya Think?????

All I can say is I have a wonderful man who does everything around the house - he is a good person, a good dad, and a good husband. I am very lucky.

Longer than...(continued)...

{This is a letter I receive from Erin last evening (it was in my e-mail box this morning) - I believe after reading this you will all understand why I am so madly in love with this wonderful man....}

"My Dearest C~,

Longer than I've been listening to "Longer Than", I've never known all the words. Thank you for the video (with included lyrics). I would love to play this at our wedding. What do you think about having it for our first dance together?

Longer than you ever knew I was in love with you. I didn't have a name for it on our first date, and I want to make sure it was more than simple infatuation and being with someone new who seemed to really care.

Longer than I wanted to wait, I wanted to kiss you. I remember holding your hands, lying on the floor, and exchanging our first "I love you".

Longer than the slow advance of glaciers, my soul wanted to be married with you. The church process made things painful at times, and just the general preparations and timing of things is hard on me at times waiting, but I can't think of anything else that I would so willingly wait for than to be with you.

Longer than any list I have made for you, you offer me more than you realize. The things you do for me, the love you send my way, and the mysteries of yourself that you reveal to me, I feel are all but a trifle of who you are and what you have yet revealed.

Longer than the infinite heavens, I want to be the best husband for you.

Longer than, everything, I'll be in love with you.
Erin "

'Ooh La La" the billboard

*GIGGLES*

He does not have a very big ego - but thank you my love for hunting down 'YOUR' billboard'



Oh and P.S.: My diamond DOES say that....(but I'd have said yes to him if he had given me a ring from a Cracker Jack box...)