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Love & Pink Hair

January 30, 2012 Widow Love, Widowism 23 comments

I have pink hair now. Actually just pink highlights, but still, my hair be pink.

The winter has been mild here in the CLE and the seasonal depression has yet to set it. As I write this is it 60 degrees in Cleveland. The sun is shining and everyone I have seen today has had the joker smile plastered across their faces. I think it must be my pink hair.

Valentine’s Day is in 15 days. While the Chef & I don’t shove chocolates down each others throats we do celebrate our love. Normally the Chef is in the kitchen and this year is no different. Except it is!!! The night before Valentine’s Day is something so special and never before seen in Cleveland. Chef Cory Barrett of Lola notoriety is doing an all dessert dinner as a Brick and Mortar Popup. I have been a HUGE Cory fan ever since I first tasted his 3am special and I have been running 5 miles a day in preparation for what is sure to go down as a memorable evening.

I would LOVE it if you could join me so I’m gonna giveaway a couple of tickets ($150 value) to this DELECTABLY DELICIOUS DINNER. To win leave me a comment telling me the MOST ROMANTIC thing that has ever happened to you or that you have done for someone else.

I will announce a winner on February 6th, which gives you a week to ask that special someone to be your dessert dinner date.

Good luck bitches.

Happy Father’s Day

June 19, 2011 Widow Holidays, Widow Love One comment

We sure do love our dad!

She & Him

February 27, 2011 Widow Marries, Widowism One comment

 

In the far right hand corner of the room, a gaggle of blue hairs were playing canasta. He chuckled as we walked by them, his hand cradling hers. Catty corner from the women, men held up by canes and chairs were trying their hand at Wii bowling. She couldn’t help but snicker. It’s not everyday one sees five 90-year-old men playing video games…
As they approached the white plastic arch, she noticed the dusty artificial flowers that covered them. They were teal. An odd choice for this sort of event, she thought. He looked past her, his eyes focusing on someone she could not see. She turned and was greeted by her soon to be family. They enveloped her with their open arms and she instantly felt the love transferred all the way down to her belly.

She smiled.
They all hovered near the plastic arch and waited.
He bit his nails as she put her hand on her stomach, he followed in suit and both their hands rested together. The man came moments later and within what felt like seconds, his lips were on hers.
Her mind went blank as she looked into his evergreen eyes.

Those eyes were now a part of her, forever more.

Five years my love,

five years.

V-Day Adventure: Part I

February 20, 2011 Widow Love, Widowism 4 comments

When people hear the name of my blog their faces immediately turn to that of sadness or glee. Sadness because they think my husband is dead or glee because they get it.

Chef’s Widow came about when the Chef & I were in Brooklyn. The Chef was heading up Symon’s Parea and I was mommy to the sweetest one year old boy in the world. Because the Chef was opening the restaurant we literally saw him for two hours a week. Those two hours were spent in the restaurant on Saturday mornings. I would host & make rezzies, he would spend the morning with the boy, and later meet me at the restaurant when my shift ended and his began. During that time, the manager dubbed me the Chef’s Widow. He said he had heard the term restaurant widow but thought Chef’s Widow suited me better.

I tend to agree.

These days aren’t nearly as bad or lonely as those days however we definitely don’t get normal couple time. On the weekends I can barely check my facebook without being envious of those couples I know that are having dinner, seeing movies, or spending the night at home drinking wine and talking (ahem…talking). The Chef and I don’t get those nights. We don’t go on dates. We don’t go out to dinner and we definitely don’t drink wine and talk. Who has time for that anymore?

Lately I have been feeling the void. I have been missing the Chef. I have been missing the allure of romance. Basically I have been a super sappy why aren’t you romantic anymore kind of mess.  Our five year wedding anny is on the 27th and V-day was last week. The weeks prior I was a moping sap. Moping around, dropping hints that the Chef is no longer romantical with me. Being pretty lame was I (in yoda voice).

The day before Valentine’s the Chef took the kids to TJ Maxx to pick up my present. While out he put this on FB:

Apparently he forgot that I’m on Facebook.

A.

Lot.

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Taking My Body Back

January 20, 2011 Widow Marries, Widowism 9 comments

Holy shit it’s been awhile. I think I forgot how to blog.

Traveling in the fall to three different states in less than thirty days with mini’s, coming home for the holidays moments before they begin, deciding to open two restaurants (yes I said 2) in the next 12 months, and getting asked to go to a very very fancy awards show in February can kinda put some perspective on things.

So yep. That’s where I’m at. How might I ask are you????

My absence from here was self prescribed.  I needed it.  Frankly I’m not sure if I’ve got it in me anymore. I am waiting for my blog reformat to see which direction this ‘ol girl is headed. In the meantime, I’ve been working on myself. My body self yo.

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