be mine


I know, I know, that picture is totally tacky, maybe even a little juvenile (okay, definitely juvenile) but I don’t care because it was fun to make! That’s me and my hubby last March on the beach in Carlsbad, California. We haven’t been on vacation since and we are getting the bug to bug out of Michigan once more. It snowed again yesterday, five more inches on top of a layer of slick ice, poor Mr. bookbabie slipped twice while snowblowing the driveway. It’s been a tough winter around here. This will be one of those springs where the entire state will wander outdoors on the first bright fifty-degree day without any coats on. We’ll all be grinning like fools as we tip our pale faces up toward the sun, our molelike eyes barely able to open against the glare, our hearts grateful to be putting another winter behind us (overwritten, but oh so true!). Today however, I am simply grateful for my partner. We’ve been through a lot together. You can’t be married for nearly thirty years without sharing a bucketful of joy and a few tears too. Happy Valentine’s Day my love!

If you and your sweetie have a stash of old love letters, my blogging buddy Bev can bind them into a handmade book for you, très romantique! She has a storefront on Etsy, a fabulous online place to shop for handmade gifts. Check out Bev’s store here.

10 thoughts on “be mine

  1. Awww, you two are such a cute couple – what a nice shot of you guys! 🙂

    And thank you for mentioning my shop. It’s a real labour of love. Yes, I do custom books – but I can only bind text printed off from a wordprocessor (I don’t work with actual letters). So folks, if you have love letters you’d liked leatherbound, they need to be on the computer. hehe!

  2. Love the pic! I wouldn’t say juvenile, just young love even after 30 years. WOW!

    Also, thanks for stopping by my blog. I appreciate your complement and I’ll try to fix the digiscrap link.


  3. Chocolate is always included Barbara:) Although I bought my husband some this year that wasn’t gluten-free so I couldn’t eat it and he would have it all to himself!

  4. Thank you for the wonderful card and 30 wonderful years. I only remember the good times. I love coming home to you every day, and not just because the days are long and demanding. You are the wind beneath my wings. I will love you forever. Thanks for the chocolate!

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