Insanity

This is the point T hit around 9:00am morning. I'm currently lesson planning for work next week and he has already been in to see me 19 different times in the last 3 hours. The first few were just to check on me to see if I needed anything. The next 5 were to see how much progress I've made on my lesson plans (none, if I can't focus, obviously).  The following 6 were about the bar, passing the bar, law school, student loans, and perspective employers. I realized he was inadvertently looking for ways to get out of studying so I sent him to do my dirty work... he handed me books on the other side of the room, got the mail, ran an errand to the library, then went to the store and got food for his trip and milk for me. Realizing I was on a roll I asked him to print my reading lesson plans, make my sight word cards, do the dishes, and pick up around the house. I also said lunch would be nice and a drink too! I'm currently in my pj's sitting in bed enjoying a great lunch made by T with all of my errands completed for the day as well as my reading lesson plans. I'd say this was a very productive day for me.

If only the bar were another 2 weeks away, then I could get T to help me do the spring cleaning...

February is half way over...

February is half way over and I'm still thinking what to share. Picking up from where I left off with our last post, we had a rockin' end to the month.

Brad tied the knot with a little lady. I raced home from school Friday and hustled to the airport to make our 6:00pm flight out of Logan. After boarding our flight we learned there were severe headwinds that would guzzle our gas to fly through. The two options mentioned were kicking people off the flight or stopping in SLC for a quick fuel stop. I voted for removing people from the flight. The final count was 3 to 200. Clearly I was in the minority once again. We took off and I was pleasantly surprised to see that JetBlue had TV's with 40 channels for me to watch on our 7 hour flight! I started watching Tom Brokaw. Apparently some other customer's TV wasn't working so the JetBlue staff restarted the TV system. I guess the other person's TV started working and mine became broken. I KNOW! I said the same things in my head too!! Can you believe the audacity of some people? Needless to say I know my vote was right earlier to kick people off the flight. I grew less interested in reading and working so I went to sleep. I was awakened 5 hours later by a beeping sound. I hate the beeping sound, it is never followed by anything good. Apparently SFO had closed down and delayed our flight by another 2 hours. Ugh! We finally got to SFO at 2:00am. Don't worry we were only 4 hours late. (here is a view of SF from the plane. what's that you ask? the sun rising? it's quite possibly so.)

We rented a car and drove 2.5 hours more to arrive in Shingle Springs at 5:20am. Went to bed and woke up 3 hours later for this. (don't they look like superstars with the lighting??)

The wedding was beautiful and it was good to be with family. I feel like I got to know my sister in laws a lot better and I love them! After the festivities end, T and I drove back to SF to meet up with sister and bf. We ate in Chinatown and had fun exploring that part of San Francisco.

 We got to our hotel at 11pm and got ready to leave the next morning at 4am. We got home with out any delays. I was actually really angry about the trip and having to go but I really enjoyed myself.

T and I celebrated Valentine's Day. He made me breakfast in bed and I made him a delicious dinner with our friends the Evans. 

I hinted to him 17 different times about what kind of flowers I wanted... it's 5 days later and I'm still waiting for those flowers to arrive...

It's t minus 9 days before T takes the bar. This phase of life NEEDS to be over. Nough Said. 

Now the update on me. Lately this is how my life has been...

I find there is never enough time in the day to complete what needs to be done. I try to prioritize but for some odd reason Hulu keeps ending up at the top of the list...

Until next time,

A

Our First Time

It's been over a year and we are only now entering into the blogging sphere together... I guess this means our marriage is official. Realizing that our closest family members are 2,500 miles away, we thought it would be fun to post stories, musings, and pictures of us so that come Christmas time when we need a ride from the airport people will recognize us and not need signs. And by we in the previous sentence, I really meant I.

I can say after 2 full weeks of being home, we've both finally adjusted from our Christmas trip to Utah. It was painful for a few days realizing that no one was there to make my breakfast for me while I slept in and that I can't wake up a 9:00am every day or watch movies all day and shop online. It was sad leaving family but even sadder to hear Trent's new year's resolutions: NO SUGAR!!! What?! Who is this man that I married. He can't gain weight and he works out everyday like a maniac. I asked him why he was doing this and he explained he didn't want to be addicted to sugar. I wonder why this is hitting him now after being a sugar addict for the past 29 years. I begged and pleaded for him to change his mind but to no avail. He is 2 weeks strong. Last night I lied to him. I told him the mango juice was all natural and didn't have any sugar in it. He agreed to have a glass. (I thought if he would have sugar then he would stop this ridiculous goal). Then I got selfish and decided that I didn't want the mango juice, I wanted the raspberry juice. The moment I stepped into the pantry to get the other bottle, my plan backfired. He picked up the bottle and saw the number 2 ingredient was sugar! If only I wasn't so selfish and just went with the mango juice, Trent would be off this no-sugar kick. I'm kicking myself still.

In other non-eventful news T is full swing for BAR study. This basically means I see him only at meal times and when he crawls into bed after I've been asleep for at least an hour. This kid works hard. Harder than I do. I think the real question this brings to my mind is why can't things be handed to us on a silver platter. I'm not that picky, I'd take it on a pewter platter or even bronze. I just wish sometimes when we (and by we I really mean T as I think about all of his hard effort that went into the Mass BAR) work so hard, that someone would cut us a break and give it to us. I guess the real learning comes when we are faced with situations such as these. I hope he learns quick because this bar emptied our pockets...