A Valentine's Tribute: Phanmalee Khoumpapakdy

I remember scribbling Mrs. Phanmalee Khoumpapakdy during some really boring class time in the tenth grade. Daydreams of what our children might look like one day filled my head. This guy dominated my thoughts non-stop.

When I first met him, we both were attending a Friday night youth group. He definitely caught my eye. Bruce Lee came to mind--I had a terrible crush on him, too. It had to be his moves. 

Anyway, after our first date, Phanmalee and I were inseparable after school. We did almost everything together.

One day we'd be at my house, and the next we'd be at his.

His grandmother would clasp her hands together. "Phanmalee and Shell mare-lee." Then she'd stuff a dried chili pepper between her teeth and chew. Personally, I couldn't figure out how she could keep something that hot in her mouth throughout the day. She replaced them frequently.

His entire family that couldn't speak English had it in their heads for us to get "Mare-lee" one day.

"Make purdy bay-bay," his mom said.

But as you all know, I never married him. In fact, we broke up 8 months later due to cultural differences, and the fact that I had a meddling mother. But he'll always be ingrained in my memory. 

Anyone ever have a boyfriend your family didn't like and why?

Oh and see what the Sweetman got me!

And here's my little Valentine. There's nothing better than grandbaby hugs and kisses.

I hope everyone has a day full of chocolate, flowers, hugs, and kisses today.

Hugs and chocolate, all!

Shelly

Saturdays With Sir Poops-a-Lot: Where’s the Chocolate?

HB: Did you get any in your bowl?

SPAL: Nope.

HB: Me neither. 

SPAL: Mummsy says we can’t have any.

HB: I wonder if any fell between the sofa cushions.

SPAL: If any did, Daddy-o more than likely sucked them up in the Boogie-sucker.

HB: I don’t like that thing. It makes me want to chase and bite it.

SPAL: I just go into my house and hide. It’s way too noisy.

HB: How about No-No’s room? I bet she’s got some.

SPAL: That’s possible. She does have an endless dessert buffet.

HB: Yeah. But her door is closed.

SPAL: Oh. I wish Boo-Boo kitty was here. She was the best for confiscating the stuff. She used to hide it in a cubby hole somewhere in Mummsy’s kitchen. I sure do miss her even though she used to pee on everyone’s bed.

HB: What’s a Boo-Boo kitty?

SPAL: She was my big kitty sister.

HB: What’s that?

SPAL: Never mind, stupid. Let’s keep looking for the treat. There has to be some  crumbs somewhere.

 HB: How about Daddy-o’s side of the bed?

SPAL: Nah. The Boogie-sucker swept around his side already.

HB: I’ve got  a question then.

SPAL: What’s that?

HB: Do you think this guy got some?

SPAL: Looks more like he got a nice kiss.

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY EVERYBODY!

HB: Whatever chocolate you all don’t eat, throw our way, okay. But don’t tell Mummsy.