by Joey | Oct 31, 2012 | Throwback
Currently I Am…
Stealing… this idea from
Steph at The Beautiful Mess [just stumbled upon her blog and LOVE it. Check it out.]
Reading… the Pretty Little Liars series. More like devouring it, really. I’m on book number nine and i. just. can’t. stop.
Thinking about… My family in NY who have unbearable damage from Hurricane Sandy. Blog posts that I’ve been working on but never finished. Friendships and how they simply change over the years. The car we were [thisclose] to getting on Sunday. Cold weather. Sleep.
Loving… the “place” Mr. Husband and I have been in lately. We’ve simply changed just a few tiny little things in our daily lives, and I’m shocked at how just those tiny little changes have brightened everything up. Chewy sweet tarts [per the usual]. Peppermint mocha coffee creamer. Fall scents in my tart warmer. How snuggly my sweet pets are.
Looking Forward to… Mr. Husband’s last football game [did you hear those choir singers!?!] on Saturday. Spending more quality time together once the season ends. Our first solo Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Wondering…what the perfect Christmas gift is for Mr. Husband. How certain things work out when others don’t. Who will will the election [more like worrying for that one]. If I’ll ever not feel tired [I have no reason to feel tired]. How I managed to watch an entire season of Married to Jonas {or rather, why. Don’t hate, love it.}
Eating…Eggs in a basket. Almost every single morning. Sometimes for dinner. It’s just so easy, simply, filling and delicious!
Disliking… my face breaking out. Waking up a gazillion times in the middle of the night. Our lawn care service. Unreliable people. Getting locked out for 5 hours
[happened Saturday. No joke.]
Happy about… Pay day coming up. A clean house. Finding the perfect hair products. Friends and family coming through Sandy unscathed physically [despite property damage]. {apparently I’m all over the place with this one}.
Excited about…some changes in life [nope, no babies yet] & for the blog . Decorating and finally using my office. Going to bed…judge not.
So what are you currently up to?
I’d love to know.
Post your link in comments if you play along.
by Joey | Oct 25, 2012 | Throwback
I have a question.
Do you ever find yourself getting really pissed off?
Your husband didn’t take out the trash.
Or he left his dirty socks laying around.
Or he didn’t make the bed for the millionth day in a row.
Oh boy, most of the fighting in this house hold consists me doing the yelling.
And I’m mostly yelling about chores that aren’t getting done.
That’s probably too much personal information to give away on le blog, but I want to keep things real.
I ask you this question because I got to thinking.
I have absolutely no qualms about pointing out to Mr. Husband all of the things about him that piss me off.
Especially when I’m mad.
Mr. Husband and I, I like to think, have a fairly normal relationship.
We love each other no matter what.
We fight, but we also really enjoy our time together.
We tell each other daily “I love you,” and we still know how to be silly together.
But despite all of that, I wondered how often I actually share with him what I love about him.
Because, like I said, I never hold back telling him when he’s pissing me off.
So I wrote him an email.
I don’t know when he’ll check it.
But when he does, I hope it brightens his day.
And I hope he remembers, even when I’m acting crazy, all the things I love so much about him.
For no reason at all.
So maybe I can challenge you to do the same?
by Joey | Oct 5, 2012 | Throwback
Kristin wrote
this post and it gave me the courage to write about an experience.
Again, I’ll start this out with the typical “I’m not the epitome of a healthy person.” disclaimer. I eat candy. I love fast food. I drink lots of wine and rarely (cough, never) work out.
That post I wrote about getting fit? Yeah, that was a big joke. Never happened.
I have no idea what size pants I wear. I am a twenty six year old who has no idea what size pants she wears! I will never order clothing off the internet because I seriously have no freaking clue. Since when did it become okay for every single shop to just make up their own sizing?
With that said, I was on the hunt for a pair of jeans. I bought several pairs from AE over the summer, and while I love the jeans, the waist just slides down ALL DAY LONG. The crotch ends up by my knees and I’m that girl hiking up her pants every few minutes. Not. Cute. I had this problem with another pair of jeans I’d gotten from AE so I thought maybe, next size down? Ohhhhh hell no. Couldn’t get those babies over my knees. WTF?
So then I decided to try Charlotte Russe only because I just wanted a cheap pair of comphy jeans that weren’t anything special. I walk in and the lady is all “oh! These jeans here are all $15!” And I’m all “score! Perfect.” So I start browsing. And then… she asks. “What size are you?” I literally stopped to think for a second. “I have no clue. It’s been ages since I’ve bought jeans from here and who knows with all the different sizing these days.”
She then has the gall to TELL ME what size she THINKS I am.
Now, I realize as a sales associate that it’s her job to help me shop. But you know what? I didn’t ask for it. I could understand if I’d whined “but I don’t know, can you help me?” I had it perfectly handled. I was going to grab a couple different sizes and figure it out all on my own. But no, she decides that I’m a specific size (now, to be fair, she rounded down) but still. So she starts collecting all these different pants in this guestimated size. I actually stopped her. And I’m glad I did. Because if I hadn’t, I’m sure they would have found me hanging in the dressing room. Okay, okay. I kid. But seriously. So she hands me just the pair that I’m interested in her guestimated size. And I reached for the size (or 2…) above that on the rack and she looks at me puzzled “do you really think those will fit?” I don’t know if she was trying to up my ego, or what, but I can generally tell you that I just don’t live in the size 0-2 fantasy anymore. I’d be shocked if I found pants in that size that fit. SHOCKED. So at this point I was really kind of peeved with the lady.
So I go to the dressing room and decide to try on the size that I thought would work. And they did. They were a little snug, but jeans often “stretch” for me. So I didn’t even try on her size and called it a day without feeling like I wanted to fling myself off a building.
Eff. Now, she’s the check out girl. Are you kidding me?
The polite thing to do would be all “oh, great. They worked out for you.” And leave it at that. Oh, no. Not this girl. She straight up asks me which size worked. Are you serious? Just let me buy the freaking jeans. Who asks that, for real?
Whatever. I bought the damn jeans. I’d normally call $15 jeans a win. Those weren’t.
by Joey | Oct 5, 2012 | Throwback
Small beginnings. That’s where everyone starts, usually. We had not a dollar to our name. If it weren’t for the money we got from our wedding, our living room would have been empty. Our bills barely got paid each month. barrrrrrely. Things were so new. But how could they be so new with someone I’d known for so long?
Learning. We thought we knew it all. And you know what? We didn’t know a thing. Challenges were thrown at us left and right. And all I wanted was to go home. Let me go home. I kept waiting. When would this life feel like home? I never thought it would. I always craved that steep driveway and dark wooded kitchen. We learned how to love when things were so hard. We learned to make us home, the place eventually didn’t matter.
Growth. We figured it out. We realized we’d always be learning. We stopped waiting for life to happen and started enjoying the life we were living. Things get hard, but thanks to that first really hard year the hard stuff doesn’t seem so hard.
I look over this little life we have. And I’m proud. Our life is nothing big. It’s nothing fancy. We’re not rolling in the dough. We aren’t perfect. We fight hard. We love hard. We found our groove. We’re never settled but settled just enough. We have big dreams and plans.
This crazy little thing called marriage? It’s alright. It is allllllright.
I love our quiet little life, babe. You put your arms around me, and I’m home. We waited so long for this.
by Joey | Sep 26, 2012 | Throwback
Mr. Husband and I have officially decided to spend the holidays here in our own home.
I realize that’s a bit of a ways away,
but if we don’t make our plans early and stick to our guns, we end up in the battle of the “whose holiday is it?”
It’s our holiday.
Last year was the first time I’d ever spent a holiday completely away from my family.
We went to the in-laws for Thanksgiving while the rest of my family went to Disney World. If you’ve read
this post, you can probably guess how I felt about that. [you can peek
here,
here,
here &
here to see how things went last year.]
I said as we were driving away that it just wasn’t fair for all of the fun to get completely sucked out of what’s supposed to be a magical time.
So now, we’re adults. Right?
We get to decide what we do with our time.
So we’ll have our holidays here.
They will be quiet, I’m sure.
But I’m so excited for the opportunity to start some of our own little traditions.
I’m also STINKING excited to cook my first [real] Thanksgiving dinner!
What are some of your favorite things that make your holidays special?
Sweet, Mr. Husband,
All those Thanksgiving and Christmas I wished you could be there.
And now?
Well, now.
