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Awesome Things

April 18th, 2012

Merrick asked me the other day, “What are the most awesome things I’ve (he’s) ever done?” That got me thinking, and I started listing off some of his awesome things. Then I reciprocated the question, asking him some of the most awesome things he thought I had done.

So here, in no particular order here are some of the things on our awesome lists:

Merrick is awesome because:
-He installed an entire home theater in our teeny apartment home.
-He finished his 2011 running goals and continues to blow them out of the water.
-He took a professional exam for his career and barely stressed, but totally passed. I was very impressed.

And the things he thinks I’m awesome for:
-Doing grad school
-Getting 4 out of 4 job offers right out of college (he said, “this bodes well for our future…” here’s hoping he’s right when I start looking for jobs again!)
-Running a marathon

Thanks for being awesome, SCB!

Tell someone you love some awesome things about them today!

Oh the things he says…

July 11th, 2011

K: Hey babe, I’ve got a sweet tooth, do you want some oatmeal raisin cookies?

M: Oh did you make some?

K: No, I’m going to if you want some

M: Did you get the Betty Crocker box?

K: Umm…  no I’m making them from scratch. A novel idea I know…

Letter to myself

February 23rd, 2011

Dear Body,

I think it’s time we had a chat. I take care 0f you, I clean you, I exercise you regularly, I feed you fruits and veggies and only occasionally chocolate (or maybe more than occasionally… Ok you can hold that against me). I may not give you as much sleep as you need and I may be a little too stressed for your own good, but c’mon, I’m good to you!

I even got 2 immunizations for you this year! Count ‘em – TWO shots! And I hate shots!

So why oh why are you sick AGAIN?! For the 2nd time this season? I understand getting sick the first time, I’ll allow that. But you had to go and get yourself some other yucky bug right before finals. That really wasn’t very nice and I’m not pleased with you right now. In fact as punishment for making me feel crappy, I’m going to go eat chocolate…. Crap, you win again. I forgot, I can’t taste anything when I’m sick so the chocolate will be wasted.

And I’m thankful you haven’t gotten my little bed bunny sick, but why can’t you have been nice to me like you are to him? He gets less sleep less than me, exercises less than me, eats more than me, refused the flu shots this year, and he’s STILL come out on top of all the respiratory illnesses! I do admit my stress level is higher than his and I’m exposed to all sorts of nasty people at the hospital and the clinic, but c’mon! I wash my hands more times than I can count in a day… they’re dry and chapping because of all the scrubbing! So what gives?

I need to start feeling good STAT. I don’t have time to waste here. Finals in a few weeks, then Spring Break and the In-Laws out here, so you better get your act together and clean it up pronto, sister.

Please take this letter into consideration and send the feel-good fairies STAT. I promise I’ll take better care of you in the future.

Sincerely,

Katie

Conversation

January 2nd, 2011

Me: What style would you say I am?

My loving husband: I think you’re in the confused style

Me: Uhh… what does THAT mean?

My loving husband: You’re kind of confused in how you dress. You want to dress club style but then you want to dress conservative too

Me: Well you know those are not all or nothing, right? I like dressing club style when I’m going out. I like dressing conservative when I’m at places like church.

My loving husband: Well confused style or not, I still like you.

So since I’m so confused in how I dress, will someone PUHLEEZE sign me up for “What Not to Wear?” I’ve been dying to go on that show! $5000 worth of free clothes?? I don’t think I own $5000 worth of anything! Plus it’ll help get me out of my apparent confused style of dressing. In the meantime, I’ll stay confused as ever…

A convo

November 3rd, 2010

Her: Are you guys going to vote?

Me: Yeah, Merrick really wants me to. Blah. I have to do all my research tonight. But he’s voting for sure.

Her: Well with a name like, “America,” he better vote!

Me:
Um… that’s not his name. And he’s not even American (side note: I think he’s American. He was born here. He disagrees and considers himself Indian.)

Haha I love me an America-n man!

Me and my “America” at a beach bonfire. In October. Go America! Ya can’t ever say I’m not patriotic!
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