Still Going Strong

Last month, May 7th to be exact, my husband and I celebrated one year of marriage. One whole year of being married. Tradition wise this meant it was time to bust out the frozen wedding cake, which my father-in-law graciously brought back all the way from Florida. And hey guess what else, it means we get a special wedding gift: Paper! (The cake was actually pretty delicious. At least for a day anyway.)

After a year I have certainly learned a lot about more about what marriage means. Marriage means:

  • Having a nightly tug of war with the covers and insisting that the other person is a bed hog.
  • Leaving that last little bit of toilet paper on the roll so you don’t have to be the one who has to go all the way downstairs to replace it.
  • Pretending that the trashcan isn’t overflowing, hoping the other one will cave and take the trash out.
  • Constantly trying to figure out where to eat or what to have for dinner.
  • Always fighting over which movie or tv show to watch.
  • Constantly having to find things in plain sight because my husband has male blindness.
  • Hiding all delivered packages in your closet before your husband gets home so he doesn’t freak about you spending more money on “things you don’t need” (btw I always need more clothes)
  • Trading in late nights out at the bar for staying in and watching a movie and falling asleep before it’s over.

Hilarious I know, but really all joking aside our first year of marriage was pretty great. We have made so many great memories and who knows what the next few years hold for us.

-L

 

Latest Adventure

Last week my husband and I took a nice trip to Washington DC to see the sights and spend some time with my mother’s side of the family.

When we found out my husband had a two day Audiology conference in DC we thought why not and decided to make it a week long vacay. Tom has never been and I haven’t been since I was in high school. So we packed a suitcase, sent the fur babies off to grandma and grandpas, and set off. The trip was even more fun (or stressful, depening on how you look at it) because my sister and parents decided to join in the fun.

We spent the first 3 days of our trip exploring they many sights. We went to multiple museums, visited the memorials, got a private tour of the capital, and saw The Changing of the Guard at Arlington Cemetery.  We also ate at some well known restaurants including Momofuko, Old Ebbitt Grill, The Tombs, and The Hamilton. On our last night in the city my husband, sister and I went to Georgetown to check out the exorcist step and house that were in the movie The Exorcist released in 1973. We also ate in The Tombs restaurant/bar which also appeared in the movie.

For the last few days of our visit we went to Huntingtown Maryland and stayed with my cousins. We spent the time relaxing, eating crabs, smoking ribs, and watching movies.

All in all it was a great trip and I look forward to going back again soon. Here are some pics from the trip:

Spring Awakening

Today I woke up and after checking all necessary social media outlets, realized the today is the first day of SPRING! Of course I am excited because it means summer is just around the corner, but from where I was laying it looked like another cloudy, grey (probably cold) winter day.

In fact, the only way I could tell that spring was on the way is by the crumpled roll of toilet paper I’ve been sleeping with the past few nights because my nose won’t stop running. (Don’t judge, we are out of tissue. Besides a roll of tp is a lot softer than rolling over on a box of Kleenex). With the onset of spring my allergies come out in full force!

After dragging myself out of bed and grabbing my vital cup of coffee (very important because without coffee I am unable to be a fully functioning human) I was surprised to find that it actually was not too bad out. I would even go so far as to say it was almost warm outside. Still grey, but temperature wise, pretty good. Unfortunately, I have this thing called a job so I was chained to my computer for most of the day. (Jobs just ruin everything don’t they.)

Thankfully, late in the afternoon I was able to get away for a quick walk! Also, I did get to spend about 20 minutes outside in my backyard while I scooped up a winter’s worth of dog poo. (What a treat I know!)

Happy spring everyone! I for one can’t wait to spend much more time outside before the next winter hell comes around.

L

 

Wine Not??!

Between the ongoing cold weather, the holidays and multiple family commitments, as well as my recent run in with the plague (aka pneumonia) I decided it was time to have a little fun before I went completely insane. So in order to save my mental health I decided to have a ladies wine tasting party because you know, wine not? (haha see what I did there).

Why a wine party you ask? Well, I like wine (a lot). Pair that with cheese, sliced meats, olives, and girl gossip and you’ve got yourself an amazing time. Also, I thought having a wine tasting would make things a little more interesting  (Besides a wine tasting is classy and makes it completely acceptable to drink multiple bottles of wine on a Saturday afternoon. Apparently, if you just sit around your house alone enjoying a nice bottle of Cabernet  you’re an alcoholic).

I decided to go with a blind wine tasting and throw in a prize at the end for the person who brought the most popular wine. Here is how a blind tasting works:

  1. Have everyone bring two bottles of the same wine pre-wrapped in a brown paper bag. Make sure the wine is wrapped before the guests arrive because you don’t want to know who brought what.
  2. When the guests arrive one of the bottles gets a number and the other bottle get set to the side.
  3. Start with number one and go through tasting each wine until you have tasted them all. I had my guests rinse out their glasses in between each tasting so that they wouldn’t be mixing wines. (Ultimately, I would have loved to provide each guest with a separate glass for each tasting, but I don’t have that many wine glasses).
  4. I provided my guests with a wine tasting sheet I found on Pinterest so that they could rate each wine and mark down any notes.
  5. When everyone was done tasting we compiled the ratings and the person who had the most popular wine won all the second bottles of wine. (I KNOW!! What a prize) They can take the bottles home or in our case we popped open some more and continued on with the party.
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Apps Galore!

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Lovely Ladies

It was a great time with some of my favorite ladies and would totally do it again. So, if you’re in the mood for a little fun try hosting a wine party. Pick up some wine, throw together some yummy snacks, and invite some of your ladies. (The best part, when you host you don’t have to drive home!)

L

 

Love is in the Air

I hope that everyone had a wonderful Valentine’s Day! My husband and I stayed home, cooked a nice steak dinner, and watched a movie. However, other than the 30 minute convo about what jobs the wizards in Harry Potter have and who else beside Mr. Filch takes care of Hogwarts, our night was a pretty typical Tuesday. (We were watching “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” and all sorts of random questions always seem to come up from my husband. Apparently the castle is way too big for one care taker and he for some reason is dying to know how the other wizards, the ones that aren’t professors or students, get their money).

Don’t get all mad at me for saying this, but to me Valentine’s Day is a little overrated. I’m not trying to be a Debbie Downer, but to be completely honest I don’t really need one day dedicated to telling my sweetie how much he means to me. Go ahead and judge me if you must, but my husband and I show each other love every day, I don’t need a Hallmark holiday filled with candy and cards to do it for me. Also, I’m not really the lovey, dovey type who swoons over super romantic nights. (Just give me a large pizza and a bottle of wine and I am yours forever)!

Now that you fully hate me and may be accusing me of hating love. Let me just say that getting flowers out of the blue for no reason is much more romantic to me than roses on a predetermined holiday. Isn’t it more romantic and thoughtful to get flowers randomly because they were just thinking about you? (Who knows, maybe it’s just me?)

Sure in grade school it is fun to exchange cards and it was always nice getting a carnation from a secret admirer, but I guess it’s just one of those holidays that doesn’t have much meaning to me anymore. It’s not like it’s Saint Patrick’s Day, where everyone celebrates by drinking and dying things green. (Any holiday centered on drinking is a holiday I can get behind! haha) But really, all joking aside my husband and I choose to show each other every day by the things we do for one another. I make his lunch every night, he takes out the trash, he clears my car when it snows, and I make sure that he has clean clothes. There are many many ways we show each other love and its not a box of chocolates.

BTW I am not a complete bitch. I did make Valentine’s Day cupcakes for the office.

L

 

 

The Post Christmas Plague

Happy 2017 everyone! I hope that everyone’s year has gotten off to a wonderful start. The end of 2016 and the beginning of my 2017 was definitely interesting, but so far things are going great! In my last post I promised that I would tell you all about my lovely post Christmas ER visit. So without further adieu, here you go:

First I should mention that I do not like urgent care, I am not a fan of the doctor, and really really hate the emergency room. I will go to the doctor for yearly check ups, but unless my head is falling off you will have to drag me to any other medical visit kicking and screaming.

A little over a week before Christmas I was sick (shocking I know). I had the nasty cough, body aches, chills, hot flashes; the whole nine yards. However, after a couple of days of being flat out on my back I was feeling a lot better. The cough had other plans though and decided to stick around. On Christmas Eve and Christmas it decided to rear its ugly head causing me to throw up because I was coughing so hard. My husband insisted I go to urgent care, but since I didn’t feel sick and it was just a cough I refused. (I’m super stubborn or just a real pain in the ass. My husband is so lucky).

Anyway, the day after Christmas I got up to go to an early chiropractic appointment and my husband got up to take me. I should have known something was up, because there was no reason for him to drive me 15 min to a 5 min appointment. After my back and neck were once again semi functioning properly (I think all the coughing pulled some muscles) the sneak drove me straight to urgent care. I was not pleased, but he insisted he was worried so in we went where we sat for over an hour to see a doctor. To top off the long wait time I had to wear one of those super sexy masks because I was coughing. It was really hot and fogged up my glasses when I would breath.

When we finally got into see the doctor all hell broke loose because my blood pressure was really high and apparently that’s a BIG deal. Three different nurses and the doctor ended up taking my bloods pressure. They also switched machines and did it manually about 4 times. The doctor determined that I had bronchitis, but because my blood pressure was so high he said he would let me leave (at this point I was seething at Tom. I was starving and now super anxious). The doctor then asked why my blood pressure was high and what I was so anxious about. (Well thanks genius, ask a super anxious women why she is freaking out after you scare the crap out of her and tell her she can’t leave. That always works with someone who has anxiety)

After all that nonsense he gives me a breathing treatment, which unbeknownst to me had epinephrine in it and cause me to shake uncontrollably and freak out anymore. Finally, hours later, they gave me some blood pressure medication, a pain pill for my chest, an Ativan to calm me the fuck down and sent me home with instruction to go to the ER if my blood pressure didn’t go down. (Yeah fucking right. After that hell I just went through you think I am going to be all willing to hit up the ER). Once we got home my husband put me to bed, where I immediately passed out, and then the plotting began.

Knowing full well that I wasn’t going to willing go to the ER, while I was sleeping, my husband packed me a bag and arranged for someone to pick up the dogs. Once he was ready he woke me up and said that if I didn’t get in the car my brother in-law was going to call the ambulance. That would have been humiliating, not to mention expensive, so I got in the car.

I do have to say that the hospital was much faster, but the whole being stuck with needles multiple times was not my idea of fun. I am not ashamed to say that I cried every time they had to draw blood or insert an IV. Oh, I also accidentally spilled a whole water bottle on the intake desk while checking in. After x-rays, EKG’s, and multiple blood tests I was diagnosed with pneumonia, bronchitis, and once again high blood pressure. Everything else came back normal. They gave me a nice cocktail of meds and I got to watch TV while they waited for them to kick in. Once my blood pressure started going down I was released with strict instructions to stay on bed rest and follow up with my primary care to get this whole blood pressure shit straightened out.

Let me tell you, if you think the idea of bed rest sounds fun, you are wrong. After a couple of days you are so bored. I watched a lot of random TV and I couldn’t read because with the narco they had me on I couldn’t remember the sentence I just read. I would end up reading the same sentence over and over. In fact, I couldn’t remember shit. Other fun side effects, included:

  • I had to write down when I took my meds because I had no idea if I had taken them
  • When I tried to do laundry I ended up shrinking a few of my sweaters because I had no clue what was going on
  • I wasn’t able to drive because god knows where I would have ended up
  • Sometimes the sentences that came out of my mouth made no sense
  • Pretty sure I watched some movies, but no idea which ones

Doesn’t it sound like a fun two weeks! Thankfully I am much better now and slowly getting back into my normal routine. Although, it did take like a week to get the Christmas decor put away because I would get so worn out doing any little task that I would have to go lay down.

With the new year I am making changes to make sure I am healthier and happier. I don’t really want to stroke out because my blood pressure is too high. (Not really funny, but you have to stay in good spirits, right?)

Until Later!

L

We Survived Christmas (Kind Of)

My husband and I were pretty much completely crazy when we decided to host Christmas this year.

That’s right, my parents, sister, granny, and her grumpy husband made their way to Crystal Lake to engage in all the Christmas merriment. I mean nothing was bound to go wrong, right? Put a bunch of people, who don’t normally get along, in a house together for a week. Then throw in some alcohol and boom, all unresolved issues from the past quickly make an appearance. (What isn’t fun about that)?

The fun filled week started with my grandmother arriving and not having a hotel reservation. Basically she ignored the number I sent her for the hotel right next to my house and looked up a Holiday Inn. However, since she is not familiar with the area we think she made the reservation at some hotel in the middle of Indiana. (Yep, you heard that correctly). What followed was a afternoon adventure to 4 different hotels where she tried to find her reservation and then ended at the hotel I originally gave her where she finally booked a room. After the whole hotel room shuffle we came back to my house to relax and while unloading the car my grandma’s husband decided to pee in my back yard. (Apparently our restroom isn’t adequate).

The next day my parents and sister arrived with a car full of stuff my mother unloaded on us and their two dogs. After being in the car for 8 hours you can imagine that everyone, including the dogs, were in a fantastic mood. The first thing my mother dog did was come up to our bedroom and pee on the floor. What a welcome indeed!

Despite all the bickering and various puppy puddles around the house. Christmas was very nice. On Christmas Eve my sister smoked 4 chickens and served them with homemade mac and cheese, salad, asparagus, carrots, and jalapeno corn bread muffins. (Hello food coma)! After opening presents we went to Tom’s parent’s house for Christmas dinner and a night full of board games.

All and all it was a great Christmas. Well, until I ended up in the ER with pneumonia, bronchitis, and high blood pressure the next day…. but I will save that for my next post.

Hope everyone had a great Christmas and happy 2017! This is going to be a great year!

L