Love in different aspects

My husband. My husband is good to me, good for me. Sounds way too simple and cheese-y.  But how I've learned to appreciate him. 

Recently, it's like I have a renewed love and desire for him that I struggled with when we were working out who slept on which side of the bed, and how spoons magically disappear, and why I don't listen to what he says but how he says it (soooo cliche).

I like how he's helped me like the challenge of working out my muscles.  (who knew I had them?) why be insulted when he wants to help me do what i've SAID i wanted to do for so long...?

baby fever. off and on.  too many cute, chubby faces and bright eyes smiling at me from facebook. why are baby shoes SO irresistable? they're just littler versions of my favorite accessories, I guess.  "Shoe" was my first word after all.  Oh, and my best friend brought me back two pairs of shoes from PARIS for my birthday/christmas.  Now, that's some good lovin'. They're so beautiful, I'm almost scared to wear them. Almost.

I reveled in the glamour of oscar night.  I played along on abc.com's Predict the Winners game.  Chet helped.  It was fun.

Irony: Hannah is driving me to work and back in her car that has a damaged bumper that I hit. (Chet's is in the car hospital and he's using mine because he has CLIENTS.) 

Living in an Infomercial

Seriously...my coworkers and I attended a "Get Motivated!" seminar. I'm not usually a motivational speaker listener.  Especially for 8 hrs in one day...but it was free and a chance to get out of the office.  The lineup was supposed to be....Jeff Taylor (Founder and Former CEO of Monster.com), Brian Tracy (America's Top Authority on Selling...funny title), Dr. Rober Schuller (America's Best Inspirational Speaker...I do NOT agree with this), Bobby Petrino (Head Football Coach-U of Arkansas NOSHOW), Rudy Giuliani (America's Mayor), and Zig Ziglar (America's #1 Motivator...NOSHOW)

The fillins for the NOSHOWS were a 3 time Olympian luger (when I told he Chet he was a luger, he said "he was a winning luger..hahaha" I thought it was funny) and several "Financial Experts." 

Now, it's a good thing I was sitting next to my coworker, Cindy.  Because I almost got pulled into spending $$ on The Best Retirement Plan Ever!!!!. Because, folks, it's normally $4000 for this 2-day seminar and web training and access to this magical website that will give you from 17-30% return on your investments, but if you act now, it's only $99!

wow.  that was something...watching the literally hundreds of people flock to pay their $99 and that was only the first such amazing, one time only, act now offer of the day. 

Now, some of the speakers were ok.  But if I had to hear one more person use the name Jesus (b/c it certainly wasn't the Jesus of the Bible I  know) to manipulate people into buying something, I was going to scream.  Rudy was good.  He was my main draw.  On my way out at 4:45, with one more "Financial Expert" left, I passed a man speedily walking away from the arena.  He asked me if I got motivated.  I said maybe a little too much.  And he said he got motivated to leave early.  haha **

I started Pilates yesterday and I am so very sore.  It's hard!  I have a couple other dvds for at home exercise to try. 

And Chet attended a theater get-together with me.  I thought he was brave just to get out among the strange, loud, sing-y theater folk...but then he was constantly hit on by other men.  I don't think he'll be coming again for a while.  A little too much for him.  I had to keep pointing out that he was MY HUSBAND, thank you very much. 

It's been a while

I'm applying to grad school.  online.  no, not Phoenix University.  I'm applying to Gonzaga University (in Washington) for a Master of Arts in either Communication and Leadership or Organizational Leadership.  I'm thrilled and a little nervous.  The main thing I have left to do is finish my letter of intent...you know, tell them why I chose them, what I want to do with it...it's very hard to condense it all onto one page-ish (500 words)...after all, I'm an English major alum! 

So, I've been caught up in baby frenzy recently.  I have more and more friends my age with children or expecting, and it's very exciting to watch their lives change.  My mother had three by 25 (my age).  I know I would like more quality time with hubby, but I have to admit, every once in a while that clock starts ticking. 

Melody, if you read this, you've inspired me.  Don't know if you remember me (we weren't close or anything), but you have a beautiful life. :)  It's easy to think there's nothing to post about on here. 

Chet and I are planning a getaway trip soon.  Just the two of us.  I think it will be very beneficial. 

I've lost my photo cord for uploading pictures so I can't share any on facebook (or here, though I don't think I have before).

Good tv is slow in the summertime.  Watching Six Feet Under with Chet...not as good as Sopranos, but still entertaining.  I forgot to add Season Three to Netflix so now we're stuck with Third Rock for a few days.  Funny, but i want mooooohre.  (no cable-and i like it that way)

Had a very pleasant Father's Day.  So blessed to have both fathers 15 min apart from each other.  They're so different but both wonderful fathers.  I'm so very proud of mine. 

Chet is chugging away, spreading his wings in the post-grad weeks.  He's working three jobs (lawncare/landscaping, autobody, weight floor at LRAC).  He's helping pay off stupid debt, but I really miss him when he's gone for such long days. 

Oh, and I auditioned again at The Weekend Theater.  I missed seeing some faces and it's such an exercise at understanding/directing emotion.  For those who didn't know, I entered the theater world after a long hiatus and did two shows this spring. 

I suppose that's all for now. 

**I wish I were a better wife. 

A Year Ago Today....

Chet asked me to marry him.

I fell for you...you rescued me

I've been trying very hard to be a good wife.  You know, "good wife"--aka keeping up with the laundry, cooking amazingly delicious and nutritious gourmet meals, looking like a sexy piece when hubby comes home...and so far i'm not doing that great.

i could blame it on working from home. there is no need to waste makeup and clothes when i don't have to leave the house except to take out smudge and get the mail, RIGHT?  'sides, my pink, fuzzy bathrobe is sexy right?  

to up the anty on cooking, i made it one of my New Years Resolutions. 

--try a new recipie once a week

the first concoction was a cheat.  i'd made it once before (but it's a new year).  it was a success. 

on the second concoction i cut my finger when trying to take the plastic wrap off frozen ground turkey.  chet had to bandage me.

the third is yet to be made because of what happened on tuesday.  i was tidying the house and was about to put in a new air filter for our heating/cooling system.  hubby has allergies and allows me to keep stella, so i feel responsibile for this.  i was leaning over the hole/air vent in my floor and reaching to lean the air filter on the wall across from me to steady myself, and craaaaash!  i fell through the vent.  all the way to the ground underneath our house.  thankfully, hubby was home early, about to take a shower.  I screamed for him (more shocked than anything) and he ran, naked as a blue jay, to rescue me.  He was trying not to laugh i think, and had to put on boxers before he could pull me up.  i sustained only minor injuries (cut foot, bruised and scraped up arms, weak ankle), which chet promptly first aided. 

so now, i sit, with dirty hair and pink, fuzzy robe, bandaged foot, and aching arms, wounded pride...and think of how wonderful my hubby is..and that it's a good thing he doesn't love me only for being a "good wife."