Marrige Meme Time

^^That's for Jenny, she's blogging for Gus' Gang today! Maybe go sponser her, even $5 would do amazing things pooled all together!

I get to talk about the best part of me today, tagged by my favorite Hawaiian mommy, flight attendant, wife over at And Island Life (I know, Sharon, I'm on that tag this weekend, promise.)

Eight things about my marriage, ready or not:

1. I met my husband John where I worked as a secretary--I was 20, taking a year off college to earn money. Going to Las Vegas and be a police officer alongside my uncle. Yeah, then I met him...and that was the end of that! He was 29, going to college part time and working with CAD.

2. John is exactly nine years and two months older than me. I like to mention that to my friends lest they think I'm as old as he is (sorry hon). But he looked so much younger. See what I mean?:

3. We dated nine months before we were married....we were married nine months before our daughter Nicole was born ;-)
4. Okay, answering what you were thinking--no we didn't have a formal wedding. We were married when my parents were still 'feuding' after the divorce. Because my parents weren't speaking to each other, we threw up our hands. Told everyone to be at the courthouse on our wedding day. John and I never looked back! Eh, okay, I do wish I'd worn 'the dress' and one day maybe Kelly will take me to the bridal shop and pretend to be needing one, idk. Will ya, Kel? Let me lose that 15 I put on this year first!

5. My husband went to Devry on weekends and evenings, starting at around age 42...then received his Bachelor's in Telecommunications Management and went on to Keller in the evenings to recieve his MBA. Still coached softball, still kept his day job! Still kept me! This is him two years ago--said he might think about his PhD. Didn't go over well. 6. John had/has a thing for Valerie Bertinelli.....okay, I can see the brunette/brown eyed thing. Pretty much identical twins, right! Right?!! Me? Jon Bon Jovi all day long. Okay, no similarities, but the name sounds the same!

7. I think we work very hard. I'm a stay home mom (soon to be home school mom to one) and as y'all know, I do data entry part time (all the time). My husand was promoted to business manager where he works, and teaches four nights a week at a local college. One day, hopefully soon, he can cut those days down by at least half. Okay, not Jon Bon Jovi, but better! (had to say that, Jon) 8. If you come round the house and hear "Tatey! Tatey Girl! Tate!" or "Don! Donald! Dondo! Hondo!" --no worries. That'd just be me and my Johnny Bonny talking to each other. Ooooh! I should do a fun giveaway and you have to post with your pet name!

Being married to Dondo=Good stuff.

So now it is my turn. I decided to shake it up a little, do it a little different, see what happens. Maybe nothing, maybe something, idk. So, without anymore pomp, here are my tags (already commented them, they know!):

Mrs. Hillary Clinton

Mr. Barack Obama

Mr. Rudy Giuliani

Ms. Nancy Pelosi--oops comments are closed! Hmm!

Mr. John Edwards -- okay this one took forever and a DAY to get posted!

Wayyy Above Reproach....

EDITED:

I have removed the big long Hillary speech, I don't want my good blogging friends staring into space as some have indicated (GiGi, Cat....), lol. I want them to return later in the week for picture time! So if you want to yawn and read, you can just go onto her site!

Give me a break cough cough (Roger Clinton) cough cough (Whitewater cast) cough, cough

(Marc Rich) cough....sorry about that, I had a hippocrite, I mean a frog stuck in my throat. I'm a little slow here, but I STILL don't get it...I mean, Ms. Plame was shown not to be a covered agent, right? Shaking my head at this outrage, Hillary, I don't know how you rant with a straight face. Honestly! So did you really say "No regard whatsoever" when referring to the law and President Bush? You tell him! Right after you turn around and tell you-know-hubby. Go head. I'll wait.........

Commute, Hillary, not a pardon.....pardon means it goes away (your brother did his job well, eh?). Commute means Mr. Libby will still be on probation, still pay a hefty fine. And STILL I'm not clear on what went down, but if it made you feel better, then okie dokie, roger (clinton) dodger (insert pun)!

I think a nice little visit to your malt shop with hubby is in order. Take a deep breath, it'll be okay....there is NOTHING a big old plate of onion rings and a brand new pair of saddle shoes cannot fix!

(To all my dear blogger friends who don't do politics or don't agree, it's okay. I still adore you. But every here and again I can't help it, it almost types itself! I'm still me, Stacey. Still Rockin Girl Blogger

in the free world. So filled with gratitude that I get to! )

Oh yeah, Top Momma still.....find one of the 500 buttons I've pasted around this blog, somewhere, then click me!

Stand By Your Man, Order Carrot Sticks

Oh for heaven's sake, Hillary, just give him the onion rings!

I won't post the YouTube video (for you, Sharon!), but you can check it out here. Does she NOT just give you warm fuzzies, taking care of her man and all? And WHERE was costume? On vacation? Why wasn't Hillary donning a ponytail, poodle skirt and saddle shoes with a scarf tied around her slender neck? Why didn't Bill take off his letterman jacket and drape it around her shoulders before he sat down and slid in next to her....taking his place at his side of the malt? I'm going to call the Hillary campaign soon as I'm done here, clearly they need me!

I'm not too concerned yet...but should she get elected *ahhh!* and start handing me carrot sticks rather than onion rings, I'm gonna have to roll up the sleeves on my pink and white argyle with black trim cardigan sweater and get them my darned self--and make sure nobody messes with my order again!

That woman up there ^^.....she scares me a little, but I'm certain behind closed doors, she bakes a mean little cookie for her man ;-)

Don't like what you read? Go ahead, hit this...it'll make you feel better, promise (giggle)