Here is a conversation that played out last night:
AHB: "Well that was just the best damn dinner we have had in weeks."
(We decided to make chili. He took over the process and made Grandma Jean's chili, and we also had grilled cheese on this awesome dill bread we bought from the Great Pumpkin Patch. Also his idea.)
Me: "That was very good."
Me: "But, are you implying that every dinner I have made in the last two weeks do not add up to this dinner you prepared?"
AHB: "What."
Me: "You said that was the best damn dinner we have had in Weeks. I do most of the food prep, but you think this one is the best? Implying that mine have not been worth it."
AHB: "When you get $100,000 every day for weeks, and then one day you get $1,000,000 you are really thankful for the $1,000,000 but you still love the $100,000, right? The $100,000 is still awesome."
Me: "Touche."
Thank you Jesus, for your parable.
That is why we are getting married.
Annnnnd, it was the best damn dinner we have had in weeks. ;o)
mmp
Sunny North Carolina in October 2010
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Little Man
This is "Little Man". (Also pictured is "Little Girl") They are TINY. Maybe a few centimeters.
This little guy lives in my pajama pant pocket. The right one. He has been there for a few months now. For no particular reason except he kept falling out of this little bag he came in, and one day I picked him up and put him in my pocket and there he has stayed. He came as a part of this little gift from my boss after AHB and I got engaged. I think it is a game you play with your bridesmaids at a shower or sometime before the wedding. You place these little people in a cake, and it has similar qualities of a Mardi Gras King Cake. Anyhow, "Little Man" is a metal groom who lives in my pocket.
I realize this is bizarre.
Moving on....
AHB and I are getting married. Really soon. I have such a flood of emotions running around in my head that I can't type enough to keep up. I feel like every last minute is planned and organized by whom we need to meet with, what check we need to write, or what we still need to create. And we have to work at our professional jobs, too. ;o)
Yesterday we celebrated the fact that it was still 70 degrees in late October, and we headed to the Great Pumpkin Patch with friends. We explored quite a bit.
We bought a few mums for the front window of our apartment, and in the process of putting the mums in, we had to get rid of the flowers we planted as we moved in. And, then I got to thinking about how fast time has flown since we planted these flowers.
This was when we first moved in early June. We were still 5 months away from the wedding, and we didn't even know if these plants would take in this crappy soil that had gone untouched for a very long time. (Who plans flowers in a university owned apartment complex!?)
And although it looks over grown, look how big these plants are! They were much prettier when they were all in bloom. :)
Amazing what 5 months can do.
Rewind to last night.
We pack up to go to bed, and I turn the lights off and reach into my right pocket. No Little Man. This has happened before. Sometimes, as one would imagine, the little metal groom gets lost in the change of pants process.
Me: "Little Man" is gone.
AHB: "Oh, God. Well, you need to take better care of him."
Me: "I know. But he likes it in my pocket."
AHB: "You know this is going to keep happening."
This morning "Little Man" is not on the floor of the bathroom, nor does he catch my eye anywhere else.
Me: "Did you find "Little Man?"
AHB: "No."
Tonight I came home, and am feeling so excited and full of joy. I give AHB a huge hug, and as he is folding laundry I get ready to make dinner. I put on my pajama pants, and realize "Little Man" is still missing.
Me: "Have you seen Little Man?"
AHB: "No, you have to take better care of him."
Me: "He's got to be here somewhere."
AHB: "He isn't in the bathroom. I don't know why you keep him in your pocket."
Me: "He's a groom, and I am keeping him safe."
AHB came over to help me reach a roasting dish for dinner off the top shelf, and when I went to pick it up I looked down and there was "Little Man" on the kitchen counter.
Me: "You DID find him! You ALWAYS find him!"
AHB: "Because I picked up your blanket you were covered with on the couch last night, (That you didn't pick up) and he was buried under it almost getting lost in the couch."
Me: "I knew you would find him."
And it was that moment that I realized the last 5 months weren't just good for the plants. They have been great for my soul. (And his)
I looked at that man (the one I am going to marry, not the little metal one) and thought that these are easily some of the happiest moments of my life. Even if I am not always making his life easier, I mean, for goodness sakes - I give him twice as much to clean up after! I know we are so happy together.
Me: "Right, AHB?" (I yell from the other room...)
AHB: "What?"
Me: "Isn't that right?"
AHB: "I just can't agree to that."
;o)
mmp
PS: I gave "Little Girl" to AHB tonight and told him to keep her in his pocket.
This little guy lives in my pajama pant pocket. The right one. He has been there for a few months now. For no particular reason except he kept falling out of this little bag he came in, and one day I picked him up and put him in my pocket and there he has stayed. He came as a part of this little gift from my boss after AHB and I got engaged. I think it is a game you play with your bridesmaids at a shower or sometime before the wedding. You place these little people in a cake, and it has similar qualities of a Mardi Gras King Cake. Anyhow, "Little Man" is a metal groom who lives in my pocket.
I realize this is bizarre.
Moving on....
AHB and I are getting married. Really soon. I have such a flood of emotions running around in my head that I can't type enough to keep up. I feel like every last minute is planned and organized by whom we need to meet with, what check we need to write, or what we still need to create. And we have to work at our professional jobs, too. ;o)
Yesterday we celebrated the fact that it was still 70 degrees in late October, and we headed to the Great Pumpkin Patch with friends. We explored quite a bit.
We bought a few mums for the front window of our apartment, and in the process of putting the mums in, we had to get rid of the flowers we planted as we moved in. And, then I got to thinking about how fast time has flown since we planted these flowers.
This was when we first moved in early June. We were still 5 months away from the wedding, and we didn't even know if these plants would take in this crappy soil that had gone untouched for a very long time. (Who plans flowers in a university owned apartment complex!?)
And although it looks over grown, look how big these plants are! They were much prettier when they were all in bloom. :)
Amazing what 5 months can do.
Rewind to last night.
We pack up to go to bed, and I turn the lights off and reach into my right pocket. No Little Man. This has happened before. Sometimes, as one would imagine, the little metal groom gets lost in the change of pants process.
Me: "Little Man" is gone.
AHB: "Oh, God. Well, you need to take better care of him."
Me: "I know. But he likes it in my pocket."
AHB: "You know this is going to keep happening."
This morning "Little Man" is not on the floor of the bathroom, nor does he catch my eye anywhere else.
Me: "Did you find "Little Man?"
AHB: "No."
Tonight I came home, and am feeling so excited and full of joy. I give AHB a huge hug, and as he is folding laundry I get ready to make dinner. I put on my pajama pants, and realize "Little Man" is still missing.
Me: "Have you seen Little Man?"
AHB: "No, you have to take better care of him."
Me: "He's got to be here somewhere."
AHB: "He isn't in the bathroom. I don't know why you keep him in your pocket."
Me: "He's a groom, and I am keeping him safe."
AHB came over to help me reach a roasting dish for dinner off the top shelf, and when I went to pick it up I looked down and there was "Little Man" on the kitchen counter.
Me: "You DID find him! You ALWAYS find him!"
AHB: "Because I picked up your blanket you were covered with on the couch last night, (That you didn't pick up) and he was buried under it almost getting lost in the couch."
Me: "I knew you would find him."
And it was that moment that I realized the last 5 months weren't just good for the plants. They have been great for my soul. (And his)
I looked at that man (the one I am going to marry, not the little metal one) and thought that these are easily some of the happiest moments of my life. Even if I am not always making his life easier, I mean, for goodness sakes - I give him twice as much to clean up after! I know we are so happy together.
Me: "Right, AHB?" (I yell from the other room...)
AHB: "What?"
Me: "Isn't that right?"
AHB: "I just can't agree to that."
;o)
mmp
PS: I gave "Little Girl" to AHB tonight and told him to keep her in his pocket.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Glamor Shots of Apple and Olive: Take 563. Action.
I don't know what I was thinking.
When I mentioned to AHB that I thought it would be fun to incorporate our (his) lovely pups into the wedding in this highly fun and creative way, he should have scoffed. And knowing him, he might have. I don't honestly remember.
I remember when I mentioned it he game me the "eye-brows-raised-nodding-of-the-head" approval mark - so we were a "Go!"
Fast forward to two weeks before we get married (!!!) and we are outside on a lovely fall days trying to capture a decent picture to use at this wedding of ours and I am having serious doubts. Not about us getting married. More about this glamor shots idea. But, it is far too late to change my mind. So there we were. Kneeling on rocks. (Ouch) Well, me kneeling, him sitting. (Did I mention he threw his back out this week??) Trying to get not one, but two puppies to look at the camera at the same time.
Or, at least in the direction of the camera for .2 seconds just to I can snap it and be done. This process lasted a very long time. Or, at least it seemed that way. And then when we got about 3/4 of the way finished - my camera (Which I did not charge) died. Dead.
I look at him. He looks at me. I look at the dogs, (that have at least sat down because of pure exhaustion) and I want to throw something. Not a dog. Not my camera. Not AHB. But, maybe anything else I can get my hands on.
My sister, who works at a pre-school, has taught AHB and I a very important phrase that we now have incorporated into our vernacular: "Go rest your body." At the pre- school she works at, the teachers can not tell the students to take a "Time Out" because they were being naughty. They have to go "Rest their Body" and make better choices with their actions. Hilarious. So, AHB has told me to go "Rest my Body" a few different times this week. I think he even mumbled it under his breath as we were walking into the house (he walking/hobbling, me stomping) with the dogs in tow. We needed to charge my camera to finish the "Shoot" and be done. I mean, to put it in perspective for you, I had dirt and rock dust all over my pants from kneeling/sitting/moving on the ground. When my clean-freak fiance tried to be cute and dust off my pants (Because he was either trying to help, or trying to cause less mess on our furniture) I glared and told him "Don't touch me." Something you will never hear me utter on a normal basis - "Ms. I-love-to-be-touched."
Looking back on this, I know we had a good ending. I mean, the camera charged. We finished the photos, and we moved a long our merry way. I tell you this story because when you come to the wedding, I want you to get a kick out of these photos. I want you to appreciate the pain and time spent on these - and have a drink for us. :) I think you will laugh. We did as we went back through them. But, good God, the next time I get an idea like this - someone stop me.
:) mmp
When I mentioned to AHB that I thought it would be fun to incorporate our (his) lovely pups into the wedding in this highly fun and creative way, he should have scoffed. And knowing him, he might have. I don't honestly remember.
I remember when I mentioned it he game me the "eye-brows-raised-nodding-of-the-head" approval mark - so we were a "Go!"
Fast forward to two weeks before we get married (!!!) and we are outside on a lovely fall days trying to capture a decent picture to use at this wedding of ours and I am having serious doubts. Not about us getting married. More about this glamor shots idea. But, it is far too late to change my mind. So there we were. Kneeling on rocks. (Ouch) Well, me kneeling, him sitting. (Did I mention he threw his back out this week??) Trying to get not one, but two puppies to look at the camera at the same time.
Or, at least in the direction of the camera for .2 seconds just to I can snap it and be done. This process lasted a very long time. Or, at least it seemed that way. And then when we got about 3/4 of the way finished - my camera (Which I did not charge) died. Dead.
I look at him. He looks at me. I look at the dogs, (that have at least sat down because of pure exhaustion) and I want to throw something. Not a dog. Not my camera. Not AHB. But, maybe anything else I can get my hands on.
My sister, who works at a pre-school, has taught AHB and I a very important phrase that we now have incorporated into our vernacular: "Go rest your body." At the pre- school she works at, the teachers can not tell the students to take a "Time Out" because they were being naughty. They have to go "Rest their Body" and make better choices with their actions. Hilarious. So, AHB has told me to go "Rest my Body" a few different times this week. I think he even mumbled it under his breath as we were walking into the house (he walking/hobbling, me stomping) with the dogs in tow. We needed to charge my camera to finish the "Shoot" and be done. I mean, to put it in perspective for you, I had dirt and rock dust all over my pants from kneeling/sitting/moving on the ground. When my clean-freak fiance tried to be cute and dust off my pants (Because he was either trying to help, or trying to cause less mess on our furniture) I glared and told him "Don't touch me." Something you will never hear me utter on a normal basis - "Ms. I-love-to-be-touched."
Looking back on this, I know we had a good ending. I mean, the camera charged. We finished the photos, and we moved a long our merry way. I tell you this story because when you come to the wedding, I want you to get a kick out of these photos. I want you to appreciate the pain and time spent on these - and have a drink for us. :) I think you will laugh. We did as we went back through them. But, good God, the next time I get an idea like this - someone stop me.
:) mmp
Thursday, October 20, 2011
The Unbachelorette and Unbachelor Party Weekend
My friend and colleague Danielle asked me if I was having a bachelorette party a few weeks ago.
"Sort of," I replied. "AHB and I are going up to Chicago in a few weeks with my sisters, Dan, Aaron, Rickey, and Scott. We're going to do fun things up there as a celebration of getting married."
Danielle: "You're going to have your bachelorette party with your husband-to-be?"
Me: "Well, I mean, it's not REALLY a bachelorette party. More like a very merry UN-bachelorette party."
Danielle: "Woah, Molly, you are a party animal. Don't go getting too wild."
And we both laugh, because we know that I'm not exactly one to be wild and crazy in regards to "going out".
We had a fun time in Chicago with some of the best people I know. AHB was a TROOPER.
When the Pawsey girls take Chicago, they take it by storm.
When they take Chicago with one Rickey Spivey, Aaron Copley and Dan Stuby...they desimate the place. AHB- whoes favorite city is NOT Chicago- said he had a good time. I do believe him. But, when he was practically falling asleep on the L-train, I knew we probabily should call it a night. :)
Friday night we droveto Lisle and had dinner and drinks at Dan's apartment. A special thanks to Katie and Anna to arrived 2 hours before AHB, Scott and I...and for CLEANING Dan's apartment better than it's been cleaned in a long while. :)
Saturday we got up early and drove into the city to meet up at Rickey's Apartment. (Half slept at Dan's half at Rickey's) We had breakfast (YUM!) at EATT and then spent the majority of the day exploring "Open House Chicago" a free self guided tour of some of the "off limits" places to the general public. We saw many great things - my favorite being the Tribune Building offices. (This is also the place that we feared Dan and Scott getting arrested because they decided to go off exploring on their own.)
We were almost the spokes people for the new FIAT car line. I don't know what it is with me and car representation. :) Rickey even said the line, "Hey, I did work for Ford, I can do work for FIAT." :)
(If you don't know, Aaron, Rickey and I were in a national competition to win a Ford Fusion in 2009.)
The night consisted of Howl at the Moon piano bar & this little sports bar somewhere in the city. Note to readers: Katie and a thimble full of alcohol do not mix. :)
Thanks to Beth, and the awesome flip-video shower gift, we were able to capture some of the better moments on film. :)
As soon as I figure out how to load them- I will! :)
Love, mmp
"Sort of," I replied. "AHB and I are going up to Chicago in a few weeks with my sisters, Dan, Aaron, Rickey, and Scott. We're going to do fun things up there as a celebration of getting married."
Danielle: "You're going to have your bachelorette party with your husband-to-be?"
Me: "Well, I mean, it's not REALLY a bachelorette party. More like a very merry UN-bachelorette party."
Danielle: "Woah, Molly, you are a party animal. Don't go getting too wild."
And we both laugh, because we know that I'm not exactly one to be wild and crazy in regards to "going out".
We had a fun time in Chicago with some of the best people I know. AHB was a TROOPER.
When the Pawsey girls take Chicago, they take it by storm.
When they take Chicago with one Rickey Spivey, Aaron Copley and Dan Stuby...they desimate the place. AHB- whoes favorite city is NOT Chicago- said he had a good time. I do believe him. But, when he was practically falling asleep on the L-train, I knew we probabily should call it a night. :)
Friday night we droveto Lisle and had dinner and drinks at Dan's apartment. A special thanks to Katie and Anna to arrived 2 hours before AHB, Scott and I...and for CLEANING Dan's apartment better than it's been cleaned in a long while. :)
Saturday we got up early and drove into the city to meet up at Rickey's Apartment. (Half slept at Dan's half at Rickey's) We had breakfast (YUM!) at EATT and then spent the majority of the day exploring "Open House Chicago" a free self guided tour of some of the "off limits" places to the general public. We saw many great things - my favorite being the Tribune Building offices. (This is also the place that we feared Dan and Scott getting arrested because they decided to go off exploring on their own.)
We were almost the spokes people for the new FIAT car line. I don't know what it is with me and car representation. :) Rickey even said the line, "Hey, I did work for Ford, I can do work for FIAT." :)
(If you don't know, Aaron, Rickey and I were in a national competition to win a Ford Fusion in 2009.)
The night consisted of Howl at the Moon piano bar & this little sports bar somewhere in the city. Note to readers: Katie and a thimble full of alcohol do not mix. :)
Thanks to Beth, and the awesome flip-video shower gift, we were able to capture some of the better moments on film. :)
As soon as I figure out how to load them- I will! :)
Love, mmp
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Love at First Growl
When Ellen (the woman who shoves dogs into celilings) and Raphaella (my supervisor) said they wanted to throw AHB and I a themed shower for both men and women I was more than worried.
It wasn't the "men and women" part that made me nervous - as previously established - I have a lot of male friends. And it would be fun for AHB to witness what a shower is like. Men just miss out on this experience!
I was more worried about the theme. They also mentioned it was nothing you would find in our registry....so a nice "bathroom essentials" theme was out.
These are the same people who are trying to urge me to have a boudoir session before we get married. Apparently this is really popular amongst today's brides. If you don't know what a boudoir session is, basically it is when you get bedroom photos taken in questionable attire for your future husband. You can google it. I mean, some of it is really lovely. But, there is no way in heaven or hell that would be something I would do. Absolutely Not. So, as you can imagine, I was a bit worried about their secret nature when planning this shower - and the theme idea about did me under.
When they showed me the invitations, the title on the front was "Love at First Growl." (They like to combine our name into BearPaw (Berry Pawsey)...growl...) The theme ended up being Savannah - where we are going on our Honeymoon! Although, it could still get a bit spicy, we were really excited.
My favorite comment came from our friend Sarah LIdy who asked me a few days before the shower:
Sarah: "So, a themed Savannah shower?"
Me: "Yep."
Sarah:"What is it with you Residence Life people and your damn themes for EVERYTHING? We're getting you a gift card."
:) That is why we love the Lidy family. :)
Thanks to Ellen and Ralph for a GREAT shower. We had so much fun - as did many of the men who had never experienced a real shower before. Food was delicious, games were REALLY fun, (AHB, Dan, Eric, and the men won...I am not sure if any women won!! They all swept their first shower experience!)
and the gifts were mostly appropriate! All in all, a good day! :)
Highlights: Kel, Scott, and Dan all pointing out the "hickey like burn" on my neck within the first few minutes of them seeing me - I swear I burned my neck getting ready for church! The BearPaw cookies on a stick, the shoe game Ellen made up, and the creative and fun gifts around the Savannah theme.
Here are some photos from the event:
Ellen put us back to back and had us answer questions by rasising shoes.
"Who will want kids first?"
"Who will clean the house?"
"Who will take out the trash?"
We each had one of our own shoes, and one of the other person's shoes. So fun.
Pictionary was divided into groups of men and women. We were neck and neck and it came down to the tie-breaker between AHB and I. First to guess correctly took the game. Sadly the men won!
:o)
Ellen's gift is the one where we are both looking quite speechless. Haha.
Also, I can't forget to say thanks to 3 of our groomsmen for coming to stay the weekend with us. It has been way to long!
Can't wait to be married!
mmp
It wasn't the "men and women" part that made me nervous - as previously established - I have a lot of male friends. And it would be fun for AHB to witness what a shower is like. Men just miss out on this experience!
I was more worried about the theme. They also mentioned it was nothing you would find in our registry....so a nice "bathroom essentials" theme was out.
These are the same people who are trying to urge me to have a boudoir session before we get married. Apparently this is really popular amongst today's brides. If you don't know what a boudoir session is, basically it is when you get bedroom photos taken in questionable attire for your future husband. You can google it. I mean, some of it is really lovely. But, there is no way in heaven or hell that would be something I would do. Absolutely Not. So, as you can imagine, I was a bit worried about their secret nature when planning this shower - and the theme idea about did me under.
When they showed me the invitations, the title on the front was "Love at First Growl." (They like to combine our name into BearPaw (Berry Pawsey)...growl...) The theme ended up being Savannah - where we are going on our Honeymoon! Although, it could still get a bit spicy, we were really excited.
My favorite comment came from our friend Sarah LIdy who asked me a few days before the shower:
Sarah: "So, a themed Savannah shower?"
Me: "Yep."
Sarah:"What is it with you Residence Life people and your damn themes for EVERYTHING? We're getting you a gift card."
:) That is why we love the Lidy family. :)
Thanks to Ellen and Ralph for a GREAT shower. We had so much fun - as did many of the men who had never experienced a real shower before. Food was delicious, games were REALLY fun, (AHB, Dan, Eric, and the men won...I am not sure if any women won!! They all swept their first shower experience!)
and the gifts were mostly appropriate! All in all, a good day! :)
Highlights: Kel, Scott, and Dan all pointing out the "hickey like burn" on my neck within the first few minutes of them seeing me - I swear I burned my neck getting ready for church! The BearPaw cookies on a stick, the shoe game Ellen made up, and the creative and fun gifts around the Savannah theme.
Here are some photos from the event:
Ellen put us back to back and had us answer questions by rasising shoes.
"Who will want kids first?"
"Who will clean the house?"
"Who will take out the trash?"
We each had one of our own shoes, and one of the other person's shoes. So fun.
Pictionary was divided into groups of men and women. We were neck and neck and it came down to the tie-breaker between AHB and I. First to guess correctly took the game. Sadly the men won!
:o)
Ellen's gift is the one where we are both looking quite speechless. Haha.
Also, I can't forget to say thanks to 3 of our groomsmen for coming to stay the weekend with us. It has been way to long!
Can't wait to be married!
mmp
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Red Pen
I can still remember the time I had to write a press release for class in college. I was only a freshman and was taking a class where I had to develop a marketing campaign and do a brief press release for the campaign. When it came back all torn apart and covered in red pen I was offended. A little. You have to understand that my personality trait takes things personally. I can't say I am proud of this - but it is truth. I've temperted it over the years, learned to be better at accepting constructive criticism, and umderstand that my writing style is what I like to call "free flowing." :) My 18 year old self was just mad. My 28 year old self understands that I need to be a better proof reader, and that I will never be someone who is really picky about grammar or spelling.
(When AHB and I first started dating I went to China for 2 weeks right at the begining of our relationship. We had about a week or so together and then had nothing but e-mail communication for two weeks. Every day I looked forward to his e-mails.) In one of our first e-mails I stated the things that we could possibly fight about. One of the things I stated was me not being a good speller. Of course, he had a solution for every aspect, and his come back for my poor spelling was that he was an EXCELLENT speller. In fact, he was a spelling bee champion! Fast forward to last Thursday and Friday...
AHB and I have been working on our program. Well...what I mean by this is that I have been creating it, and every night we sit down and take a look at a hard copy and he makes corrections. Correction after correction. It's practically like he takes every red pen he has ever found and scribbles all over it. Shoot, maybe he just does it for the heck of it. Here were some of his comments:
"The coloring looks different on this dot, than it does on this dot."
"The spacing between this letter is weird."
"I think the graphic needs to be a bit bigger."
"I think this needs italics, and this one doesn't."
"Bigger, smaller, closer, farther..."
Goodness. It's like a piece of me died. Ha. And I recognized it was happening, but what was I to say?
"AHB, I want you to be involved in this process, but I hate that this is happening."
"AHB, I want to kill you and your red pen."
No, none of these options were appropriate.
So I just got quiet. And then we finished, and I agreed to make the corrections. But, later that night he asked me why I was mad. (uh oh) And I said I wasn't - which was the truth. I wasn't mad, I just wanted to kill him. :) Him and his red pen.
I went to work the next day and made some of the corrections over lunch and sent him the document at work. And after a few e-mails back and forth, about other corrections he noticed, I was feeling about the same as the night before. One of my e-mails just said, "I hate you." His response was, "You still have 29 days to change your mind!"
Then my office phone rang.
AHB: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Working."
AHB: "So, I thought I would just call since it would be easier to adjust just a few TINY things over the phone rather than by e-mail..."
Me: (Silence) (Which makes a phone conversation difficult.) "Great."
AHB: "I mean, it looks really good, it's a nice program, I just see a few tiny things..."
Me: "Right, ok what..."
AHB continues to speak for a bit. I can't remember how long, or about what exactly at this time, but we did talk about things. Well, HE talked, I nodded.
AHB: "Ok, why are you mad."
Me: "I'm not mad, keep going."
AHB: "Yes you are."
Me: : "Ok, You have to remember that I am more of a feeler than you are and this is harder for me than you. It's like you are slowly killing me!"
AHB: "Oh, honey, I know this is hard for you. I am VERY aware you are not thrilled about doing this. (Then he adds in for good measure:) It's a REALLY great program. You did a REALLY good job with it. I REALLY like it."
Me: "Stop patronizing me. Stop feeding me with your words of affirmation."
AHB: "But you like that."
Me: "Hrumph."
Reality: I wasn't mad. I mean, he is a GREAT proofreader. I am sure he got a gold star for his mad skills at proof reading. My "ESFJ" and "Words of Affirmation" heart just can't take it. :) The program is yet to be completely finished, but we are darn close.
Reality: I would suggest sending him anything you wanted edited, but I don't think I would ever let him read something that was actually mine. :)
On another note, AHB had the day off for Columbus day (Who get's Columbus day off?!) and was home all day yesterday with the pups. And I came home to the best smelling (and tasting) pot roast ever. :) Thanks for making dinner.
I do have 20-some odd days to change my mind, but it wouldn't change for anything in the world.
mmp
(When AHB and I first started dating I went to China for 2 weeks right at the begining of our relationship. We had about a week or so together and then had nothing but e-mail communication for two weeks. Every day I looked forward to his e-mails.) In one of our first e-mails I stated the things that we could possibly fight about. One of the things I stated was me not being a good speller. Of course, he had a solution for every aspect, and his come back for my poor spelling was that he was an EXCELLENT speller. In fact, he was a spelling bee champion! Fast forward to last Thursday and Friday...
AHB and I have been working on our program. Well...what I mean by this is that I have been creating it, and every night we sit down and take a look at a hard copy and he makes corrections. Correction after correction. It's practically like he takes every red pen he has ever found and scribbles all over it. Shoot, maybe he just does it for the heck of it. Here were some of his comments:
"The coloring looks different on this dot, than it does on this dot."
"The spacing between this letter is weird."
"I think the graphic needs to be a bit bigger."
"I think this needs italics, and this one doesn't."
"Bigger, smaller, closer, farther..."
Goodness. It's like a piece of me died. Ha. And I recognized it was happening, but what was I to say?
"AHB, I want you to be involved in this process, but I hate that this is happening."
"AHB, I want to kill you and your red pen."
No, none of these options were appropriate.
So I just got quiet. And then we finished, and I agreed to make the corrections. But, later that night he asked me why I was mad. (uh oh) And I said I wasn't - which was the truth. I wasn't mad, I just wanted to kill him. :) Him and his red pen.
I went to work the next day and made some of the corrections over lunch and sent him the document at work. And after a few e-mails back and forth, about other corrections he noticed, I was feeling about the same as the night before. One of my e-mails just said, "I hate you." His response was, "You still have 29 days to change your mind!"
Then my office phone rang.
AHB: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Working."
AHB: "So, I thought I would just call since it would be easier to adjust just a few TINY things over the phone rather than by e-mail..."
Me: (Silence) (Which makes a phone conversation difficult.) "Great."
AHB: "I mean, it looks really good, it's a nice program, I just see a few tiny things..."
Me: "Right, ok what..."
AHB continues to speak for a bit. I can't remember how long, or about what exactly at this time, but we did talk about things. Well, HE talked, I nodded.
AHB: "Ok, why are you mad."
Me: "I'm not mad, keep going."
AHB: "Yes you are."
Me: : "Ok, You have to remember that I am more of a feeler than you are and this is harder for me than you. It's like you are slowly killing me!"
AHB: "Oh, honey, I know this is hard for you. I am VERY aware you are not thrilled about doing this. (Then he adds in for good measure:) It's a REALLY great program. You did a REALLY good job with it. I REALLY like it."
Me: "Stop patronizing me. Stop feeding me with your words of affirmation."
AHB: "But you like that."
Me: "Hrumph."
Reality: I wasn't mad. I mean, he is a GREAT proofreader. I am sure he got a gold star for his mad skills at proof reading. My "ESFJ" and "Words of Affirmation" heart just can't take it. :) The program is yet to be completely finished, but we are darn close.
Reality: I would suggest sending him anything you wanted edited, but I don't think I would ever let him read something that was actually mine. :)
On another note, AHB had the day off for Columbus day (Who get's Columbus day off?!) and was home all day yesterday with the pups. And I came home to the best smelling (and tasting) pot roast ever. :) Thanks for making dinner.
I do have 20-some odd days to change my mind, but it wouldn't change for anything in the world.
mmp
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Broaches from Days Past
Well, hello less than 30 days away. Good to see you.
The past few weeks have been full of fun things. I told my friend that it feels like this last month is completely taken up by wedding things...oh, and we have to work too. :) Every weekend something new is happening, or someone is coming to visit. It's the best month ever, but we are both aware it is going to go faster than anticipated.
I can't describe the excitement every single time I see one of our little RSVP cards come in the mail. We rotate every day who gets to open them...which KILLS me since I am the one who gets the mail! On his days it sits on my desk at work, taunting me to open and reseal by the time I get home. But, we both love mail, so I didn't want to hog all of the joy. And if it wasn't good enough to get the RSVPs, this whole gift-through-mail concept is so fun! A package? For me?? (And after I resist EVERYTHING in my being not to open it in my office!) We really enjoy coming home at the end of the day and seeing what the mail has brought us today. Every "Yes" to the wedding, is more excitement for us. Thanks for wanting to spend the day with us!
I was really fortunate over the last few weeks to have the most amazing women in my life. Women who asked, "Can I throw you a shower?" and went to work happily planning a really wonderful setting for family and friends to reconnect. A very huge thank you to Karen Hoy and Katie, Anna, Melissa, and Abby for planning two wonerful showers. One was in Decatur at First Lutheran Church, and the other was at home sponsored by the Ohio bridesmaids in Clyde.
Karen threw a Pampered Chef shower and we had so much fun. I was blessed to be in the company of most of the wonderful women in AHB's family and my mom. Does anything get better than this? We had so much fun talking about him, and eating. Best way to spend the afternoon. :) I can't thank Karen Hoy enough for hosting the most perfect event for my two families to join in. We had such a wonderful time! The women at the party got to sign and write messages on two aprons for AHB and I. Many were well wishes about cooking together and having a life full of fun in the kitchen. One message said "I hope there will be a few buns in the oven soon!" And once my mom anounced to the party that she was praying for failed birth control, we lost all control of the event. :) My mom had so much fun with these women. She looked at me on the way home and said, "Oh you are going to fit right in with his family." And I do.
Here are a few pictures we have from the afternoon.
The Clyde shower was 100% a secret. I knew the date and time but nothing else. I LOVE surprises, so this was such a fun game for me. Not knowing the location, my sisters picked me up at 12:30pm, after being gone setting up for hours. It was a bitter 50 degrees in Ohio that weekend (which is shocking since it is 82 here today...) so all plans for an outside event were ruined. But, they picked me up and we headed down the road, the whole time quizzing me about where I thought we were going. After failed guesses, and intentional back street driving just to confuse Molly, we pulled into the Elisa Ramsey home, which is 2 blocks from my house and used to be an old assisted living for women, before such a thing existed through the state. It is a beautiful structure which is now used for Hospice Offices for nurses. Mom's dear friend Pam Fritz works there, and let us use the space for the afternoon. Outside of it being beautiful, and warm, and perfect for this venue, it is also haunted! Which AHB would absolutely appreciate!
We had a great afternoon. One of the most touching experiences was a gift my sisters, mom, and aunt helped to create. The Broach Bouquet. This is trend starting to appear in the wedding circut. Many brides are carring bouquets made of broaches instead of flowers. As soon as I saw it I started to cry because these broaches were taken from very strong women in my life, (many who are no longer living) and their mothers, and sisters, and friends. All sending love and support. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Hands down.
Once I pulled it together, we passed it around and let people see the craftsmanship for the piece. Beautiful. So, we have decided to carry it in the rehersal, but have it displayed at the wedding. You have to come and take a peak at it!
We have one more shower this weekend given by my Decatur family at Millikin. :) This one is sure to be a bit spicier. I'll try to have pictures from this one as well.
Can't wait to see you.
I would ask AHB if he has anything to add, but he is still in bed. Lazy. Bones.
mmp
The past few weeks have been full of fun things. I told my friend that it feels like this last month is completely taken up by wedding things...oh, and we have to work too. :) Every weekend something new is happening, or someone is coming to visit. It's the best month ever, but we are both aware it is going to go faster than anticipated.
I can't describe the excitement every single time I see one of our little RSVP cards come in the mail. We rotate every day who gets to open them...which KILLS me since I am the one who gets the mail! On his days it sits on my desk at work, taunting me to open and reseal by the time I get home. But, we both love mail, so I didn't want to hog all of the joy. And if it wasn't good enough to get the RSVPs, this whole gift-through-mail concept is so fun! A package? For me?? (And after I resist EVERYTHING in my being not to open it in my office!) We really enjoy coming home at the end of the day and seeing what the mail has brought us today. Every "Yes" to the wedding, is more excitement for us. Thanks for wanting to spend the day with us!
I was really fortunate over the last few weeks to have the most amazing women in my life. Women who asked, "Can I throw you a shower?" and went to work happily planning a really wonderful setting for family and friends to reconnect. A very huge thank you to Karen Hoy and Katie, Anna, Melissa, and Abby for planning two wonerful showers. One was in Decatur at First Lutheran Church, and the other was at home sponsored by the Ohio bridesmaids in Clyde.
Karen threw a Pampered Chef shower and we had so much fun. I was blessed to be in the company of most of the wonderful women in AHB's family and my mom. Does anything get better than this? We had so much fun talking about him, and eating. Best way to spend the afternoon. :) I can't thank Karen Hoy enough for hosting the most perfect event for my two families to join in. We had such a wonderful time! The women at the party got to sign and write messages on two aprons for AHB and I. Many were well wishes about cooking together and having a life full of fun in the kitchen. One message said "I hope there will be a few buns in the oven soon!" And once my mom anounced to the party that she was praying for failed birth control, we lost all control of the event. :) My mom had so much fun with these women. She looked at me on the way home and said, "Oh you are going to fit right in with his family." And I do.
Here are a few pictures we have from the afternoon.
The Clyde shower was 100% a secret. I knew the date and time but nothing else. I LOVE surprises, so this was such a fun game for me. Not knowing the location, my sisters picked me up at 12:30pm, after being gone setting up for hours. It was a bitter 50 degrees in Ohio that weekend (which is shocking since it is 82 here today...) so all plans for an outside event were ruined. But, they picked me up and we headed down the road, the whole time quizzing me about where I thought we were going. After failed guesses, and intentional back street driving just to confuse Molly, we pulled into the Elisa Ramsey home, which is 2 blocks from my house and used to be an old assisted living for women, before such a thing existed through the state. It is a beautiful structure which is now used for Hospice Offices for nurses. Mom's dear friend Pam Fritz works there, and let us use the space for the afternoon. Outside of it being beautiful, and warm, and perfect for this venue, it is also haunted! Which AHB would absolutely appreciate!
We had a great afternoon. One of the most touching experiences was a gift my sisters, mom, and aunt helped to create. The Broach Bouquet. This is trend starting to appear in the wedding circut. Many brides are carring bouquets made of broaches instead of flowers. As soon as I saw it I started to cry because these broaches were taken from very strong women in my life, (many who are no longer living) and their mothers, and sisters, and friends. All sending love and support. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Hands down.
Once I pulled it together, we passed it around and let people see the craftsmanship for the piece. Beautiful. So, we have decided to carry it in the rehersal, but have it displayed at the wedding. You have to come and take a peak at it!
We have one more shower this weekend given by my Decatur family at Millikin. :) This one is sure to be a bit spicier. I'll try to have pictures from this one as well.
Can't wait to see you.
I would ask AHB if he has anything to add, but he is still in bed. Lazy. Bones.
mmp
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