Category: Love & Marriage

We have new vehicle… almost

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We bought a brand new _____ today. Our first joint vehicle purchase, in fact. We’ve been driving the same vehicles since we got together seven and a half years ago – a 1993 Mitsubishi Mighty Max (his) and a 2000 Volkswagen Jetta (mine). We’re keeping my precious Jetta (which is in dire need of new tires and an alignment) and either trading in or selling the pickup truck; we haven’t decided which yet. We have until tomorrow when we pick up our new vehicle from the dealership. They had to buy it from another location since they didn’t have the exact one we wanted on the lot. This thing has got it all and we got a really good deal on it too. We’re very excited!

More tomorrow after we take delivery.

For now, let’s have a moment of silence for the pickup truck where so many memories were made. All those late nights driving around town. *Sniffle* I will miss you, little guy.


Lottery

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Me to the hubby the other night: “Your mission this week is to win the lottery. Should your mission fail, I will self destruct.”

The thing is, I don’t need 227 million dollars like that one couple who recently won (and who couldn’t even crack a smile about it; what’s up with that?). No one needs that much money. I’d give a lot of it away to charity. A few million would be enough for us to quit our jobs and live comfortably off the interest. We’d travel, take the kids to cool destinations, and just enjoy life without all the worries that come from not having enough money to do what your heart desires. We’d also get a bigger house so I could have the game room I’ve always wanted (and maybe even an indoor pool).

But the best part? The house would have a detached guest house so I could foster animals for adoption without worrying about the boy’s allergies and asthma. I’d also photograph them for free for the adoption websites so I could help them find permanent homes.

That’s my simple dream.

Now make it happen, Joe.

No pressure or anything.

Catching up with me

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A disclaimer

I’m a little burnt out on the internet. I’ve considered shutting down this blog, but I do like keeping record of things that have happened; I can’t tell you how many times I’ve searched my own site to verify something. That being said, I highly suggest you subscribe to this site’s feed instead of checking here everyday, otherwise you’re just wasting your time.

My husband, my hero

Monday morning while I was blow-drying my hair, a fuse blew. I went into the garage to try and reset the fuse, but couldn’t reach the fuse box, so I called Joe, who was already on his way to work. He explained I’d have to squeeze between his motorcycle and the various junk to reach over to the fuse box but I wasn’t seeing how that was possible. He told me to stand by, as he was turning around to come back home. I protested, but he insisted.

Ten minutes later he was home and could see there wasn’t any way to squeeze between the stuff to get to the fuse box, so he moved some stuff around and reset the fuse. The best part? He did all this without any guilt trips and that means the world to me. That’s why he’s my hero – he takes care of me and when he does something that might inconvenience himself, he doesn’t act like it. It’s more than I can say for myself, even.

You win, iTunes

So I gave into iTunes. Make no mistake about it – I’m not happy about it. But it was a necessary evil. I loaded all my music to the library, made sure all the album art was there, then deleted everything from my iPod and reloaded it through iTunes. I got tired of running iTunes to get iPod updates and have it “evaluate” all the music already on my iPod and remove the album art in the process. I don’t get why it insists on doing these things, but I feel like it’s a big bully that is forcing me to use it if I want my cover art to remain intact. So whatever. I will be begrudgingly using it to update my iPod moving forward.

My marriage

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Someone pointed out to me recently that I don’t write about my marriage much. It’s true, and I think it’s because it lacks drama. Things between us have always been good, even after seven years together. I have no complaints: my husband adores and respects me, as I do him. We rarely argue seriously, but playfully bicker constantly because we love to tease one another. We have many inside jokes because we have the same sense of humor and think alike.

The best part is that I’ve always been 100% myself in Joe’s presence. I can’t say I’ve ever felt that way with anyone before him. There was always a degree of holding back for fear of how I’d come across, but with my husband I can be my dorky, crazy, anxiety-ridden self and he loves me all the same. It’s a beautiful thing.

I probably should write about our relationship more just to balance out all the sad relationship stories I come across online, but I almost feel like it’s a form of bragging and I don’t like making people feel bad about themselves or their situation. It’s that whole Catholic guilt thing I need to get over because it’s not my problem if someone else can’t be happy for me, right?

Anyway, I will share a cute thing my sweet husband did this morning.

I woke up and was laying there for a bit when I put my hand in his and he started stroking it in his sleep. He was not awake whatsoever. I relayed the story to him later and he didn’t have a clue what had happened.

Ok, now you can say, “awwww”. :)

Doing the unstuck

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I’m looking forward to relaxing this evening because I was running around non-stop last night.

There was a trip to Target for a cupcake pan, dinner, baking and frosting cupcakes, laundry, and cleaning Peanut’s stuff. After all was said and done it was 9:30 pm before I got to sit down and by then I was too exhausted to do anything else but go to bed.

I told Joe that the only thing I’m doing tonight is him.