They Watch While You Sleep

Today, Justin and I went to Fresno to visit my parents for Christmas. Upon our arrival we were presented with a late engagement party gift. The gift was a basket filled with all kinds of assorted goodies. Included were some kitchen towels, some wine glasses, a nice bottle of wine and two strange items that were wrapped in the kitchen towels. I picked up one of the items and immediately felt something ceramic. "What could this be?" I thought. Well, I might have been better off not opening the kitchen towel. What I discovered on the inside, was a very bald ceramic baby doll. "Dear God, what the hell is this?" I then opened the other wrapped towel to find, yet another bald ceramic baby doll, only this time the doll had a flower in her "hair". At this time, I carry the dolls out to my parents, who then explain that these dolls are special. They have been passed back and forth between their friends for years and only brought out, when they have almost been forgotten. Their creepy eyes only seeing the light of day for a brief moment, only to be put into a closet until the next time they are passed along. I guess Justin and I have officially been wrapped in to the "cool crowd" as the dolls are now in our possession. What the gift giver doesnt know, is that I happen to have a large collection of dolls that Justin's grandmother just LOVES to give me. I mentioned to her once that as a kid I collected dolls, and now I get to pick one of her dolls out of her collection every time I visit their house. Lucky me! All I have to say is that the gift giver, may or may not receive them back at some future point in time when they least expect them. Until then, these new awkward dolls will not have to bury their bald little heads and eyes in closet in the dark. I may in fact display them in the guest room with all of my other dolls that I have recently acquired. Looks like whoever sleeps in the guest room will have a couple extra sets of eyes staring at them as they sleep.

Anniversary Numero Dos.

Sunday is our two year anniversary.  I can hardly believe that two years have gone by.  It must be love when you can endure every single day with one another and just keep hoping for many, many more.  That being said, I thought that I would write him a haiku.  


You are very short.
But so am I.  You sleep lots.
But so does Bella.
(Oh...and I love you...and our life.)


We are going to celebrate our anniversary by honoring our favorite past time and visiting the snow.  Yes once again, we will make the long trek up to Tahoe, have a few bloody mary's, get some snow in our pants, and then make the trek back down the hill to Sacramento.  Of course, by "having a few bloody mary's", I mean that I will have a few and Justin will watch me drink them.  


Plans for Saturday night are definitely not determined and I'm pretty sure that neither one of us cares.  Does that mean that the romance is dead?  It is certainly too early in our life for that to happen.  I need to start caring and making some plans.  After all, it is our last anniversary that we will celebrate on December 20th.  Next year at this time, we will have a new anniversary to celebrate.  Thank goodness it won't be so close to Christmas, so my gifts can't get combined again into one.

The Fancy Cam

For Christmas this year, Justin made me a winner.  He got me, what I like to call "the fancy cam."  The fancy cam pretty much has every option I could ever want on a camera.  So many options that I have no idea what they all do.  I'm actually in the process of reading the manual.  That's right, reading the instructions manual.  It's actually quite, helpful, go figure.  I don't believe that I've ever read a manual before.


My goal with the fancy cam is to learn to take photos that make jaws drop.  So far, I don't believe that I have accomplished this, but I have taken a few decent ones.  I also have been in need of a hobby outside of snowboarding.  Folks...I believe that I may have found one.  It's what I've been thinking about day and night since getting the camera (Justin let me open it a few weeks early so I could learn to use the fancy cam by the time Christmas arrives).

Wedding Thoughts

So I'm thinking that some wedding traditions may need to be thrown out at our wedding.  I am not so sure about wedding veils.  I might be more of a flower in the hair type gal or maybe even a headband or a side pony (assuming my hair decides to grow).  Veils make me feel like I'm an adult and being and adult makes me feel old.  Yes, I have paid my own bills for years now, but I'm pretty sure that I'm not an adult.  After all, I have been known to have wine parties on Wednesdays that involve working on Thursday and too much wine.  I won't even describe the details.


I'm also thinking that I may not be keen on wedding bouquets.  I love flowers in vases in my house, but I'm not sure I can really envision carrying one around.  I might need my hands for other, more practical things.  How about holding my dads arm?  Or maybe waving like a beauty queen as I walk down the aisle.  I've just about perfected the wave.