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

Saturday with Sir Poops-A-Lot: Roses for Ms. Dog

Dear Ms. Dog:

I hope this letter finds you well. Has your heart been growing fonder? Curious? Mummsy says its best to contact you once a week. She says absence makes the heart grow fonder. Actually, I’m feeling a little sad and lonely. I’m going crazy from not hearing from you.

That’s me on the bed. I’ve been somewhat mopey all week. You’re on my mind, Ms. Dog. Before I go to sleep. While I’m sleeping. When I wake up. Even at my food bowl, I think of you and your beautiful, full cheeks and soft-looking fur.

The other day while on my walk I came across a red rose for you.

In fact, I thought maybe you’d like a whole row of these scented flowers.

Or, maybe a row of hedges, a tree, and a light post.

I’ve scented each one myself just for you.

Or, maybe you’d like a scented electrical box.

Whatever your heart desires.

Hope you like these. Let me know. In my thoughts.

Very truly yours,

Sir Poops-A-Lot

LLKK