day 11: picture of something I hate

Blech...I nearly gag just looking at the photo. I HATE peas.
you know how when you're a kid and your parents tell you if you don't finish your dinner you are going to get it for breakfast? or you are going to sit at the table until you finish your dinner. Well, I won this battle as a young toddler. after falling asleep at the table, and going 6 meals without eating the peas, they decided maybe I really didn't like them and shouldn't have to eat them. YA THINK?? still hate them.

day 5: picture of my favorite memory

are you kidding? I have spent nearly 30 years with someone that loves to surprise me. I have so many favorite memories it is impossible to pick just one.There is the day we got married.My first(2nd, 3rd, 4th..) trip to Disneyland,first kiss,first anything, buying my first car, bringing our Punkin home, births of Grandchildren,getting my teeth straightened, how can I possibly pick just one?? I cannot, so I am going to choose when I got my engagement ring.
The day Sid "proposed" was a Tuesday. July 15,1986. We had been living together  nearly 4 years. He says to me "well, I suppose if we are going to be together we oughta get married. How about Saturday?" I answered him, "OK. But I require a minister, no courthouse or justice of the peace." He said, "OK".
 We got matching bands that he picked out without my help or approval. I mentioned how I sometimes wished we had had a "real" wedding. That I had "missed out". No bridal shower, no wedding gifts, no bridesmaids or maid of honor. Heck I didn't even get an engagement ring.

fast forward 20 years.
I had stopped complaining about no wedding, or shower, or engagement ring...but he never forgot.
I had gained weight and needed to get my ring sized, so we took it in. They called me and told me it was ready and I could come pick it up.Well, we go in to pick it up and this is what they give me.

I FUHREAK out and say, "THIS IS NOT MY RING!!"
All I want is my wedding ring..The little gal behind the jewelry counter looks at me with a totally straight face and kinda like I am crazy and says, "yes, Ma'am, that is YOUR ring" I tell her again, NO, mine is just plain with little itty bitty diamond chips in it.She then looks at me and looks at Sid and smiles really big and says to me, IT REALLY IS YOURS. I look at Sid and he smiles at me like he has so many times and says to me, "Well, I suppose if we are going to be married and all, you oughta finally have that engagement ring."
Oh, WOW!! I was in total shock, All the jewelry store personnel were standing around watching, they thought he was the greatest guy ever.(they are right, he is). They always ask about him every time I take my ring in to be inspected and cleaned.
I tell you what, I LOVE him so. He used to say that all he ever wanted to do was make me smile and that was his goal in life.
 And, you know what? they never did size my wedding ring....
So this is what I picked for my favorite memory. It is definitely one I love to share.