Dear Friends of "FOX & Friends,"
We're kicking off week two of The Daily Doocy, and I must admit, I'm positively amazed at the reaction! So many of you have sent in your personal stories. They are funny, they are raw, they are real, just like the real life stories in my soon to be published book, "The Mr. and Mrs. Happy Handbook," which will be in your bookstore October 17. If you'd like to pre-order an autographed book, please stop by www.happyhandbook.com.
Anyway, here are today's real life Mr. and Mrs. Happy stories, if you'd like to submit your story with the secret to a happy marriage, the information is at the end of today's blog:
E-mail No. 1
The secret to a happy marriage is to have one partner be a divorce attorney. My husband and I have been married for 18 years. I have spent part of that time working in the domestic relations field (translation: I help people get divorced). My husband says it is the best marriage insurance in the world. I see all the weird, wild, and stupid things people do to mess up their lives. When I get home, my life seems positively normal by comparison.
Deborah W. Hemdal
E-mail No. 2
This is an excerpt from a journal I had written about my husband shortly after he returned from Iraq and the Battle of Fallujah. He was with 1st Battalion, 8th Marines and I was the Key Volunteer Coordinator for our spouses and their families. The key to our marriage is passion and survival:
"When Kristian was ready to leave this morning I crawled out of bed to give him a kiss goodbye. He mumbled, as he raced into the bathroom, that he could wait no longer and handed me a card and a present. I opened both and was deeply touched by his enthusiasm and heartfelt gratitude for nine wonderful years of marriage. But, the greatest gift came later when I called to thank him. He said that this was a 'special anniversary.' When I asked him why, since actually next year is ten years and that would be the world's view of a 'special' anniversary, he casually blew it off and I could see him shrub his shoulder's over the phone. What I realized, as we both hung up, was that this is his way of saying, 'You survived too.' He fought in 'the Battle of Fallujah' and came home unscathed physically and to a heroes welcome, and, in his eyes, I fought and won my own battle as a military spouse as well.
It may not have been fought with guns, RPG's, grenades and bullets whizzing past, but, it was fought with the same bravery, courage and valor every soldier needs to defend himself against the enemy. This battle was fought at the home of every soldier that has a wife at home waiting, watching and praying. The irony now, is that my life will never be the same. I will always remember the slowness of the 'battle of Fallujah' and the depth of my passion for my husband. He and I will always remember that we both survived a great battle and we both may have to face it again… and survive."
"Marine wives run toward the sound of gunfire"
E-mail No. 3
The secret to our happy marriage is that I accept the fact that my husband is a bit carried away in his relationship with the great outdoors.
I don't have a photo of my husband without a fish in it. If you calculated the price of fish by what the Ranger bass boat, insurance, gear, electronics, gas and trailer cost, fish would probably cost three thousand bucks an ounce! But, he never brings them home, he's a "catch and release" kind of guy. We regularly visit the wing of the local Bass Pro Shop that we built through his purchases of fishing gear, electronics, rattletraps, jelly worms and other assorted fishing paraphernalia.
I tolerate two huge and hairy deer heads on the wall. I named them Moe and Larry. This time of year in Louisiana, my husband's eyes glaze over and he becomes fixated on one thing — deer season. If I want him to make eye contact with me while I'm talking to him, I have to press the palms of my hands against my head and spread my fingers out to resemble horns.
I initially fought the idea of hanging dead animal heads in the living room; I wasn't going for the "lodge-look" in our home. My husband insisted that the deer heads made our house look "homey." When he first stuck Moe and Larry on the wall, it didn't matter how I decorated, they just overwhelmed the room. However, over the years, I've gotten used to their catatonic stare. One shot with a Dust Buster up the nostrils gets rid of the cobwebs and sucks out God knows what else is up there!
I love my husband, and I'm sure my attitude on this subject is a major reason why we're still together after 23 years. I only hope that he doesn't ask me to find a place to hang "Curly."
E-mail No. 4
The secret to a happy marriage is knowing that my husband has been a gift from God. I married late in life at age 36, but I have been grateful and blessed in this marriage. I continually tell my husband, "Honey, I hit the jackpot when I married you." I also try to hug him everyday. I try and do something silly just to make him laugh: whether it's changing my voice and mimicking someone from a movie, dancing for him in a long tee-shirt and shorts, pouring cold water over the shower curtain while he's showering (that one makes him laugh hysterically, after he's screamed from the shock).
And telling him that I love him almost every day. He reciprocates.
He also smells darn good!
Lake Charles, LA
E-mail No. 5
Hey Mr. Steve!
As a counselor I fully understand what is required that many marriages lack, it is dying to "self." Not only in marriages but also across our great land. It is all about "me." The secret to a happy marriage is to die to self and put the other spouse first.
Another KEY ingredient is when you argue — always argue NAKED! (Make sure the kids are not around).
I have recommended this numerous times in counseling and the couples always laugh and think about it when they start arguing.
Joseph R. Davis
Thanks to all for today's great letters. More tomorrow in this same space — The Daily Doocy.
We also each day feature one couple on the "FOX & Friends" program which runs from 6 to 9 a.m. ET, be sure to tune in to hear the stories, who knows we might tell yours!
Just one thing, don't send any digital photos unless I write and ask you for a picture, because hundreds of bazillions of megabits are clogging our inbox, and about once a day, the world grinds to a halt in e-Happyland.
Anyway, to submit your story for consideration, please visit www.happyhandbook.com for all the details.
Thanks again, and we'll see you tomorrow on television and right here!