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Not to be mushy, but yesterday I counted the many ways that I appreciate my fiance and I thought I would share them.
1. He always lets me be right, even when I'm not.
2. He cuddles me every night before bed, even when I come to bed hours after he does.
3. He has grown to love Criminal Minds, even though he is thoroughly disturbed by it.
4. He tells me when I shouldn't eat donuts even though I don't listen.
5. He has the same snowboard style as I do, lazy and fully of many drinks.
6. He loves our doggy, as if she were a real child.
7. He loves hanging with my brother(s).
8. He wants the best for us.
9-infinity~He rocks.
This weekend Justin and I stayed home and hung out with ourselves and the dogs. Besides my horrible score on my GMAT practice test (I'll post about that later), we filled our weekend with self indulgent foods and drinks. We saw no one besides ourselves and the waiters and waitresses of the many many restaurants we visited. It was so nice to finally be home for a weekend and relax that I think we may need to do it more often.
This week we watched after Bella's boyfriend Stanley. Stanley is a special dog. He seems to be potty trained, except at our house so he gets to wear diapers in our house. The original diapers that I bought for him were too small to go all the way around his hiney and his privates so we just wrapped the diapers around his waist to protect the carpet.
When we ran out of the size small diapers, Matt & Grace (Stanley's parents) brought us some medium diapers because they fit "like diapers should." My first attempt at putting on the diapers definitely belongs on failblog.org. I managed to get the diaper over his tail and around his hiney, but when I fastened it, his privates were definitely sticking out the top of the diaper. FAIL. At this time, I came to the conclusion, that I am definitely not ready for children.
Today Justin and I went to Redwood City and took some engagement photos courtesy of my good friend Ryan. The thing about photos is that I love to take them, but I don't like to be the main event. But today I don't think could have been more surprised at how fun being a star can be. After the first few minutes of awkward forced laughing and stiff poses, things loosened up and the goofy was able to come out. We were also able to witness a bum fight, or at least the result of a bum fight, which involved several police cars and fire trucks, two arrests and many confused bystanders.
Christmas this year seems to have came and went. It was much anticipated in my family because my brother, who had been gone for 8 months abroad to various places, was coming home (for good we hope). Well, turns out while abroad, it seems that my brother may have forgotten how to eat for 8 months, because he came home a stick. He looks great, not that he didn't before. It was great for us all to have a homecoming and Christmas celebration.
After Christmas, I flew to Southern California for some good 'ol fashioned sunshine! I spent a few days with my aunt, uncle and cousins, and left Justin and Bella to fend for themselves. It was my brothers birthday, so we went to Disneyland for the day. Though fun, I did get fair my share of germy children for the next year or so. I'm pretty sure that if it were not for the the flu shot, I'd probably be quite sick right about now.
We (Matt, Sasha, Justin and I) spent new years in Tahoe and what fun we sure had. Our hotel, was the fabulous Biltmore. Best known for it's cheap stuffy rooms and it's $1 beers and cocktails for happy hour. Only happy hour, is actually happy hours, 3-7 pm every night. Justin and I also had a fabulous dinner at The Soule Domain with some great friends of ours. On our way home on Saturday, I got the grumpy pants disease due to a combination of lack of sleep and food and a few annoying passengers (Sasha excluded). Luckily a solution was presented and we stopped off at Donner Lake for breakfast. WOW, who knew that such a s**thole could be so delicious. Not only did the food fill the gap, but the restaurant was right on the lake and we couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day. Simply perfect.
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.
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.
