Archive for September, 2010

Best of 9.19-9.25

September 28th, 2010

Sun 9.19: The SCB and I had a fun day off which included my love-hate store – IKEA I love it because it has EVERYTHING and I hate it because it makes me want everything! We got a new desk for my new school girl status and I found tons of other things that are “Next on the list…” of our home improvements….Although, don’t hold your breath because it might be a while before all these home improvements actually happen.

Tues 9.21: Finally had a good run with my running buddy, went in to teach a class at work that I was able to leave early from and came home and made a nice dinner for my Mister.

Wed 9.22: My Hus stroked my hair and called me pretty multiple times throughout the day. He’s learning how to be a wordy-touchy lover!

Thurs 9.23: I got out of my first day of classes early and then obviously the best part was the Crazy Hat and Facial Hair party that ensued (after the Big girl Arnold Palmer drinks!). Being out at the clubs and doing air guitar with the Hus and dancing with him all night… that was the real highlight of the day :)

Fri 9.24: My love let me sleep in even though we had tons to do that day AND he let me take a nap during the day. He was so attentive to his little sick Wifey, you’d think HE’S the nurse! When I finally dragged my coughy, snotty self out to work, we had a good time rearranging our bedroom and finally ended the day by watching our Thursday night line up – The Office, The Big Bang Theory, and the new Outsourced (which is lame actually and had a lot more hype than it deserves!)

Sat 9.25: Watched some foooootball and once again, I took a little nappy during the game. Can you tell I’m the Wolverine’s #1 fan? Then the SCB and I saw “Dinner for Schumcks” at the dollar theater, and that’s all I’d ever pay for it – one dollar. It wasn’t that funny and just painful at times. So after the bad movie, we had ourselves a good good time! Dinner and hanging and that wrapped up my week. Nothing too crazy Saturday night cuz this old bird had to work on Sunday.

Random Ramblings

September 27th, 2010

Had my first day of class on Thursday, and it was long and it’s gonna be hard. Both classes got out early though, which was a nice little bonus.

Came home to a disaster of a home and the expectation that peeps be dropping by later that evening. So instead of cleaning up like a good Wifey/Hostess, I poured myself a tall glass of a big girl Arnold Palmer (aka iced tea and lemon vodka…. deeeelish!), ate some rice cakes and read some smut.

Then the birthday boy joined me before his birthday bash. So I poured him a big tall Arnold Palmer, gave him some rice cakes and waited for the Hus to come home from work. The party theme was “Facial hair and crazy hats” so all the guys had been growing some NASTY beards for the past couple weeks and finally trimmed for Thursday nights fiesta. I saw some pretty heinous facial hair… dirt staches and handlebars and pervo goatees.

We stayed out way too late (or maybe we didn’t stay out LATE ENOUGH… ever think of that one, eh? Eh? There is no spoon! (what movie’s THAT from?)…) and now that festering sore throat has turned into me being a full fledged sickie. So I didn’t work out Friday and didn’t get dressed all day, but had about 4 cups of tea and went through a box of Kleenex.

Had to be somewhat productive though cuz we redid our room – moved beds and desks, put together desks and computers and now I’ve got a nice little home office and finally a place to put all my junk (instead of my husband’s already junk filled desk…).

Made it through another Michigan football game on Saturday… although I took a little nappy to heal my throat. And speaking of healing my throat, my friend Nyquil isn’t working! Nyquil is my cure-all!

Still feeling like crap and sounding like a smoker. Hoping this little bug will be gone by Tuesday for class. And now my poor Mister isn’t feeling well. And there are pink stains on our pillowcases from cough drops melting in our mouths as we slept.

It’s about 100 degrees outside and in my apartment. It’s really difficult to study when I’m melting. And I’m finding grad school is difficult to study for anyway. I had to read 13 chapters for the first day of class… 450 pages. And ya know what, I READ it! Well… I read the summary at the end of every chapter, but that counts doesn’t it?

I haven’t quite found the balance of work/school/studying/husband/household responsibilities, so any words of wisdom would be appreciated. It’s different from undergrad where if I didn’t have time to cook or clean, I could have cereal for dinner and live in a dirty house . But now that I’ve got someone else depending on me, dinner still needs to be made, dishes to be washed and I’ve got another person who needs clean underwear. Plus I love being lazy and all of this requires WORK. Blah. Thankfully, my husband has totally stepped up to the plate and done more than his fair share of cooking and housework.

Today is the 7th anniversary of my Grandma D’s death. She was a beautiful, wonderful woman and I really miss her. I had a sad moment the other day thinking about her and how much she’s missed. I really missed her during all of our wedding planning. She would’ve loved that stuff and she really would’ve loved Merrick. But I know she’s smiling down on us today and everyday. And I know she does love my husband and she WAS there during all our wedding planning. I called my Grandpa D today just to tell him I was thinking of him and “I love you more!”… it’s our little game, who can tell the other one “I love you more” first. And I always let him think he said it first, or if he asks, “Hey I have something to tell you…” I pretend I don’t know what it is.  My little Gramps is just as cute and chipper as always.

It’s days like these that I really wish I was closer to my family… maybe one day. Especially since it’s only 60 degrees in Michigan and 92 degrees here.

Anyway, gotta go work out and do some work without melting in the furnace that is my apartment. Say a prayer for my family today as we’re missing our beloved Grammy. And go love on the ones you love, hold them tight and tell them “I love you more!”

Girls just wanna have fun!

September 22nd, 2010

I’ve gone through a lot of phases in my life and one of the more recent ones was the, “When I was in college…” Thing is, college really wasn’t all that long ago. But then again, I think about it and I graduated college over 3 years ago, and I started college over 7 years ago. So to say, “When I was in college…” really is more reminiscent about yesteryear than it is about yesterday. (And after saying that, I realize I’m old and now I’m going to go to bed promptly at 9.30p…)

This past weekend however, I actually RELIVED some of my old school college days. My college girlfriends came to visit me! And by “relived,” I mean we went to bed LATE (Midnight…) , and went OUT (for dinner…) and DRANK (one single glass of wine…)

Now after we graduated, we all ran to the chapel and married our sugar plum boyfriends,  stood up in each others weddings, and then ran to all ends of the country to begin what we call “long distance girlfriend dating.” One’s in Mississippi, I’m in Cali, one is in the West side of Michigan and the other one is in the South East side of Michigan. So this is the first time in a year and a half all 4 of us are back together! And we had a GREAT TIME! Nothing like a little girlfriend time to make everything better!

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So when they got here Thursday, my Super Awesome Super Chocolate Bear bbq’d for us and then joined us for riveting games of SATC trivia and Catch Phrase. The boys beat us in Catch Phrase, but we kicked some serious boy booty and won the SATC trivia/charades game. I guess I can’t blame them too much though, SATC (aka Sex and the City…) isn’t really their cup of tea, and thankfully! I think we’d all be a little worried if they knew what Mr. Big’s first name was (it’s John, by the way… you find out in the last episode of Season 6)
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Friday we spent at the beach and moved our way into the pool when it got too cold. “Cold” out here means less than 70 degrees on the beach. (Yes I’ve become a sissy and gone soft since I’ve moved away from the Frozen Tundra.) After thoroughly enjoying our Vitamix soup, we got ready for our CRAZY NIGHT out – sushi and a dueling piano bar. And of course, sushi was AMAZING (only my 2nd time ever!) and I tried my first Saki Bomb! Then we met up with the rest of the crew for a night out at our favorite joint – The Derby. We got home around midnight and hung out with the boys till about 1.30 just drinking, and talking and hanging out, just like the good old days of college. Good girlfriends, good drinks, good (and usually inappropriate) conversation made up many of my nights with these girls from back in the day.
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Saturday was an early morning for the Michigan football game (which again, we WON! GO BLUE!) . The Hus and I made a pancake breakfast (complete with tequila shots… breakfast of champions!). We watched the game and then my lovely ladies and I drove out to Temecula for some fine wine.We spent the rest of the afternoon in wine country being classy connoisseurs describing how we could taste the oak or the cinnamon or whatever else they “found” in the wine. I wasn’t as classy though. I held tight to my favorite dessert and white wines. My palate just isn’t refined enough for red wine. I thought I’d be classy post college and drink full bodied red wines, and be able to fully appreciate all the tanins and flavors. Nope. But at least we’re not drinking Franzia boxed wine anymore!
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So after a wonderful weekend with my best girlfriends, they headed out Sunday morning. With everyone’s busy lives, husbands, jobs, long distances, always short on money and other important priorities, it’s hard to get all of us together. I really felt loved that they made the trip out to see me. Next stop – possibly Mississippi to visit Emily OR there’s talk of a Florida trip in January with the husbands.

It’s been really cool to see how we’ve all landed and how our relationship as girlfriends has changed, yet it still stays the same. Our conversations have moved from recapping our wild nights and crying together over horrible professors and other trivial, petty things. We now talk about our futures, how wonderful our husbands are, our careers, spirituality and other “adult” topics. The 4 of us have essentially “grown up” together in our formative college years. We’ve been through a lot together – blood, sweat and tears. And through it all, we’re still together. Still the same old best friends who love each other and would do anything for each other. We’ve supported each other through our weddings and marriages and all the struggles in between. We pray for each other and call each other out and send loving texts, emails or cards. We’re still a tight knit group of girlfriends and although we hadn’t seen each other or even talked in MONTHS, catching up was like I’d just seen them yesterday. We all flowed and still continued to just “get” each other in ways only a girlfriend can “get” you. And we all got really lucky, landing 4 perfect gentlemen who treat us like princesses and there’s nothing any of us would change about our husbands, but there are some girl things the boys just don’t get. And for my girlfriends, I am eternally grateful.

Merrick asked me if seeing them made me want to move back to the Hand State, and I surprised him by saying no. I’m still not ready to make it back there. As long as I get girlfriend time every once in a while (hopefully more than every 18 months from now on! And hopefully before all the babies start coming in the next couple years!) then I can keep on keepin’ on out here in sunny SoCal. In the meantime, we’ll continue with our long distance girlfriend dating and as they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder. And it’s true. I’m loving these girls and appreciating them more every day and more since we’ve graduated and become women of the working world.

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Even as women of the working world, girls STILL just wanna have fun!

Best of a random week

September 21st, 2010

Mon 9.13: Of course you all know how meeting my BFF Ry Ry Seacrest was definitely the best part of my day!

Tues 9.14: I met up with my friend Rachel for a charity breakfast. I was inspired and now want to save the world! Then coming home I had a nice walk with my SCB. We walk across the street into this fancy schmancy neighborhood and dream about buying houses there one day…

Thurs 9.16: My Mister beat me to saying “Happy 16 month-iversary.” AND THEN my college girlfriends came to visit for the weekend! (More on that to come…)

Yes, I have a Snuggie. Yes, it IS Michigan (which makes it all the more acceptable, obviously!) and Yes, my friends were obsessed with wearing it, as they should be, cuz Snuggie’s seriously are the bomb!
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Fri 9.17: Had a great girls day and night with all my college lovelies… the beach, the pool, the bar, Oh my!

Sat 9.18: MICHIGAN FOOTBALL, Wine tasting, walk on the beach, OH my!

Worth it.

September 21st, 2010

I am a sucker for sleep. I need my 8+ hours. If I don’t get enough sleep, I am cranky and tired the whole next day. My husband is very aware of this, and knows how during the week I try to keep our bedtime by 10.30pm LATEST (which still only gives us 7 hours of sleep when we both work the next day).

The other night though, was a late one. We both had to be up super early for work and school stuff the next day, but the time just got behind us. Now normally under a-late-night-circumstance, I’d start inching my way to bed and putting the pressure on the Mister to come join me. But the other night was different. And it was totally worth it.

Merrick and I had a fantastic evening together. He came home from work and we started off cooking together, something we hadn’t done in a long time. Usually one of us takes care of dinner (usually the one not working that day) before the other one gets home. So we got busy in the kitchen and then  sat down together and had our “family” dinner. My live in bar-tender-husband whipped us up some great drinks. So we had a delish meal, yummy drink and great conversation, laughing and catching up the whole evening.

And just about the time when I would be looking at my watch and moving us towards bed, the Hus and I decided since we’d had such a great evening talking and hanging out, we completely missed 24! And everyone knows how much  he, err… we are obsessed with Jack Bauer! One episode turned into 2 and 2 turned into 3… then maybe 4 episodes later, when we were barely keeping our eyes open and it was way past our bedtime, we dragged our tired selves to that glorious fluffy big bed, laughing and holding each other the whole way.

Once we were in bed, we were surprisingly (or not surprisingly…) wide awake. So we caught up some more and finally around 2am laid our heads on the pillow, still completely entangled in each other. It was a late late night but it was totally worth it.

So yeah, the next day was long and we were both tired, but we had a wonderful evening together. Great dinner, great conversation, great company, and really great… sleep.  Those are the days that are worth it.

My conclusion is that sometimes losing a little sleep is WORTH IT. And you know, I’ll sleep when I’m dead. If I lose a little sleep now for a great night with my Super Chocolate Bear, then it’s sleep well lost.

Now excuse me while I go take a nap. Goodnight.

My celebrity status

September 14th, 2010

Aside from being a celebrity in India, I really haven’t gotten too much into celebrity sightings in my celebrity filled SoCal residence. My biggest claim to fame is seeing Jared, the Subway Guy at LAX (and he was surrounded by body guards!). The Hus saw Dennis Rodman at a grocery store in Aliso Viejo and we both met Tom Arnold at a comedy club in Irvine.

BUT!

Yesterday my luck turned all around. Every year, KIIS FM sponsors a huge day at my hospital. All the radio personalities (Ryan Seacrest, Ellen K, JoJo, etc…) broadcast live all day from our own little radio station located in the front lobby. It’s a big day for the kids too – there are activities and concerts and celebrities. Last year Seacrest brought David Beckham, Justin Bieber, and Shakira to name a few. This is the first year I’ve actually worked ON this big day.

So I wore my hair down. I put on eyeliner and I washed my bright pink scrubs (ya gotta make yourself stand OUT when meeting celebs! I knew the pink would do the trick… ) I saw my friend Ryan in the lobby in our fishbowl radio station in the early morning but there were a ton of people down there, and ya know, I actually had a job to do at work. So when Ryan’s broadcast was done, he made his way up to all the hospital rooms. He sat in each and every room and chatted with every single patient. EVERY.SINGLE one. No more hatin on my friend Mr. Seacrest anymore, hear that?

Anyway, so my coworker pages me when he’s on the floor and I start hyperventilating, fluffing my hair and making sure I was AVAILABLE! Then I got pulled into a procedure with one of my patients and thought I’d never make it out in time! I finally come out of the procedure room and guess who’s there, right in front of me in all his 5′5″ glory? My dear friend, Ryan Seacrest.

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He was talking to my coworker and then was going to make a prank call to our operator. I was totally “THAT GIRL.” I sidled up right next to him (after ducking under the video camera taping him) and got right under the crook of his shoulder… all while he’s on the phone, mind you. He stopped talking, turned and just kinda looked at me and said, “Um hello.” Then he posed for the picture.

it’s a little blurry and a bad quality cell phone pic, but it’s still him!
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I was definitely taller than him and he definitely had a lot of makeup on.

After he, ya know, singled me out for a picture, all my coworkers bombarded him for a group pic (which unfortunately I can’t download off my phone… it wasn’t taken from my phone, I only got it as a text and it’s stuck there), he put his arms around all of us and said, “This is like working at E… it’s all chicks!”

So now that my dream has come true and I am practically BFF with Ryan Seacrest (who is now going to be affectionately known as “Ry Ry.” Only best friends can call him that), you can expect to see me on E and in the audience of American Idol. Don’t worry either cuz Ry Ry said I can bring friends to all his events!

Do you guys want my autograph? I’m sure I’ll be famous soon, just you wait…

Important side note: I am very honored to be a part of this charity for my hospital. I think it is incredibly important to give back to your community and when the community sees celebrities giving back, we are all inspired just a little bit more. So in all seriousness, it really meant THE WORLD to the kids in the hospital to have this visit from the KIIS FM crew and other celebrities. And in serving others, it ends up making YOU feel good too. I was listening to KIIS this morning and both Ryan and Ellen K were on the radio CRYING because they themselves had been touched by the kids in the hospital, talking to the families and in return giving the kids a smile and hope.

(so this is the part where we all go into our needy community and DO SOMETHING!)

Best of 9.5-9.11

September 12th, 2010

Sun 9.5: The Mister and I had a fun day – we walked around my new campus and hung out. Then I met up with some girlfriends for a picnic and concert in the park which was way fun!

Mon 9.6: I was one of the few ones actually laboring on Labor Day, bummer. But after a not so bad day at work, I came home and had a GREAT much needed and overdue conversation with my sister. I love and miss her so much. She really means the world to me and I’m grateful for my family (I just wished they lived closer… cuz there’s no way I’m going back to the Frozen Tundra to be closer to them!)

Tues 9.7: Made it through my first day of orientation, as described here and the best part was meeting my new friends. Then I came home and had a nice walk with my SCB.

Wed 9.8: Got out of the 2nd day of orientation early and came home for a 2.5 hour nap, which was much needed and very refreshing. Then Nick and Xavi had an impromptu grill out at our place. It’s always entertaining being the only girl with a bunch of boys. And being “one of them,” I hear all the boy things they talk about, unfiltered.

Thurs 9.9: I had a long busy day at work, but I caught a break and headed down to the ICU to visit one of my favorite patients who looked a lot better!

Fri 9.10: The Mister and I both had the day off and made it a late, lazy morning. In the afternoon, I headed to one of my favorite places to get my hair cut and colored, my head massaged and to catch up on all my magazine smut. Friday evening, we had a dinner date at our friend’s brand new HUGE house. Nothing like lasagna, wine, and good friends to finish off a great day (plus it wasn’t a complete waste getting my hair done that day since we actually went out and people saw it! C’mon ladies, I know you know what I’m talking about!)

Sat 9.11: Wow it’s seriously been 9 years since 9.11?! Wow, time flies! Had our usual Michigan crew over to watch some Blue kick ND’s little Irish tushy! I might’ve taken a nap during the whole 2nd and 3rd quarter, but I can’t deny nor confirm that… Then we finished up the afternoon with church and more hanging with the boys. You know that show, “My Boys?” I’ve never actually seen the show, but I’m pretty sure I could star on it.

The way you love me

September 12th, 2010

If you know me at all, then you know I’m a hugger. And you’ve probably also received a love letter in the mail from me. I’m a lover, not a hater….. a touchy, wordy lover.

Merrick and I have finished reading “The 5 love languages” by Gary Chapman. This book seriously is INCREDIBLE. He writes with a Christian background, but his theories can be practiced in any relationship, anywhere. He has one written for couples, singles and for children. Christian or not, everyone needs a little love! And by learning your partners (or your child, or your friend’s) love language can really transform your relationship! In fact, Chapman says in his book it is imperative to be FLUENT in your partner’s love language. But like learning any language, it’s hard. It requires diligence, hard work and practice practice practice!

Chapman states that everyone has a “love language”, a way we receive and show love. These primary languages are: Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service, and Physical Touch. You may be a combination of the languages too. And ironically, most people are drawn to partners who have different love languages.

Words of Affirmation: To this person, words are very important. Tone of voice really matters with what you’re saying. Compliments are also very important.  Hearing “I love you.” and WHY you love them are really important to the wordy lover. Insults and criticisms can be very hurtful and are difficult to let go of. In addition to receiving love through words of affirmation, most people in this category also show love this way as well (in fact, most people give love in the same language they receive it in). These people are quick with a compliment and usually try to find something positive to say about someone or a situation.

Quality Time: You’ve heard the old phrase, “How do you spell love? T-I-M-E.” To the person who loves quality time, nothing says “I love you” like your full, undivided attention. TV off. Texts ignored and fully focusing on them. Interruptions, not listening, and failure to be there really hurt the quality time lover.  Simply having a dinner together or having a long walk really show the QT’er how much you love them. This QT lover, conversely, will give YOU their full attention as well. They will look you in the eye, not interrupt, suggest doing things together or will sit extra close on the couch.

Receiving Gifts: Chapman says this language is the easiest of the love languages to learn. The gifty person feels most loved when they are given something thoughtful and hand picked for them. It’s NOT about money or material possessions, it’s the thought and effort going into a gift that speaks volumes to this person. A gift is something you can hold in your hand and say, “The person who gave this to me was really thinking of me.” The gifty lover longs to be thought of in this way. A gifty lover can be so thrilled with even the simplest gift – a handmade card or a picture frame, something from the dollar store, etc. The catch to this one is to not wait until a special occasion to give a gift. If your partner’s love language is receiving gifts and they only receive gifts on birthdays or Christmas, there’s a good chance they will start to feel unloved. Keep in mind also if your partner is a gifty lover, that a missed special occasion (anniversary, birthday, etc) or a hasty, thoughtless gift will be really hurtful to this person.

Acts of Service: Vacuuming, cleaning up, cooking, organizing, making the bed… these are all ways the AOS lover receives love. To the non-AOS lover, these tasks may seem mundane and necessary and not all that loving, but seeing these actions done really makes the AOS lover’s heart soar! The key to this one is for the AOS lover to not demand that these mundane tasks be done. The AOS lover’s partner needs to to the tasks lovingly and without resentment. The AOS lover will likely make requests for tasks to be done, but it is in the hands of their partner to do the act lovingly. Laziness, broken commitments and making more work for the AOS lover will leave them feeling unloved.

Physical Touch: This one’s simple and extends past the bedroom. Hugs, back rubs, leg pats, holding hands, etc… these are the things that make the touchy lover (like yours truly!) feel very loved.  Lack of affection make the touchy lovers feel rejected and unwanted.

As you might have guessed, I am physical touch and words of affirmation. My Hus is receiving gifts and acts of service. These different ways we experience love has been very difficult. We’ve gone through a lot of  times feeling unloved and misunderstood. He requests me to wipe the counter and I grumble about doing the chores. I want him to hold me close and he pushes me away.  Of course marriage and love are work (man, HARD work if you ask me!) and it’s teaching us to be less selfish (ah I hate learning these life lessons!). However, after reading Chapman’s book, we are much more acutely AWARE of what the other needs. Although I still don’t like doing the mundane tasks, I know he really feels loved by me when I serve him with love (as opposed to serving with resentment or grumbling). And I know when he’s mad at me and doesn’t want to be close, he pushes aside his anger to hold my hand or hold me, I really feel his love.

We’re still practicing to become fluent in each other’s languages (I still just don’t GET how me doing the tasks that need to be done really make him feel loved! Blows my mind…) but awareness is the first step. We still need reminders often about what we need RIGHT NOW from the other person (”Would you mind clearing the table?” or “Hug me please?”), but I must say, it is becoming easier. We are becoming more fluent in loving each other and honestly, the knowing and the loving is everything.

So anyway, this post was supposed to be more of a way to love your mayyyyn and less of a plug for the book, but thank you Dr. Chapman for giving us tools to love each other more fully in ways we can understand and appreciate. And I absolutely recommend this book (as seen here) for everyone. Like I said, you don’t have to be in a relationship to apply these love languages. It applies to everyone else in your life too. I now know my Mother is a gifty lover, so I make extra efforts to send her little gifts every once in a while. My Pops is an AOS kinda guy, so whenever I’m home I try to mow the lawn for him or make him a nice dinner.

It’s loving in the little things that make up a lifetime of big things.

Loving on me in one of the best ways he (now) knows how!
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Back to school part II

September 8th, 2010

Ok phew, I made it through orientation.

I made a last minute game change and opted out of the matching eye shadow. I think that decision saved the game. I went with dark straight leg jeans, cute gold flats, a light yellow fitted T and a white cardigan. My husband said I looked like an egg. He’s so loving like that. :) I thought the purple earrings, purple headband and purple bracelet would do the trick to look less egg-y, but no dice. Oh well.

I randomly sat next to a girl who went to Michigan State University and another one who went to Western Michigan University. Us Hand State girls gotta stick together! Then I met another one who went to UConn and I so very nicely didn’t mention last weeks football game where we annihilated them … at least I didn’t mention it often. And I didn’t even have to share my lame fruity lunch with the girls to get them to sit at my table! Maybe I just looked so lonely and pathetic all by myself they felt bad for me. Even if I wasn’t sitting by myself, they must’ve known I’d be a good charity case. :)

AND! AND! AND! GET THIS! I’m having them over! I’m having my bff’s over to MY house! 2 Friday’s from now! They just don’t know they’re coming yet… I just haven’t extended to them the offer of a lifetime – to spend the evening at Club M with my super awesome Super Chocolate Bear and I. But once I do get the guts to “ask them out,” it will be an offer they’ll find hard to resist. I’m just so charming that way, I really can’t help it ;)

Aside from meeting my new bff’s partners in misery, I left orientation feeling already OVERWHELMED. I haven’t even started yet and I’m already having nightmares of how my friends will forget what I look like and my husband will be sleeping by himself because I’ll be up all night studying.

And I started freaking out about working. I’m currently a part time employee and thought that would be fine… Until the student panel told us how horrible/painful/difficult/worst decision EVER it is to work while doing this grad program. So until further notice, I’ll stay part time. I likely will have to drop down to per diem (1 shift/week) or worse!… as the program goes on. Too bad too, cuz I really do like my job (most days…) Plus I carry our insurance for my Hus and I. And my work only reimburses school for part time employees. Oy.

Are you allowed to quit school before you even start?

But I have to put on the big girl panties and just tackle this sucker called grad school. It’s going to be hard. It’s going to be time consuming and I know I’ll pretty much hate my life at times, and I’ll have to sacrifice a lot (goodbye two disposable incomes and Target days and Taco Tuesdays and apartment renovations and wedding album… sigh) but I know this is really the plan for us right now. My Mister and I spent a lot of time praying and figuring out our future and it became clear grad school is the path I need to take now.

It’s also ONLY 2 years. Less than that, it’s 21 months. 21 measly months. We’ve been married almost that long (give or take 5 months…) and as everyone says, time does fly. Even the student panel one year ahead of us said despite the work load, the first year went so fast.

So although my blogging may wean…

…wait, who am I kidding? I’m married to this stupid blog! Although, I must say, it’s been a very one sided relationship. In fact, come to think of it, maybe it’s time Blog and I divorce. I’m sorry Blog, there’s someone else. He treats me horribly and takes all my money but at least I get something back at the end. At least that’s what he tells me, I’ll letcha know in 21 months. My new life will now include my new man, Mr. Education. Blog, you and I can still be friends though. And I promise to write/call every once in a while. I just can’t give you all the attention you need now.

Phew, sorry had to get that off my chest.

Anyway… even though my blogging may wean, my friends will forget about me and my husband will sleep alone, although I’m nervous and scared about my new venture with my new man, Mr. Education, I know I’ll be ok. I’m really trying to be peaceful about it and realize that God brings ya to it,  and He’ll bring ya through it! And I’ll continue to count on the endless love and support from my Hus and I know I’ll get through it (with hopefully only a few bumps and bruises along the way…)

So, if you don’t hear from me or see me in a while, say a prayer for me* and then check the library. Or the mental hospital. There’s a good chance I’ll end up there too.

*Um… I’m serious about that part.

Back to school!

September 7th, 2010

Today is my first day of school. Albeit, graduate school, but still school all the same.

I’m a ball of nerves and didn’t sleep well last night. Will I meet new friends? Maybe if I share my lunch, they’ll like me. I better pack a “cool” lunch, ya know, the kind with Lunchables and goodies. No one wants to trade with the girl who has all boring blah stuff.

Dang, am I boring and blah because my lunch is fruits and a salad? And of course WAY more importantly, what do I wear? Do I wear the sweats and T’s that made up most of my undergrad experience? A dress? I’m usually cold though… business casual? Jeans? And makeup – I think I’m really opting for SPARKLES everywhere and eye shadow to match my shirt (yeah if that’s not reminiscent of the first day of high school…)

I guess this time I have a little bit more freedom than my good ol’ high school days. For one, I can wear WHATEVER I want! (You hear that, FGRHS, I can wear whatever I want to school!). No more uniforms and dress codes. And ya know what, since I CAN, I’m wearing open toed shoes and I AM going to wear sparkly makeup.

Bazinga.

And what bag do I bring? Aren’t backpacks so two-thousand and LATE? Do I get a briefcase? Just a large purse? My work bag? My beach bag, bright pink and monogrammed with my initials? Everyone knows monograms are the bomb… but also slightly reminiscent of L.L.Bean. I don’t want to be the L.L.Bean girl in grad school…

…On 2nd thought, maybe the first day of high school WAS easier.  I didn’t have a choice of what to wear, sparkly  makeup and matching eye shadows were in, my hair was still rockin’ the end of the 90’s “Rachel” cut and my Mom made my lunch.

Forget it. I’m staying home. Can grad students play hookie? Or can they have, as my Mom used to call them, “Mental health days” ?

Ok fine, I’ll go, I’ll go. ONLY if I can rock sparkles and matching eye shadow.

Being a responsible grown-up definitely isn’t as much fun as it sounded. I want a rain check.