That's It! I'm Done! Hello?

This one's for my baby. How perfect was this for me? To have come across this video playing the very song that I wanted to dedicate to my love featuring one of, if not my most favorite celebrity couple!!

I absolutely love this song by Beyonce', Hello. This song describes exactly how I feel and want to convey my thoughts about the Man that I married 10 years ago. YES! 10 fabulous years of bliss, passion, struggle, tears, joy, and growth (tremendous). I can hang my dreams, hopes, future on this Man. He is SOLID. Believe me, it takes a Man of strength, patience, love (unconditional in the utmost way), vision, passion, and belief to put up with a women like me. And that's putting it lightly. Trust me, I know how to dish it out!


He believed in me, when I didn't. He pushed me, when I didn't want to go and if I didn't I wouldn't be here today. When I would throw my bitch fits (like the other day), he would love me even more? I didn't believe it because it was just too freakin' good to be true. BUT! That's just it, he is soooo freakin' good and I'm blessed beyond measure to have him, to be with him, to build him up, to support him, to brush his shoulders off when he falls, to walk by his side like Bonnie and Clyde. Doing this thing, this thing called LIFE. Together, not alone.

I chose this Man and He chose me. He is me and I am him. We are ONE.

Listen to the words to this song, I'm serious! Listen to the passion behind her voice, the meaning behind every word. She's making love to him with every word. Greeting him when he comes home from a long days work, taking his coat, rubbing his shoulders, gently kissing his cheek, lips, as she dances to his favorite song, touching herself, gently, as if he were touching her, undressing him, shoes, belt, pants, tie, shirt, tee, kissing him again, gently, on his chest, inhaling him with every kiss, passionately, panting, getting wet, n, ready for......him. Her love.

Listen ~



What did I tell you? Do you remember when your Man had you at HELLO? I do. And everytime I remember I want to show him and thank him for choosing me.
If you don't, you need to. Then trip that Man out and show him how much you remember. Tell me about it later because I love these kind of stories. I EAT THEM UP, YUM...don't you?