Happy Anniversary

It's official. I have been married to my sweet husband for two years. Being married is mostly natural, but kind of weird. I often catch myself looking at him in awe and thinking, "Wait. He's actually mine! We are together."

I remember the first several months of marriage were so weird. It just didn't feel real considering what that meant. Russell and I consistently asked (and sometimes still do), "Can you believe we are actually married? Can you believe it would be a complicated and hard process if we suddenly didn't want to be together anymore?" So odd that one little ceremony redefines the rest of your life and your relationship.

I am priveledged to have such a wonderful partner. Russell is a good compliment to my personality. He reminds me to not take life too seriously, to appreciate the important things in life (like relationships), and to give myself a break when I am being unreasonably hard on myself. Thank you for the candle-lit baths when you know I just need time to myself to relax. Thank you for taking me to sushi on our anniversary--even though you hate it and it gives me fish breath. Thanks for cleaning the house when I am at work and fixing the cars and organizing our closets and cabinets so I can find things. Thank you for cheerfully doing whatever I ask and never grumbling about it. I appreciate the long drive you took to take me to see my sister--and that it was your idea. You make the best navajo tacos and shakes. Thank you for generously supporting my hobbies. And thank you for taking the huge risk to leave your job behind to go back to school to make a better life for our family.

And to all you Twilight fans, I never understood why Edward is so glorious. I am satisfied with my own human. I think Russell can give Edward a pretty good run for his money.

Oops!

Apparently showing off your underwear isn't such a big deal for guys. It seems like many even do it on purpose.

The other day I left the restroom at work with my underwear tucked into my skirt. It was certainly a show as my whole behind was on parade. Fortunately, I caught myself before I took more than 5 steps. I think no one saw, but there was a reception desk with several people who could have caught my mistake.

Unfortunately, this has happened to me on at least 2 additional occasions. Both times I didn't notice until I had been sitting in my office for awhile. This means I pranced in front of several reception desks, students walking the halls and my own co-workers. Oops!

Don't you hate it when. . .

I was googling images for work the other day. Just a reminder that words like "job" can return some not so nice images. I guess it shouldn't surprise me as pornography is one of the top internet hits.

I do count myself fortunate that this happens rarely. But still--YUCK!

Well, I'm off to delete all 50 enhancement and hot sexy chick emails I have waiting for me in my email account.

Back from Iowa

Russell and I returned from our road trip to Iowa on Sunday morning at 3:00am. We had a good time socializing with Erin and Abe, observing the Amish, and driving through the rolling hills.

I think a lot of people give Iowa a bad rap. Boring, rural. . ., right? In fact, I had a client today say she could work anywhere but the midwest. But, I actually really like it. I find the landscape quaint and charming. I really enjoyed all of the amazing farm houses with their rolling hills, red barns, and silos. I am a sucker for old historic homes and untouched landscapes. I especially like the idea of living in a rural area, but still being only 5-10 minutes away from a decent sized city. Makes me miss North Carolina a bit.

PS, we saw fossils of sea shells and worms. That's a pretty exciting draw, I'd say.

You know what they say about a man in uniform

Came across this picture of my husband. Pretty hard to resist a man in uniform.

Buddies

Heading out to Iowa on Monday with my sweet husband to see Erin and Abe. In spite of the 17 hour drive, I am excited to spend some quality time with Erin in her element. Maybe Abe will even let me see his fat mice.

PS--I am also looking forward to a lot of one-on-one conversation with my husband. Wyoming and Nebraska give plenty of opportunity for good conversation.

BTW, I think I am the one on the right. See, even at a young age I loved my sister.