I Wish I Had a “Guy” for Things

Ha ha–I mean, I have a guy and his name is Mike and he is WONDERFUL.  He’s actually the guy.  The one I love to pieces and pieces and pieces.  The guy who has made me smile so much over the past three years.

I mean I wish I was the person who had a “guy” for things.  You know, like, I wish I had a “car guy” who would give Mike an awesome deal on a new car.

I wish I had a “finance guy” who would tell me where/when/how to invest.

I wish I had a “real estate guy” who would show me how to buy a house.

I wish I had a “ring guy” who would understand my desire for jewelry and give whoever I marry a cheaper way to make my dream ring come true.

Ha ha, I think mostly I just want to be able to say, “I know a guy.”

 

 

Double Rainbows and Answered Prayers

It was a rough couple of days.  I went back to Pennsylvania for Mike’s uncle’s wake and funeral.  There were a lot of tears and sadness…  We can only pray now for healing.

Before I left, the family was smiling.  That felt good.  And something else wonderful happened – details to follow.

On the way home, I saw a double rainbow.

 

Whatta Weekend! And Happy Birthday, Mike!

It was a good one.  Lemme tell you.

Cleveland can be fun. 🙂

Friday night, I went downtown (Cleveland) for a friend’s bachelorette party.  We saw a comedy show at Hilarities, ate at Pickwick & Frolic, and then hit Flannery’s, the Mexican place (can’t remember the name) and The Corner Alley.  It was a lot of fun!  I had never really “done” East 4th Street before.

So I got to see two girls from college, made some new friends, and got to go out on the town.  The next morning, I drove to Pennsylvania where Mike and I took a 22 mile bike ride down the Allegheny River, rented some movies (3 Ninjas, baby!) and went out to dinner for Mike’s birthday.

 

Mike’s birthday is TODAY!  Just in case you were wondering.  (I always get a little sad about this because we

can never be together on our birthdays.  My wish for his birthday–and my own–and every other opportunity I have to make a wish is that we can be together every day from now on.)

And on Sunday, we did my favorite thing.  We did the domestic thing.  We washed cars, went to the grocery store, went shopping, cooked dinner, watched television.  It was perfect.  It makes me really think about the trend we started when we started leaving each other for jobs.   We’re meant to be.  Make a wish when you blow out your candles without me, Baby.

Happy Birthday, and I love you!

 

 

Things That I Spend Too Much Time Worrying About

I spend a lot of time worrying. I should probably stop that.

But for fun, here are the things I spend too much time worrying about:

• $$$
• Where my black t-shirt is
• If someone will use my designated baby names before me
• Whether fats or carbs are more harmful
• If I ran far enough
• How much I spent on my jeans
• If I turned my screen off at work
• If there are bugs in my apartment that I can’t see (I KNOW THERE ARE)
• How long I’ll have to live in a damn apartment
• Whether or not my upstairs neighbors are sawing at a skate ramp or a body at 11pm
• What other people think about me
• Whether or not I can pull off crochet
• The fact that I don’t have a style
• How damn busy I am every weekend (booked up till June 16)
• How everyone else is getting married before me
• The state of today’s children (read:  their weakness and inability to handle the world as it comes at them)
• The disappearance of cursive in schools
• The disappearance of memory due to Google
• The disappearance of spelling ability
• Friends moving away
• Whether or not I go home enough
• If I really needed two Michael Kors bags
• Where I’m going to get married (I’m from Northwest Ohio, Mike’s from Western PA, I live in the middle)
• Why I can’t do the crafts that I find on Pinterest
• What I could cook if I actually cooked
• Whether or not Mike will leave me because I cannot cook 😉
• If I could keep a plant alive
• Why people fight about religion
• Why anyone would own a guinea pig
• Why moose don’t live in Ohio
• Why Mike doesn’t like the flat lands
• Why I haven’t traveled
• Why I hated North Carolina so much
• Why we haven’t invented a teleportation system yet
• Why I can hear cardinals lately, but I can’t seem to find them

 

I Might Want a Sewing Machine…

So I love sewing by hand–fixing the hole in Mike’s brand new flannel (that he ripped on a nail walking into a bar), sewing buttons, fixing that stupid hole in the pillow that’s leaving poly-fil all over my house.

But I think I want a sewing machine.  Uncle Grandma was a helluva seamstress…and so is my Grandma Cleobelle.  Heck, my dad can even work a sewing machine.

I am lucky enough to have a wonderful seamstress friend named Joy who helped me make my quilt. I love that quilt.  Mike and I shared our first kiss under that quilt.  Sigh.  So long ago. 🙂

But I keep seeing all these cute things on Pinterest that I want to make.  So maybe it’s time…to invest…in a sewing machine.  How domestic!

Good Friday today–remember, no meat, no snacking.

Have a very Happy Easter Sunday!

 

Back in Ohio, 3 Years In, Love Him More Than EVER

Hi People!

I’m back in Ohio after my weekend with Mike in PA, Maryland (at the Rocky Gap Resort), and even a lil bit of West Virginia.  We had such a great time, and the weather couldn’t have been better.  We hiked and drank and ate and loved.  It was perfect.

I’m playing catch-up at work right now (this is my 3 minute lunch break just to update–does that tell you how much I love you all?), but I’ll post pictures soon.

In fact, I owe you a plethora of pictures, don’t I?  Perhaps tonight, after a long long long run (in my new kicks!) in the 80 degree March weather.  Unprecedented!

For now, I’ll tide you over with this–a picture of the ring Mike got me:

I love it!

Happy first day of Spring!

 

A Mapper’s Wedding Ring

About three times I week, I lose myself in internet fancy and start staring at big-stoned wedding rings.   I rarely look at men’s rings because frankly, they’re not so exciting.  But I found this one today:

For those of you who may not know me, my boyfriend is a mapper.  Not the Christopher Columbus, track the stars, wear stockings and a three-pointed hat kind of mapper, but rather a real-life one that actually makes maps of Pennsylvania and loves the land.

Which is why he needs to marry me ASAP so I can buy him this ring!  Whatdya say, Mike? 😉

 

A Simple Day and Some Fun Pictures

Today has been simple, which is something I cannot say about the rest of the days in this week.

So let’s keep it simple here, too, and I’ll just show you a picture that never fails to make me smile (and make my ovaries glow):

Mike and Baby Jax.  Both have come a long way since this:

Aren’t they both such cute little nuggets?  Happy Friday!

 

Sweater-Mania!

So here’s the sweater that I talked about awhile back.  The picture is fuzzy.  I’m sorry–it was 6am.

Here’s a better one:

Cute right?

And here is a picture of me in the sweater I had to wear for our company picture.  We’re doing an ugly sweater Christmas card!  It’s bound to be fantastic:

You can’t see it all, but I didn’t have time to figure out the timer, and truthfully, it was early.

And finally, some pictures of Mike and I on Halloween:

Yes, it was snowing.  It’s a busy day, ya’ll.  More tomorrow!  Going shopping tonight for a dress because the one I mentioned before ended up being way too big.  (This is a good thing!)

Cheers, babies!

 

A Domestic Sunday

This weekend, I went to see Mike in Pennsylvania.  I love spending the weekend there, mostly because it’s the place that feels most like home (aside from Fremont, of course).  It’s the only place in which I was able to live with Mike.  It’s the only place where we had more than a weekend together.  It’s the only place where we had his stuff, and my stuff, and our stuff. You can look at it here.  Anyway, we had a really great weekend.

Friday night, we watched silly TV shows and listened to music and Mike cooked me dinner.

Saturday, we woke up fairly early, bumbled around for awhile and then headed up to Columbus, PA for a housewarming party.  On the way there, we stopped at a cute little market and explored a glacial lake.  When we got there, we drank rum and Coke and watched the kids run around in the yard.  It made me want my own home and my own land and my own babies.

Sunday, though, Sunday was a domestic dream.  We woke up and Mike went outside to clean the sand out of my car from our Carolina vacation.  I got ready and then did the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, made the bed, etc.  When he came back up, we got in the car and headed to Butler to have lunch with his mom before her nursing shift.  Then we wandered around Target looking for laundry baskets and shower curtains, and Mike sang into a plastic microphone just to make me laugh.

I secretly bought him the new Death Cab for Cutie CD and surprised him in the car.  On the way home, we held hands and looked for deer.  A little catnap and some dinner later, we smiled at one another only to realize that it was 8pm and time for me to go back to Cleveland.

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The leaving trend is beginning to weigh on us.  It’s hard to fall into love over and over again every weekend, only to be torn away at the end of it.  Things need to change.  Mike is trying to find a job here, but you all know how it goes this day in age.  There isn’t one.  There is nothing.

I think that it’s terrible that so many different aspects of our lives are governed by the fact that we have to live where we can get a job.  We cannot live where our loved ones are.  But I think that’s a post for tomorrow.  For now, I’ll relish my perfect domestic Sunday.