Archive for November, 2010

Thankful

November 25th, 2010

Even though I’m leaving a warm bed and a warm boy on a cold morning to go to work on a holiday, I’m still thankful for said warm bed, especially thankful for the warm boy (Oh the heat he puts off! Woooo!) and I’m thankful for the job… and the 1.5x dolla dolla bills of holiday pay. And I’m thankful for my health, that I’m the one taking care of the hospitalized, and that I’m not the one in that hospital bed (although that warm hospital bed sure is sounding comfy now…)

Enjoy some tryptophan!

And I’m also thankful I’ve seen this picture and can now ask for a spray tan for Christmas.
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Thanksgiving Thanksies

November 24th, 2010

I’ve been in a funk recently. I don’t like our decor in our apartment. I’m sick of my clothes. I miss my family. I’m over school and work. I’m constantly tired.

But it’s silly because I have so much to be grateful for. I’ve been incredibly blessed and it’s not right for me to be complaining. I was in church last week and was able to really recognize the blessings in my life. Perfect timing really, right before Thanksgiving.

-I am so incredibly grateful for the man by my side. I’ve mentioned it before, but I would not have been able to get through school – financially, physically, emotionally without him. And after being together for what seems like forever, it really is just getting better.

-I’m so thankful for the opportunity to be in school. I love what I’m learning and I love my classmates.

-My job. Which has been flexible with my school schedule. Which has offered me a number of friends. Which I’ve learned a lot in. I’m thankful for it.

-My dear family. I miss them so much. Today is my deceased Grandmama’s birthday and her husband of 60+ years is in the hospital. In England. And my Mamma is having a hard time. And my siblings are on all corners of the country. But we’re all still “together.” Through texts and calls and letters and emails, we’re still there for each other. I’m so thankful we all have a place to go that we still call “Home.” And that they’re so accepting and love each other no matter what. Home is where the heart is, and my heart is in Michigan (even if I never want to move back to that Frozen Tundra!)

Can I not get a GOOD picture? With everyone looking and not cutting off the Mamma Bear? This is everyone, minus the bro, but plus the “New Guy.” (Hi James!)
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-My husbands family who have become MY family. I’m so grateful for their love and support as well. Merrick tells me after conversations with his fam they always say, “Tell Katie we say hi and that we love her. Tell her we’re really cheering her on while she’s in school.” And I feel their love even from far away.

-My large apartment with a great view and minutes from the beach. Despite the poorly decorated walls and my not-quite-fully stocked kitchen, this place has been a home to us for over a year, and will likely be our home indefinitely while we’re on the West side. It’s big and roomy and homey and comfortable and perfect for hosting people.

-Friends. Our friends have become our family out here and I’m grateful for their love and support. Whether it’s game night, or bar night or even chill night, they’re always there for us.

A few of the ones I love
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Have a blessed and thankful Thanksgiving. And please eat some turkey for me while I’m at work and the boys are having their “Mansgiving” at my house, sans turkey.

Some of the men of the “Mansgiving”
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Happy thanksgiving, from Merrick and I.

An update

November 24th, 2010

I confess. I’ve been a bad blogger.

You don’t even know how my October goals went. You have no idea WHAT my November goals are… or were almost at this point.

You don’t know what I did for Halloween or any of the recent birthdays we’ve attended, or any of the best parts of my days in forever.

2 more weeks, peeps. 2 more and then 3 weeks of freedom from school!

So I’m done Dec 9th. Then I work 10, 11, 12, 13. Then the 14th is the Mister’s birthday.

Then the Mister flies home. Then I work the weekend. Then I fly home.

Then we’re home till 12.29. Then I work 12.30, 12.31, 1.1.

Then I’m back at school 1.3…

Wait a minute… where’d my 3 weeks go?? Well someday, I’ll update this ol’ blogeroo with more than my “Tweets” and other nonsense. But isn’t that what you keep coming back for – all my nonsense?

Here’s a picture to make it up to you:

The SCB and I seeing “Mega Mind 3D” (hilarious by the way!) and rocking our sweet 3D glasses
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Tweets

November 22nd, 2010

After splitting a bottle of cheap wine and throwing it up 2 hours later, My SCB tells me, “I think it was the cheap wine. You can’t drink the cheap stuff anymore.”

I agree, my dear husband. No more cheap wine for me, I’m way to classy for that stuff! My palate is distinguished and refined! Bring out your finest wines! I won’t touch a drop of anything less than Dom Perignon!

The Sweetest Thing

November 19th, 2010

As it’s well documented, My SCB is the sweetest thing. Whoaaa the sweetest thing, just like Bono would say it.

In the midst of this hectic school schedule I’ve been carrying, he’s been picking up my MAJOR slack. He’s been doing the cooking and the cleaning and picking his wife up off the floor for the 3rd, or the 43rd time when she’s overwhelmed and stressed. In short, he’s been amazing.

One Saturday last month I was in our room, glued to my books at my desk and hardly coming up for air. He was in the living room keeping himself busy, catching up on movies, emails and phone calls. When I finally made my way out of my cave for a bite to eat, this is what I found:

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He had made me dinner (a delicious Indian meal), with a bottle of wine I’d had my eye on from the vineyard we went to a while ago (apparently he snuck down to Temecula to get it one weekend when I was working). The candles were lit, the Vandross was playing, it was a perfect night.

And his reason? “Cuz I love you. And it’s Sweetest Day. And our 17th Month-aversary.”

Studying was pretty much shot for the rest of the night, if ya know what I mean… ;)

THEN!!! (there’s more peeps, might wanna take your nausea meds now.)

A couple weeks ago I’d had a rough week at school… multiple exams, and a ton of looming deadlines. I came home Thursday evening after finishing (most of) my work with the intent to just VEG OUT. Sweats, glasses, and watch some 24 with the Mister. Apparently he had other plans…

He comes home around 6pm with a bunch of groceries and a devilish little grin. I got a sinking feeling my night in wasn’t going to happen. So asked him, “Are we having people over tonight?”
“Yeah! I invited all your friends over to celebrate after your test!” He said with such excitement and clearly so proud of himself.

Then behind him come the people I know and love. (I’m just thankful I had a bra on and hadn’t gone completely to the sweats yet!). The BBQ and game night turned out to be just what I needed. We all had a blast and I laughed harder than I had in a long time. Even though my veg night didn’t happen, I’m still so thankful my husband was looking out for me, knowing what would make me happy (although I’m pretty sure 24 on the couch all night would’ve made me happy too…) and knowing I’d need the support of him and some great friends who understand my crazy schedule and forgive me for not being very available recently. The killer margaritas were just a bonus!

This is the sweet face of a someone who wants to be around his wife all the time.
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To the one I love, you are the Sweetest Thing. (PS I think he was going for a boob grab there… cover your eyes, Mom!)
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Tweets

November 14th, 2010

Self diagnoses:

Alzheimers. Clinical manifestations: Forgetfulness (check), emotional (check), confusion (I blame my blonde roots for that one), lack of concentration (check. I’m at work and writing. Not studying), decline in problem solving and judgement (hmm I could argue against those, but might as well check ‘em off anyway).

OR

Right Temporal Lobe Brain Damage: Clinical manifestations: Excessive talking. Nuff said.

Tweets

November 13th, 2010

The SCB while we’re watching 24, “I’m not gonna lie, I’ve always kinda wanted to get tazered. Just once and just a lil’ bit…”

Umm… ok. Anyone have a tazer I can borrow now that I have his permission? This could be fun! You didn’t put the dishes away – TAZE! You didn’t like my dinner – TAZE! Wanna add some spice to the bedroom – TAZE! I’m in a bad mood – TAZE! You made me stay up too late watching 24 – TAZE!

Freedom

November 11th, 2010

I have 3 WHOLE glorious days without school* or work! That hasn’t happened in MONTHS!! I’ll be able to be a good friend and a good wife! I’ll call people back, I’ll do laundry! I’ll actually COOK DINNER!

AND!!! I drove by the beach today and it was beautiful and sunny and warm! I love my life again!

AND!!! I’m getting my hurrr did this weekend too!

AND!!! I’ve actually got PLANS for this weekend! Out to dinner and out on the town! A bar crawl, can you believe that? I’m going on a BAR CRAWL! AND I get to dress up! I haven’t dressed up or gone out in months and I’m doing it TWICE this weekend! AND I’ll have my hair done and people will see me! (It’s always a waste if you get dressed up and get your hair done and no one sees you! And of course they always see you on those rare occasions when you’re wearing sweats and a dingy pony)

Ahhh the glorious freedom that is my life right now!

(although don’t get used to this, you won’t see me next week, I’ll be buried to my eyes in real, grown up responsibilities again…)

*without class, don’t mistake that for no school. I’ll still be spending the majority of my “free” weekend studying for another test, writing a paper and working on a presentation.

Tweets

November 9th, 2010

I’m at the time in my life where I seriously have to choose between Happy Hour or working out. It’s really a tough decision!

Tweets

November 9th, 2010

I’m starting a new category called “Tweets.” Since I’m not on Twitter, Facebook or any other social network mumbo jumbo, these posts will essentially  be my live lived in 160 characters or less (or more, ya know I can get wordy…). These will be my “Tweets” if you will, but not quite enough to merit a full post. I’ll be writing random thoughts that come into my head such as,

I think I married Ebenezer Scrooge. He won’t let me turn on Christmas music or even NSYNC Christmas! AND it’s been at least a MONTH since I’ve last attempted to bring in Christmas jams. Hmph. Well Scrooge, just to let you know, the second you left this morning, I turned NYSNC Christmas up FULL BLAST! Nothing says “gotcha” or “toldja so” or “Hmph” more than turning up music that you can’t even hear. God bless us, everyone!