Entertaining

Today was such a great day. I found the elusive ball and managed to get on it long enough to churn out a good bit of work. After that triumph, I of course went swimming. That was a lot harder today than it usually is. I'm not sure what was up with that. Anywho, the best part of the day came next. Henry and I got to cook dinner for our friends! Turns out, we love entertaining. Having company over was so great; I hope this happens more often. It was so nice to have a full table and use "the big plates" (As it turns out, they are so big they don't fit on our drying rack. Ha. Maybe we wont use those next time).

I have no segue for this, but orchids are not easy plants. I have had two for a week now and have been super concerned about them. They are so finicky! Too close to the sun, they burn (as in for-real-turn-black burn), too far away and they wilt. Too much water, the roots rot, not enough and they wither. Turn them in a new orientation, they 'stress' (I'm not sure what that looks like, but I'll let you know when it happens). You also aren't supposed to get the leaves wet (again, no clue what happens if you do). I'm lucky to have found a friend to nurse them while I am at camp next week. One of them is supposed to bloom soon so I really hope I'm doing things right.

There is also no segue for the following topic: weekday vegetarians.

http://blog.ted.com/2010/05/why_im_a_weekda.php?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TEDBlog+%28TEDBlog&utm_content=Google+Reade This guy will explain. Henry and I have been discussing trying this. I was a vegetarian for 40 days and kind of liked it. I felt pretty good and our grocery bill was definitely cheaper. I think I will try this after camp.

Thanks for making it to the end of a really random blog. : )

Super Unproductive

This weekend was super busy, but pretty awesome. We made it to Christian's graduation in time to grab some of the last shade (We may not have seen her graduate, but we heard her!... we are pretty sure we saw her head though... maybe) Tomorrow we get to enjoy another graduation! Ha. It is graduation season for sure. We woke up at 6:30 this morning to come home and, even though I slept nearly the whole way AND had a two hour nap once we got home, I have still gotten nothing done. Not good.

Busy

This week has been busy! I have been writing/doing so much for work which is so great, I love the responsibility and the opportunity (even if I do fail and everything has to be completely revised, I have already learned so much it's worth the fail.). I have also gone swimming nearly everyday! I think swimming helps my mojo. Whatever that is. I just feel better, active. It does not do much for my back though, Henry's hands are probably going to fall off if I ask him to rub it one more time. The Sanderson needs a hot tub/steam room.

This weekend is also full of plans:

* Dinner with Henry's boss (I'm doing the wife thing and making a pie)

* Trip to see Christian graduate with her Masters degree! (With a 4.0!)

* Trip to see Henry's dad, stepmom, and sisters!

I think next week is going to be just as busy. I'll be finishing the same stuff at work, we are going to another graduation, and we leave for camp that weekend! I am so pumped about the trip (even if I do sleep through most of it).

Fate

If I didn't already believe in a divine power, tonight would have sealed the deal/rocked my world. Seeing as I already believe in God and His amazing and amazingly hilarious ways, I just had to laugh. Henry, Kaci, and I signed a lease not too long ago for next semester for the apartment complex Henry lived in last year. If that wasn't representative of how small the world is, just wait. We got our apt. assignment this weekend. It is for the EXACT same apartment. We drove by to make certain. That particular apartment has a rich, long history and I couldn't be more excited to move back in. Now it seems so silly to have round up all the keys and turned them in to only get them back again.

In other, completely unrelated news, I downloaded the Methodist Church app for the itouch. I'm anxious to see if it is awesome/informative or a bust.

Broken

Everything I touched today broke. That might be an exaggeration, let me rephrase: Everything I bought broke. Yesterday, I mentioned purchasing swimming accoutrements. I spent $11 today on goggles, a swim cap, and a nose plug. The goggles broke while trying to extract them from the package. The swim cap ripped while trying to put it over my head at the pool. The nose plug hurt so bad it might as well have been broken. I still went swimming though, of course.

The good stuff

So here is the good stuff that I promised:

1) Kaci and I went swimming again today! We like it so much we are going to buy proper accoutrements soon. (Like swim caps and goggles)

2) We had angel hair and alfredo sauce for dinner, that was good.

3) We made brownies! Warm brownies and ice cream are the best.

4) "90% of women's pheromones come out of their head! Thats why women are so short! So men will fall in love when they hug a woman!"(Phoebe) We are watching Friends

Lunch!!!

I don't want to whine. Lie. I do want to whine. It's my blog and I will do what I want.

I am tired of having the shakes and a headache. It was so bad today I thought I would rip my toenails off for a distraction. My friend in lab suggested I go get some lunch. Lunch? What's lunch? I've been waking up at noon and eating breakfast so I just called it breakfast/lunch and then would eat dinner a million hours later. Duh! I'm hungry! I ate chick-fil-a and drank an absurd amount of water and then felt better! Not perfect, but not like I was going to pull my own toenails out. The shakes, however, did not go away. Frustrating. Anyway, I'm glad for the relief.

I feel like today is a two blogger day. I'll blog upbeat stuff later.

Bass fish and bumble bees

I skipped lab today because I felt terrible. I thought breakfast would help my head, so I had a big bowl of fruity pebbles. With milk. I'm lactose sensitive. I've been easing into milk for a few weeks now and have felt fine. Today, however, my stomach was not pleased. I guess the jump to the big bowl was too much. I think I've learned a valuable lesson though: Fiber matters. Time to take that seriously and pull back on the milk.

I also posit that my headache held over from last night because I didn't get a good nights sleep. What I did get was a crazy crazy dream. I let someone tattoo a giant, bright blue bass fish all the way up my leg surrounded by bumblebees. Then, at some point, I cut my foot and Dr. Kenum (the President of the University) stitched it up for me. So strange. As a result, I could really go for a nap. I'm trying to power through the day though so I have a chance at real sleep tonight.

I have a R,P,S related update:

Tired of the same old rock, paper, scissors? Then do I have the game for you! Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock.

Same rules you know and love with two new twists. Rock crushes lizard, lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes scissors, scissors decapitate lizard, lizard eats paper, paper disproves Spock, Spock Crushes scissors.

I can't take credit for this, it came from an episode of 'The Big Bang Theory'. This variation was developed to decrease the amount of possible 'draw' games. Even with two new options, Henry and I still threw the same thing yesterday in the grocery store while we were choosing a BBQ sauce.

I know I already blogged once today, but I have a snippet to add. I'll try not to make this a habit.

Cats are following me. Not one cat, every cat.

I walked out of Magruder yesterday, and there was a cat in front of me as soon as I opened the door. Then, after Henry and I went walking, a cat was waiting for us on the way back to the apartment. Today, a cat was waiting for me outside of piggly wiggly!

I don't like cats.

Surely this is not how cat ladies become cat ladies.

I don't like cats.

The little toaster that couldn't

Henry and I have been married for nine months now. We are now on our third toaster. My parents were married for over thirteen years before they needed a new toaster. We make a lot of waffles, but I dont think that is toaster abuse- I don't know why these things keep breaking but it is getting frustrating.

In other news, the yearly youth camping trip is coming up! I was really excited about it until I woke up this morning/afternoon and realized I am still sleeping twelve hours a day. That is going to have to change (at least temporarily) for camp. Im not competely sold that I will always sleep 12 hours... camp is still three weeks away and I've only been on this dose for a few days, maybe things will even out. Let's hope so.

A friend of mine came up with a new verb today and I like it. She told me I should take a break since I've been "Nancy-Drew-ing it for a while". Ha. I approve.

This one is boring

Today was my first day back in Magruder. The building did not miss me as much as I missed it. Red (a computer) crashed as soon as I sat down at it and the copy machine jammed four times when I tried to use it. Home sweet home.

In other news, I spent the last of my book-buy-back funds on a kavu bag. I like it. A lot. Its polka dotted. Ha, I'm well on my way to be a cool kid from a year or so ago: I've got the shoes, the bag, and the eno! I'm always a little late on the fashion train, I like it that way.

A wagon full of bands

The bandwagon went by at 12:22 AM, and I jumped on it. I'm now a gleek. Thanks Hulu. It took me a long time to type those two sentences. There is still rice stuck under my 'k' button. P.S., if you ever find yourself with a soggy laptop, stick it in a bag of rice for 72 hours. I offer no guarantees, but I'm typing this from a mac that I spilled a whole glass full of water on a few weeks ago. It's not like it was pre water; I have rice stuck in the keys still, and I fried my charging circuitry so I have to be tethered to the wall until we come up with a solution. Even if it is unfixable, I still have a working computer. The trick also seems to work for cell phones and ipods.

Boxes of Soap

I WAS RIGHT! (This is the part where I rant about a married couple argument... Married life is sort of like the sitcoms on T.V. in this respect. Sometimes I'm pretty sure our apartment is bugged for "Everybody Loves Raymond" episodes.) I have been telling Henry for months now that our DVD player is broken. Every single DVD we have tried to watch, be it from movie gallery, block buster, Christian, or brand new from target, skip! A lot! Henry argued that every single one of those DVDs must be damaged. That makes no sense, the common denominator is the DVD player. I'm not sure why he fights so hard for that thing to be without fault, it was free for crying out loud! Its not like we dropped a whole lot of money on some amazing player.... his professor gave it to him after he (the professor) broke the remote. Anyway, I was trying to watch H.P (this being day six of the series) and I was getting overwhelmingly frustrated with the dumb skipping so I switched the DVD to the PS2. And what happened? Presto! No problemo! Every-DVD-Must-Be-Broken my butt! Ha! Vindicated.

I have one more soapbox to stand on today:
Lets talk about facebook security. My cousin sent out a mass message the other day to almost everyone he knows asking for addresses to send graduation invitations to. Everyone has been replying by hitting the "reply all" button so now I have an inbox full of strangers addresses (not to mention an annoying notification every time someone replies). Its the notifications that really bother me this time. I don't expect his family and friends will use these addresses maliciously (although I feel tempted to anonymously send them all free samples of products they don't need). Anyway, the solution is simple. If you look next to the name of the person who sent the mass message, there is a small, blue "reply" button. If you press that button instead, you will be able to send a private message to the sender therefore enhancing your security and preventing annoying notifications from/for everyone else. I've written several friendly messages to this thread, but I can't make myself send them. I'm already the black sheep so I'm afraid that any "helpful" hints will be seen as patronizing. Sticky situation. Thank goodness for blogs.

Oatmeal and R,P,S

So I titled my blog "Married life and other giongs on" because I really wanted a themed blog. If Henry had let me buy that cupcake book at Books-A-Million, you would be seeing a picture of an amazing duck cupcake... or one that looks like fried rice. With that said, I picked married life as a theme but clearly am not sticking to that. No change today, still no words of wisdom or lessons learned from married life. (Other than the realization that cleaning to the kitchen means staking the dishes in the sink in some sort of tetris inspired masterpiece so the counters look clean. In his defense, I don't let him actually do the dishes... he misses stuff. Lots of stuff. But I still love him.) I also learned that oatmeal really will turn into cement if you leave it. Oops.

Other news: Rock, Paper, Scissors is so a biblical way to make tough decisions. Its how Matthias replaced Judas as the twelfth disciple. Ok, so Acts chapter 1 really says "cast lots", but thats close to flipping a coin which is one step away from rock, paper, scissors. Its not really that far of a stretch.

Awww, walk down memory lane: Before Henry and I started dating, he played R,P,S with the other band mates to see if he should date me. Who knew that game would change our life : ) Interesting tid bit, he lost the first time and demanded they play two out of three.... clearly he wanted to date me. : )

Doctors Orders

I have a medical excuse for the whole not waking up until 1:00 pm thing! Turns out that "drowsy" label is an understatement. Anywho, that medication is no longer effective so he upped the dosage... which will make me sleep even more. Good thing it's summer. He also offered some new insight into the possible causation of said headaches. Evidently I am a type A person. (I was going to post a link to the wiki page, but their description of type A is kind of a downer.) This is causing high pulse, tremors, and headaches (and can cause early heart disease). If this is still the case in a month, I'll try some beta blockers which should take care of all of that. In the meantime, I am on a higher dose of what worked before and have been told to chill out for a while. Oh, and exercise more. How those two go together, I don't know. I'm guessing yoga is in my future. While I was there, he popped my neck in a few places. THEN he told me my neck would be sore and my headache would be worse for the next 24 hrs, but then feel better. Im not sure how I feel about this... other than sore. I guess if that part is true, then maybe the rest is too. His other advice was getting head massages. Now thats something I can get behind. We'll see how it goes : )

Green Beans, H.P., Hanson, and Chocos

I can't sleep. Probably because I woke up a little after 1:00 this afternoon and then did absolutely nothing all day but watch Seventh Heaven. I don't even like Seventh Heaven all that much. Luckily this ended when a friend called around six and Henry and I went out to eat with him. The evening was finished with the third installment of a six night series in which Henry and I watch all of the Harry Potter movies. Haha, I guess that cat is out of the bag. I'm sort of a Harry Potter fan. I blame the green beans from my dad's church for that one. I had only a slight interest in Harry Potter movies prior to those particular green beans. You see, I got a nasty stomach bug after eating a laaaaarge amount leftover pot luck green beans (I realize now that that's sketch) and my family refused to let me out of my room and would only shove Harry Potter DVDs under the door. I watched the ones that were out at the time and then was overwhelmed with this urge to know what happens in the end of the series. My husband refused to tell me the end, but let me borrow all of his books after the bug passed. I read them all pretty quickly after that. The last one is amazing, and the books are more detailed than the movies. Nonetheless, I still can't wait for the last book to come out in theaters.

Speaking of media (thats a terrible segue, I know), I am super pumped about seeing Hanson in the fall! I realize the chances of someone reading this and taking me seriously are slim, but if you will humor me and check out their new album on myspace, you might be amazed. Puberty did those three well (as did switching genres).

I have no segue for this, but I would like to talk about my new shoes for a moment. I finally broke down and bought some Choco's for my birthday. I have wanted these shoes for a few years now, but never tried any on. I had some free time last week and went to Reed's to try some on, just for fun. I couldn't take them off! It's like I had never worn real shoes before. I was so excited, that I refused to take them off and walked out of the store with them on! (I paid for them first, of course!) Once I got home, I realized that I had probably bought a size too small. After texting a friend, that conclusion was confirmed. They were so great, I didn't even notice I had french fries and biscuits! (French fries: toes hang off the front, Biscuits: Heel hangs off the back... terminology from a friend in NOLA) Embarrassingly, I went back for a size nine. Best. Shoes. Ever.