Special Announcement

A dear friend of mine, Kerinsa, made the following video for Jeremy and I. Please check out her site and talent HERE. She's an amazing photographer.

THANK YOU, KERINSA! The video made me cry... in a really happy way :-)

Do not stare

Do you remember in Sleeping Beauty how the needle on the sewing machine drew the princess to touch it causing her to fall into a deep sleep?

Well, stare too long at this face and you'll forget.

You'll forget that just moments before as you were trying to pack, he brought you every toy he owns and laid them in your lap. Then proceeded to stare at you as if you weren't trying to do accomplish anything at all.

You'll forget that as you packed each box, he had to sniff, bite, and come in contact with every item entering the box to ensure that it was indeed okay for that particular box.

You'll forget that he must literally be in the middle of all action. So moments earlier he was in your lap preventing you from reaching the items you were trying to pack.

You'll also forget that he just strung toilet paper throughout the bathroom for no reason than to add another item to your to do list.

Yes, this face is dangerous. And he knows it. He knows that if you get upset with him he just has to look at you. One look. And instantly you forget just how annoying and hard he can make packing. Then, instead of trying to pack, you pick up his toy and give him your undivided attention. Because that's just the kind of dog mom you are. A sucker for a cute face.

A sad day indeed

This post is about a week late. I have a good reason for the delay. I've been in mourning. Real mourning. Remember in January when I came up with my New Year's Resolutions? Yes, I decided to invite resolution into my 2010.

I was determined that of all years 2010 would be different. I would grow as a person, experience new things, mature for goodness sakes. But then, last week something horrible happened.



It actually didn't start out horrible. It  started out pretty great in fact. I found out through twitter that The Worst Cook in America was holding auditions in Atlanta! Practically my backyard! I was so super excited. Immediately, I began to plan. I downloaded the application, looked at the requirements, and tried to figure out a way to make it that weekend.

The requirements were simple: bring the application and a dish to make. The dish choice was easy. Boxed cake mix. I have a real hard time with boxed cake mix, but I knew that it was the only thing that I could make in front of people. Plus, I thought if I destroyed a box cake and made a couple funny comments, the chances of me being chosen would be higher.

The application was a cinch. I was a perfect candidate. I have the charm, the lack of skill, the funny stories, plus plenty of aprons. I just knew I'd be chosen. Of course, when I exclaimed this to Jeremy, he kindly asked why I would ever want to be on a reality TV show and suggested I not try out. INSANE! I was trying out and he'd have to support me as my husband. Or at least I told him that.

But there was one issue. Shooting started in June and lasted until July. I would have to take the summer off work to participate. Mind you, I realize we are in a recession,  I am on a contract, and I am entering into the busiest time of the year, but it's my New Year's Resolution, People. AND I AM A PERFECT CANDIDATE!!

So when my boss came into my office on Thursday afternoon, I laughed about what I had received on twitter, told her about my resolution, and then the months. Her response was simple "Aw, well you could do that  next year!" Yes, not only hinting that this year was completely out of the question, but also hinting that the renewing of my contract just might not be a possibility. Don't get me wrong. I knew the minute I saw that filming started so soon that I was out, but I still needed to dream.


So this past week I have mourned. I have eaten ice cream cones, chips with dip, popcorn, and donuts. I have wallowed. I have cried. But now, I must come to peace with my resolution fail. And just in case Resolution thinks he's won or has any sort of upper hand in my life, I've decided not to tell him about our move next week. You know, to show him who the bigger person really is.

I only needed one item

Last week, I decided to go to the grocery store. At work, we've switched to a 4-day, 10-hour work week, which meant I needed to get snacks to make it through the entire day. Snack of choice: Macaroni and Cheese.

Yes, that's all I needed. Mac and Cheese. I went into the grocery store and went straight to my snack. Then, I noticed the rice packs right beside it. Mmmm. I like rice. It heats in the microwave AND it's healthy... much healthier than the mac and cheese. I grabbed two. (I left the mac and cheese in the basket... I mean, that is what I went for.)

As I was exiting the aisle, I noticed buy one get one free popcorn. Popcorn makes a great low-calorie snack. I grabbed two boxes.

Then, on the next aisle, I saw buy one get one free chips. A new barbecue chip. And then plain ruffles with dip. Great snack!

Before I knew it I was passing the bakery where the donuts were on sale. Having to be at work so early, I need something quick to grab on my way out. Donuts would be perfect.

Then, a thought crossed my mind. It's hot outside and there have been a lot of commercials for ice cream cones. I think I should get a pack. As I was walking to get the pack, I noticed blueberry waffles in the freezer section. I hadn't had eggos in forever. I definitely needed some. So I got that and my ice cream cones.

Then, I quickly exited the store before the genius who stock each shelf tricked me into buying one more item.

When I arrived at our apartment, I quickly told Jeremy not to judge and that apparently I went shopping while I was a little too hungry.

He decided that this week he'd do the shopping. Do you think he'll notice the items I added to list while he wasn't looking? I mean, it really didn't take long for me to go through my ice cream cones...

Housewarming

In two weeks, Jeremy, Parker, and I will be making the trek 15 miles south to reside in our new home!! We are extremely excited. As the move gets closer, I get asked a few questions quite a bit.

1. Are you packed?
This question is tricky. Slowly, and I mean slowly, Jeremy and I have been working on getting packed. And to be honest, Jeremy is a saint. He has pretty much done all the packing. While this has made my life easier and more manageable, I can't help but cringe just a little. You see, I am a thrower-outer and Jeremy is a hoarder. Which by nature means that when we go to unpack, I will have to be watching closely to throw out all that was hoarded. But I'm not going to complain. Jeremy really is w.o.n.d.e.r.f.u.l. I mean, how many husbands have saved every single love note you've ever sent them over your entire relationship which easily spans 10 years! (We'll ignore the fact that most were from the beginning and not now and just focus on how sweet I was am to care so much to send a card.)

2. Are you going to have a housewarming party?
Aw! You know I love parties. And you know I love to plan them. We would LOVE, LOVE to have a housewarming party. We'll have to see. Just know, that the event will be BYOC (Bring your own chairs). We'll provide the beer.

3. Can I get you a housewarming present?
Of course!! Below is a picture of the perfect present. It's always been a dream of mine to have one of these as a pet. It's my favorite animal. They are so cute. And what a great conversation piece?? At 33” Long, 18.5” High, 11” Wide, it is an easy footstool. Yes, I'd love this hippo. (P.S. Ignore the expense. You really can't put a price on a perfect present, can you?)

 4. Now that you have a house, when will you have a baby?
Never. And just because you so rudely ask, add 20 years to the never. Cause that's how I roll.


5. How is Parker handling the transition?
As well as any adorable, cute little dog. By getting in the way. This requires a second post entirely. Be on the look out.


6. What are you most excited about?
About owning something. About decorating too. Ah, I have ideas! TONS of ideas. I'm also excited about something being mine... and Jeremy's... and the bank's... but we all know it is really mine. ;-) I just can't wait to get settled and wake up one Saturday and think, "Wow. I'm in a beautiful home with the greatest husband and most precious dog and we're just a little more grown up today than we were a year ago." I don't know how it will be, but I'm sure it will be joyous. 

Thank goodness I pay the bills

Below is a real conversation between Jeremy and I, believe it or not:

Me: "So I am taking off work tomorrow to take care of some things before we move into our home."

Jeremy: "Like what things?"

Me: "Well, I need to turn off all our utilities here and have them turned on at our new place."

Jeremy: "What utilities do you need to turn on?"

Me: "Power, water, security, internet, gas..."

Jeremy: "You mean, those things aren't automatically turned on?"

Me: "No, you have to call and set them up. If you don't, you won't have any of them."

Jeremy: "Oh, I just thought the companies sent the bill to the house and whoever lived there paid it."

Me: "Really? How do you think our names are on the bills each month?"


Jeremy: "I never paid attention."

And, yes, he is an electrical engineer....