-Babe, you know I’m ADHD right?
-So you know I always have my eyes on the most sparkling thing… Right?
-Yeah, and what is it?
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a personal journal mostly composed by Mrs. Cesar's bipolar view on her awesome marriage, with a touch of her husband Rick, but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff the couple likes. Scroll down a bit to get into our intimacy.
so Mr Cesar has his come back fight next Saturday! He’ll be facing another MMA fighter in the 150 pounds amateur category and I couldn’t be more worried.That bruised face is the product of intensive training, and I’m a nervous wreck about the actual fight. He has been very determined and it’s pretty impressive how he managed to change his body in such little time.
It’s not I don’t think he is a great fighter. He is actually great at everything he does. It’s just that I’m worried about a serious injury, especially because he had only about a month to prepare himself for this fight. And of course, as his First Lady, I have the obligation to be worried about him, no surprises there.
Wish him good luck! You go Mad Man!
It’s 3am and I’m wide awake.
I have too much on my mind.
Too many feelings inside.
My thoughts are racing across.
But don’t worry.
Life is beautiful.
Love is plentiful.
I’m full of life and it’s overflowing.
That’s why I can’t sleep.
I keep thinking about how amazing our future will be.
I want to give a hug.
I want to caress you.
I want to kiss you all over.
I want to tell you I love you.
I just didn’t want to wake you.
But I want you to know, what I felt.
How my love was safekeeping while you were sleeping.
I’m holding your hand.
Your touch is warm.
You are giving me peace.
You put me at ease.
Good night my princess.
I can’t wait to see your beautiful smile in the morning light.
The only sight that makes my days bright.
March 31st, 2014
I guess I can say one of his best ideas ever was to put some classical music on every night, as our lullaby. Lucky that I am, I have been coming home to the same man and the same bed, every day for nine months. And I feel lucky. I feel blessed by the universe. I feel alive for the first time.