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Friday, December 02, 2005Smooch Obsession
 My daughters are obsessed with the art of kissing. Not that Eric and I spend endless amounts of time smooching. It's just that, when we do grab the occasional moment, there are sets of wee eyes on us, observing and -- well, giggling. See the lovely young thing half hidden behind her mommy? That's Maggie, drinking in the Smooch Moment. Wondering who snapped the picture in the first place? That's Rachel, my other smooch-obsessed daughter. Years from now, their husbands can thank Eric and me for early training in the fine art of kissing. I'm not making any excuses for public smooching, either (which is not the same as public spit-swapping or public groping, by the way). A strong marriage is the foundation of a strong family, and I want my chickens to know that Mommy and Daddy love each other -- and sometimes we smooch! Jonathan thinks it's disgusting. Actually, the girls think it's disgusting, too. Admist the giggling and various other geeky noises, there is usually at least one big, "Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Or sometimes a question, like, "How can you STAND to get his saliva on your mouth like that?" Okay, so I've raised a few germ freaks. I won't even get into the poetry that daughter Maggie has been writing of late. Suffice it to say that the protagonist always slaps away the would-be lovers -- though always after the smooch and not before. Eric and I don't have to place her inside that ivory tower just yet. As for Spencer -- well, he still kisses both of us on the mouth, so it's not an issue. He usually just tries to worm his way between us and get in on the affection fest. More than you wanted to know today? Probably! But I'm trying to psyche myself up for an Office Christmas Party this evening. Ask me how excited I am about being presented around the room as Eric Boehme's Wife. Ask me how much I spent on my new shirt ($11 at TJ Maxx, thank you very much!). Ask me how I'm going to be freezing my butt off because the new shirt is sleeveless and it's not going out of the 40's today. So I need lots of warm fuzzies in order to be a Charming, Sociable Wife this evening for my darling husband. Welcome to my fuzzies! |
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I am: Mother to five stunningly individualistic children... Writer of young adult fantasy... Passionate advocate for Women At Home... Madly in love with my husband... In need of Organic Gourmet Chocolate on a regular basis. I've got a Paypal account if you'd like to contribute to the cause....
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14of my readers are feeling chatty:
Oh Jill - you don't know what your blog means to me...It is so refreshing to see that others are just as much in love with their Sweethearts as I am and are not affraid of sharing that with the blogging world...
We smooch is public sometimes...it is great after 22 years of marriage ***sigh***
Mhm - 40's today, yikes, well I have a jacket over my t-shirt and we have it in the 60's today...Maybe a glass of red wine before you leave today? :lol:
Have a great time at the party - just be yourself and they will know that you are not just "Eric's wife" but you are Jill...
That's a great picture. My Gary, 10 thinks it's gross too but he's slowly coming around. My 5 year old daughter get embarrassed.
Warm fuzzy thoughts being sent your way.
Ken
I hear Tribbles are warm and fuzzy!
DramaMama and the Cheez have recently been called Goobers by my sister for a similar scene.
Unfortunately, we have only been married for less than six years. I wish I could have met her the first time, and had all of that other time with her.
We were so gooey and sappy when we were first married, but we honestly didn't give a rip what anybody else thought. We loved each other, and weren't afraid to let the world see it. And boy did they! LOL
There's nothing better than being in love with your best friend, and your best friend being in love with you.
Smooch on McDuff!
Oh, aren't parties grand?
Isn't sarcasm grand? :)
Sending lots of warm fuzzies your way!
Loved the post. Reminds me of some of the moments hubby and I have kissed and the boys either groan or try to horn in on Mommy themselves. I am just so loved. LOL
Went to an office Christmas party myself last night. Oh, my aching head.
So how was the party??
I'm so glad my boys never made it a habit of groaning and moaning when we kiss, they just turn away LOL
Thanks everyone! The party was actually...believe it or not....fun!!
I'm trying to decide whether or not to blog about it.
Iris -- I love to hear women talk about their husbands the way you do, and to hear of others who are as deeply committed to marriage as I am. It's so encouraging!
Dave -- always remember that you and Erica met and merged lives AT EXACTLY THE RIGHT TIME. No time was lost for you; the timing was perfect. :o) You goober...
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Just kidding LOL
ROFL Wendy!!
Do I have a great husband or what!?! Recently, the bear has been giving as a good "ewwwww gwoss!" for our kisses. I hope he thinks it's gwoss till he's 30!
* Sends cyber smooch to DramaMama in full view of Jill's fan club *
WOO HOO!
My fan club? :o|
Erica -- he's a keeper! Don't you love being the Queen of his court? I love the way he adores you.
Queen of MY Court?
It's more like I'm the Court Jester of HER court! LOL
I do adore her though. I went to the girl tree and picked the most perfect one.
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