Sunday, April 20, 2014

Oh How Time Flies

I don't know how it's happened, for a multitude of reasons, but Dar and I celebrate 9 years of marriage this Wednesday.  Saturday morning before we headed out to breakfast at our favorite little spot, I started to think about just how quickly our time together has passed.  On one hand, I don't feel old enough to have spent more than 10 years of my life with this wonderful man.  I don't feel old enough to have friends who have kids in their teens, or who are going through a divorce.   It's funny though because at the same time, I feel like I've done so much living in the last 34 years.  I know I've aged, mentally and physically.  When I look back through pictures or in the mirror, I can see how time has changed me.  It's mind boggling when I really stop to think about it.

Looking back over the course of our marriage and our short stint dating, I feel both happy and sad.  I know we have so many more memories to make and experiences to live through together, but I also know that this life will be over before I know it.  Time passes so quickly.  Without being too terribly morbid, I try to remind myself of that regularly.  You know, of how important it is to be the best you can be everyday.  To live to the absolute fullest and to never, ever take the one you love for granted.  This man I've married is my partner in all things.  He means everything to me.
Celebrating our 8 year anniversary in Maui.
He's the man who gives me his favorite sunglasses after I've lost two pairs of my own carelessly in the ocean the day before.

He knows all of my buttons, and he pushes them.

He says no, but when it's really important, he does it anyway.
Celebrating our 6th anniversary at the Big 4 concert in Indio.
He spoils me rotten.

He loves me unconditionally and believe me he's seen all of my ugly sides.

He spends too much time playing video games, and he yells at the tv when the Flyers aren't playing well.
Celebrating our 5th anniversary in Fort Lauderdale
He's a cranky traveler.

He's a homebody, which drives me mad, and makes me feel grateful all at once.

He makes the best tacos.
Celebrating ur 4th anniversary in Buffalo.
He appreciates me

He doesn't think I'm funny.

He puts the toilet seat down.
Our 2nd anniversary in Niagara Falls.
He has the most beautiful eyes.

He doesn't eat pickles or tomatoes which always means more of my favorite things.

He's hard on me, and he pushes me to be better.

Our wedding day, April 25, 2005
He let me turn him into a cat person.

He fights with me over the temperature in the house.

He is the only person who will ever be worth marrying.
Dar, our friend Chris and me the night we met, October 2003.
I love you Darren, happy anniversary week. 

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Menage a Trois

So last Friday I wrapped things up at our old corporate headquarters.  Wiping my hands of the place and having only one building to look after was a huge relief and definitely something to celebrate.  One of my vendors thought so too and was nice enough to give me a bottle of wine, Menage a Trois!  Do you think she was propositioning me???

I meant to call my brother but got my grandma by mistake today.  I cringed.  I love my grandma, but I so did not feel like talking.

The night before our housekeeper comes I make sure the washer and dryer are full of my clothes.  So bratty right.  God forbid poor D get his laundry done.

D's name is Darren.  I don't know why I've called him D for so long now.  The longer I blog, the more I want to share, but for some reason sharing his name at first wasn't something I wanted to do. 

I don't celebrate Easter and am not religious.

I've missed these confession posts!  Thank you Kathy for keeping me honest!

Monday, April 14, 2014

I'm Happy

I've been so full of emotions these past few weeks, but as the dust starts to settle and life resumes a modicum of normalcy, I'm left feeling sublimely happy.  This last month has tested me mentally, emotionally and personally.  I've been pushed, hard, and I've come out the other side way better for it.  Every ounce of effort worth it.  I've been moved to tears on more than one occasion this last week because I feel so grateful for the life I've created for myself.  I feel alive.  I feel calm, which is totally funny because things have been nothing but madness.  I hope this lasts forever.  I hope I can find a way to hold onto this positive state of mind. 

I spent the last three days away from the office enjoying some me time.  Geez has that been nice.  I feel so spoiled.

I made myself a delicious breakfast this morning and then FINALLY went and cut the bangs I've been talking about since January.  My gosh do I love them.  I feel so young!

I got a manicure and then went to the beach where I found this lovely little gem just waiting for me to pluck it from the sea.

I walked and I walked and then I got all sandy and wet and spent at least a half hour watching this little guy hunt.  I don't like birds unless they're birds at the beach, weird huh?

On Friday D met me for lunch and then surprised me with the new bedding I've been wanting (new sheets and all) so on Saturday and Sunday I spent the day in bed.  I had to QC the new goods right.  I watched an obscene amount of tv, picked up a few new things for Vegas (here and here) and then found myself drinking Rose by 3PM everyday.

The sun is shining.  I'm going to the gym tomorrow (wish me luck, I haven't been in almost a year) and it's a short work week.  What more could a girl want.   

I'm back in action full time now, which for me means 3-4 times a week so get use to seeing my face again.  Love to all.  XO

Monday, April 7, 2014

Good Morning Moon

It's just after 1:00a.m. and I can't sleep.  Probably has something to do with the fact that I went to bed at 8:00 tonight, last night it was 6:30.  Today's the big day.  We're finally moving into our new corporate headquarters and my mind is just racing.  I'm relieved, sad to see this project come to an end, proud, tired, tearful, cheerful.  Did I say tired.  We've worked as hard as we can to be as prepared as we can for the last year now and in six hours I'll show up to a brand new building with brand new furniture, in a great new location and people will question and complain about a million and one things.  All of which they'll expect me to have answers for.

As this project comes to an end I've spent a lot of time thinking about how I'm going to deal with the nit picking and endless chatter (not to mention the free time).  I've really put my hole heart into this.  I given up my weekends.  Worked long hours.  I've had sleepless nights.  Despite all of my givings inevitably someone, somewhere is going to be unhappy.  My greatest flaw, I tend to take it personally.  Yesterday though someone reminded me of something very important.  We can't control other people.  What I can control is the way I let someone make me feel.  When I show up to work this morning, if I let the negative chatter affect me, that's on me.  Sure it sucks that people don't think before they speak, that they may not be appreciative, but I know the impact I've had on this project and I am incredibly proud of the work that I've put in.  The people that matter, my bosses and their bosses and anyone who's had a role in this project know that I've done an amazing job.  That's what matters.

Something about realizing that for the millionth time has me feeling incredibly grateful.  So much so that the moon above literally lured me outside because it looked so beautiful.  Just an average moon on an average morning.  My husband in sleeping.  My cat sitting on the kitchen table.  The quiet house right now.  The humming of the computer.  The orange tulips I bought myself this morning.  I'm grateful for all of it.  Here's wishing you all find a little bit of grateful in your day today.  Happy Monday friends.  XO 

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

I'm So Skinny...

In real life, and in internet land people are always telling me how small or skinny I am.  I mean look at me.

It's all a facade my friends.  The right angle, the right clothes, a tummy slimming tank.

And before you ask, no, I am not pregnant.  That's my food baby.  This girl loves her carbs.  I'd show you my thicker than I'd like thighs too but I haven't shaved this week.  The next time you go thinking that you're a "heavier" than the girl next to you, just keep in mind she probably looks like this underneath it all.

Short and sweet this week guys.  Miss you all but I'm hanging by a thread here with the move so until next time.  XO

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