My husband and I have very demanding schedules, but we always strive to make time for each other. Last night, I stayed up to watch "Two and a Half Men" and "Friends" reruns. Meanwhile, he went to bed. But first, we spent quality time together watching, and discussing the last hour of "The Apprentice." Why the last hour? Because during the first hour of his show, I am watching my show. On Sundays, he watches "The Apprentice" from 9-11 p.m., while I watch "Desperate Housewives," from 9-10 p.m. At 10 p.m., I join him. We always kiss, hold hands, talk, hug, and caress each other while watch television together, and last night was no exception. We both are so grateful to God for each other, and strive to let each other know how much we cherish each other every chance we get. Or should I say every chance we CREATE. You have to quite literally MAKE love. Not only in bed, but in every day interactions as often as possible.
This morning, as usual, Rueben's schedule was quite different from my schedule. He got up very early, at 6:30 to go meet Ivanka Trump for a session. She is one of his clients. Anyway, any time he gets up early, no matter how drowsy I am, I always make an effort to hug and kiss him good morning, before I roll over and continue dreaming. Little gestures like that go a long way, believe me. They help us to stay connected to each other.
Finally, throughout the day, every day, we e-mail each other. I love that we stay connected in this way. Some days, because he has back to back clients, it is the only way we can "talk." I appreciate that in every single message, whether long or brief, Rueben always signs his messages, "Love, Rueben." Again, we cherish each other, and look for opportunities to let each other know.
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Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Sunday Evening
Hello out there. This is my very first time doing this. I got the idea from a movie I saw this weekend on DirecTV, "Julie and Julia." As Julie said, "I have thoughts."
I recently got back home from my typical Sunday activities. My husband Rueben and I wake up at 8 a.m. We have breakfast at about 8:30, leave for Jenny Craig at 9 (we are both members; his consultation is Sunday morning and mine is Tuesday afternoon), get to church by about 10:30, get a quick bite in the church's cafeteria at about 12:30, then we part until later in the evening.
But I am getting ahead of myself with all this talk of what happens on Sundays. This is supposed to be about my happy marriage and how you can have one too. So sorry. I am new at this. Please forgive me. I will start again. Rueben and I met on Match dot com about three years ago, and have been together ever since. I saw his profile, and liked what I saw. He was good looking and seemed smart, pleasant, and funny, very attractive qualities. I fired off an extremely brief message saying that I liked his profile and he should let me know if he liked mine too. That was it. I think it was a single sentence long. Well, he wrote back right away. We hit it off, he asked me out, and now we are newlyweds!
He is the most exceptional man that I have ever met. I thank God for him. Literally. I thank God for putting him in my life. He is the man of my dreams and I spent years praying to meet him.
He is definitely my muse. I have written three songs and a book about him.
Right now, he is with clients. I asked him to call me when he is done and to let me know whether or not he wants me to prepare his dinner. That right there is one of the secrets to my happy marriage. We take excellent care of each other. We are always looking for ways to show we love each other. Some things are grand gestures, and other things are small, yet caring gestures. An example of a grand gesture? I once gave him as a present two tickets to a Felix Trinidad boxing match. The tickets cost a whopping $1000 dollars. He once paid about $8000 to pay the musicians in my band to record my new jazz album, "Topsy Turvy." Small gestures? This morning, I prepared a delicious breakfast, and he made sure not to finish the last of the milk. We have each other's back.
I am looking forward to seeing him tonight. When we parted at church, he said he thinks he will be home at about 9. At that point, I will be in the bedroom watching "Desperate Housewives," while he will be in the living room watching "the Apprentice." I love that we are so secure that we can spend time apart under the same roof, yet remain connected. We both have BlackBerries and often write to each other when we are in separate rooms, just to show we care. I will see him after "The Apprentice" is over.
Okay, I know I am new to this, but somehow I have the impression that I wrote too much. So I will sign off. Thanks so much for reading this.
I recently got back home from my typical Sunday activities. My husband Rueben and I wake up at 8 a.m. We have breakfast at about 8:30, leave for Jenny Craig at 9 (we are both members; his consultation is Sunday morning and mine is Tuesday afternoon), get to church by about 10:30, get a quick bite in the church's cafeteria at about 12:30, then we part until later in the evening.
But I am getting ahead of myself with all this talk of what happens on Sundays. This is supposed to be about my happy marriage and how you can have one too. So sorry. I am new at this. Please forgive me. I will start again. Rueben and I met on Match dot com about three years ago, and have been together ever since. I saw his profile, and liked what I saw. He was good looking and seemed smart, pleasant, and funny, very attractive qualities. I fired off an extremely brief message saying that I liked his profile and he should let me know if he liked mine too. That was it. I think it was a single sentence long. Well, he wrote back right away. We hit it off, he asked me out, and now we are newlyweds!
He is the most exceptional man that I have ever met. I thank God for him. Literally. I thank God for putting him in my life. He is the man of my dreams and I spent years praying to meet him.
He is definitely my muse. I have written three songs and a book about him.
Right now, he is with clients. I asked him to call me when he is done and to let me know whether or not he wants me to prepare his dinner. That right there is one of the secrets to my happy marriage. We take excellent care of each other. We are always looking for ways to show we love each other. Some things are grand gestures, and other things are small, yet caring gestures. An example of a grand gesture? I once gave him as a present two tickets to a Felix Trinidad boxing match. The tickets cost a whopping $1000 dollars. He once paid about $8000 to pay the musicians in my band to record my new jazz album, "Topsy Turvy." Small gestures? This morning, I prepared a delicious breakfast, and he made sure not to finish the last of the milk. We have each other's back.
I am looking forward to seeing him tonight. When we parted at church, he said he thinks he will be home at about 9. At that point, I will be in the bedroom watching "Desperate Housewives," while he will be in the living room watching "the Apprentice." I love that we are so secure that we can spend time apart under the same roof, yet remain connected. We both have BlackBerries and often write to each other when we are in separate rooms, just to show we care. I will see him after "The Apprentice" is over.
Okay, I know I am new to this, but somehow I have the impression that I wrote too much. So I will sign off. Thanks so much for reading this.
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