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First Annual Champagne Friday

Ok, I know Tuesday nights might be a little late for a weekend recap post, but that’s okay, right?

It’s still worth sharing, I think.

And here’s why. Hubs had a long work week last week. In fact, he had to work late Friday night. (Remember me asking for advice about that?)

Friday night, this happened.

I made homemade pizza for the first time ever and I’m not too modest to say it was awesome.

I even made the sauce and grated the cheese all myself…Not to mention “rolling” out the crust. I usually reserve dough tasks for Hubs because for some reason, he just seems to be better at it.

But…he had to work late on Friday and I was hungry and didn’t want to wait for him to get home to get started so I set off on my own. And it was awesome.

Then, since we were having such a grand Friday night, we dubbed it our first annual Champagne Friday.

We added frozen fruit to our champagne and it was LOVE-LY! Even Hubs said so, and he’s usually a dark craft beer kinda guy. Also, that’s the wooden Sudoku game I got for Hubs 2 years ago that we JUST played for the 1st time.

Think Champagne Friday is not a real holiday?

Well, you’re wrong.

It’s real and you should celebrate it, too.

I realize annual means once a year. I doubt this new holiday will only be celebrated once a year at our household…but…it just sounds better, so I’m sticking with it.

Anyway, so that’s how we spent our lovely Friday date night in.

On Saturday, Hubs made breakfast (I know, what a guy…who says romance stops after the wedding??) and then we cleaned out the garage.

It sounds awful but it was actually awesome. It was soo needed and now it looks a million billion times better in there.

Then we planted 36 tulip bulbs and I told them sweet things to encourage them to grow pretty and strong and not die over the winter and stuff.

And then we went shopping to buy our own nativity set with a 30% off coupon we got in the mail for Hallmark. That was a fun and still slightly too expensive shopping trip. I swear, I could be happy buying about 50% of everything inside a Hallmark store either for myself or as gifts for someone else. It’s the best. I did buy a small Christmas gift for one of our mothers, though, and I refrained from buying the new Peanuts Christmas movie. Yes, there’s a NEW ONE AGAIN THIS YEAR! I’m so excited! I also refrained from buying the Winnie-the-pooh nursery picture…being as that we don’t have a nursery or a baby yet…

Then we went out to dinner and had a fabulous time.

Sunday brought a new church to try (it was just okay) and then a walk in the glorious fall weather before watching the SKC game…which sadly, didn’t go as we’d hoped.

Still, all in all, it was a great weekend…and I’d like to attribute it to the great start we got on Friday with the champagne. Something about that fun, bubbly drink just says “Celebrate!” and that’s exactly what we did all weekend.

What were we celebrating?

Well, nothing really.

Or rather everything.

After all, we have each other. We have our families and friends. We have this home we love so much. And we’re young and in love and happy to celebrate on a random Friday night for no reason. And I hope we never lose that attitude. Even after the babies and the soccer leagues and the PTA meetings wear us down…even when we find we may not remember how young and carefree we once were…even when we’re old and tired…

I think that’s part of why being a newlywed is so special. It’s just that attitude of being free and willing to have champagne for no other reason than that simply having it with each other is reason enough.

What about you? What are you celebrating lately? What’s your favorite way to cheer up after a long work week and start your week off right?

 

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Thoughts from home

Last week, Hubs and I weren’t home.

It was the first time being away from our (“finished”) house, and I have to admit how much I simply missed being here!

Hubs was traveling for work and since I work from home and can technically work anywhere with an internet connections, I went with him and spent my time in the hotel and at Panera, just using up free wi-fi and eating cinnamon crunch bagels. Yum. We squeezed in a short couple of days on the weekends for a little mini vacation in the midst of all that work stuff.

But now that we’re back home, here are some things I noticed and have on my mind that I wanted to share with you all.

1. I love not living out of a suitcase. I did that during college a lot because I was living on campus during the week and driving back home to see Wyatt and my family and friends on the weekends. I hate wearing the same clothes over and over again because it’s easy and happens to be freshly washed so I don’t have to dig it out of my closet. I hate thinking of a shirt I want to wear, only to realize it’s back at home in my instead of packed in my suitcase. Plus, I’m great at packing to go on a trip, but I have the re-packing that has to occur every time we move locations or want to pick up the hotel room. I’m not so good at removing clothes from the suitcase without everything getting super messy in there.

2. I love our own bed. Enough said, right?

3. Those bagels, free breakfasts, and dinners out did a number on how well my jeans fit. Yikes. Let me be clear, I know I’m not fat, so this is not be saying that. It’s just me admitting (mostly to myself) that I need to spend a little time focusing on getting more active. I snuck in a few runs while we were gone, and we took one, super-steep hike, but I still feel like I’m at my “winter weight” already. I do believe bodies keep the weight they need to survive and maybe this is my body’s way of preparing me for a cold winter? Or maybe it’s my body’s way of motivating me to go run today.

4. I’m so lazy about my appearance at home by myself during the day. No makeup, messy hair, sweats and Wyatt’s hoodie with warm socks…it’s all so fabulous and yet, so embarrassing to see when I look in the mirror. Do us both a favor and call before stopping by for a visit, deal?

5. Christmas is getting closer! And that means Thanksgiving is really close, too! I remember how exciting this time of year was in college because it meant lots of time off from school was coming up. Now that Hubs and I work instead of go to school, it’s just great because it means lots of cuddling on the couch, visiting with friends and family, and eating yummy foods. That’s why I need to focus on number 3 above!

6. Work is work now. At first, all this freelance writing seemed sort of like I was simply playing at work, doing something I enjoyed, taking my time to get projects finished, and having a good time. Now, I’m still having a good time, but I’m busy! I worked my first two 8-hour days last week for this freelance gig and it was exciting and scary because time management is such a huge part of my day! I probably should be working right now, but I feel so bad about how I’ve been neglecting you all lately that I had to take some time to catch up.

My little “office” in our hotel room for the week. It was as big as our apartment!

7. I love southern Missouri. Yes, some people think Branson is cheesy and corny and not at all relaxing or fun. I say those people have never been to the Branson I know and love. Local diners for breakfast, beautiful views, nature trails, antique stores, shopping (if we want it), familiar (but not what we have at home) restaurants, and that smell. To me, the air smells a little sweet, almost like a mixture between maple syrup and crisp freshness, and dusty, fall leaves. It makes me feel peaceful and happy and excited all at the same time.

This doesn’t do it justice because it’s dark, but look how peaceful it is here! How can anyone not love a place like this?

8. Fall is possibly the best time for a road trip. I love seeing all the leaves!

The only thing I love more than fall leaves on road trips is Christmas lights on road trips.

9. Coming home to a clean house is SO worth the effort to clean it before you leave. I hate the feeling of stress that immediately hits me when I walk in the door and see dirty dishes, laundry, and clutter. Ick.

10. Hubs is certainly the only person I could ever imagine sharing this life with. He’s just wonderful. From the way he always wants me to pick the restaurant so I can have what I’m in the mood for to the fact that he loves to drive and I love to ride, traveling with him is always my favorite kind of adventure. Last week was stressful for him because of some long hours and hard tasks at work, so we didn’t get to have as much “fun” as I’d planned, but he’s still the best partner and friend I could have. Plus, he made up for all the not-so-fun times by being extra silly and special while we were together for those sweet moments at the end of each day.

Yes, we spent some time in this crazy, sorta creepy place. It was a “wholesale” taxidermy store inside a giant flea market/antique store. See why I love road trips with this man? (P.S. check out that bear!! Only $3,250)

Okay, that’s enough for now. Why don’t you tell me some things that are on your mind? You don’t have to choose ten things…how about two!?

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I’m still here!

Sorry it’s been so crazy long since I posted, you guys! I’m still here, I promise.

And I’m living in a house that feels like a home and looks like a home. This past weekend was our housewarming parties with our families and now we’re getting ready for a party with our friends this weekend. There’s just too many of everyone to do them all in one day.

Last week was crazy with cleaning everything up and finishing all of our projects at the last minute. We may or may not have been totally exhausted when it came time to actually have the party.

Seriously though, we couldn’t have asked for a better day and it was so amazing to be able to celebrate our new home with our loved ones there with us. I loved bragging on Wyatt’s handiwork and showing people all the amazing stuff he’s built for me so far. I loved sharing our dreams for other future projects we’re excited to take on. But most of all, I loved seeing our yard full of kids running around with soccer balls and footballs and our cozy living room filled with people talking and laughing and eating. It was perfect in every way. Really.

I was still after-glowing yesterday morning when I thought about how blessed we were by everyone that came.

So now my focus is shifting to getting the new blog ready. Design and layout take a long time, as does coming up with content to fill the pages! I’m just now starting to dive into making it look and function like I want. My goal is to have everything ready and going by the holidays, but even sooner would be great! It sort of depends a little on how work goes for the next month or so…which is actually really busy right now!

I love having writing assignments to fill my days and I’m so thankful for the opportunity to do this for a living. It’s what I love and I’m so blessed to be able to do something I really enjoy..even if it’s challenging to get settled into a routine for managing my time and my household chores and the way I want to do so many projects around the new house.

Anyway, that’s what’s going on in our corner of the world. What’s new with you?

 

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Are you ready?

Guess what guys?

I’ve been busy.

REALLY busy.

Between work assignments, keeping up around our messy house, trying to plan a housewarming party, oh and painting until my arms turn crazy colors(true story!), I haven’t been feeling especially motivated to blog.

Actually, I’ve very motivated to blog. Just not here.

I’ll be honest, I’m super anxious to get transitioned over to my new site. The one I’ll actually own so I can control what ads go on it. (It really burns me up that WordPress puts ads for whatever the heck they want down at the bottom of popular posts here.)

(Although it also makes me feel proud that they think I have enough content to warrant that!)

Anyway, I’m working on concepts, titles, hosting options, advertising plans, and design choices for my new blog. Hopefully soon, maybe this weekend, I’ll start working on some content so I can have it up and live in a couple weeks! How exciting would that be?

I’m stockpiling photos and ideas for DIY posts about painting shelves, painting walls, building workbenches, painting chairs, painting my body…

Wait, what?

Ok…not really.

Although I am pretty talented at that it seems.

Need a visual?

My arm currently looks like this:

I should be a snow leopard for Halloween. Or by that time, maybe a polar bear would be better. I’d already have my costume all ready.

But the reason I look that is because I’m working on things like this today:

Woohoo for progress!

So, instead of me complaining about how paint-covered me hands and arms and legs and clothes and…yes, hair…are, why don’t you guys tell me what’s up in your life? Anything new?

And if you have a secret for not getting paint all over you while painting things, by all means, share it!

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And for this, I give thanks…

After a long weekend (4 nights, 5 days) away from home, Hubs and I are back in our little apartment and tucked in away from the cold.

I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! We certainly did. And because so much has happened I’ve decided to do a quick recap of our Thanksgiving weekend, newlywed wife style. (In case you don’t know what that means, I’ll be throwing in my thoughts, insights, questions, ideas, opinions, etc. while sharing the stories of our trip home. Hope you don’t mind my sometimes random, sometimes wandering thoughts!)

1. We spent Thanksgiving day away from my family this year, which is hard. But that means we spent Thanksgiving with Wyatt’s family, which is great. We have so many wonderful family members that we want to spend time and that want to spend time with us. It really is a blessing we don’t take for granted.

(The holidays are both wonderful and hard because sharing our time is so important. More on this later.) However, since we were home for so many days this weekend, we were able to spend time at both parents’ houses. We headed to Sedalia on Wednesday after Hubs got home from work and spend that night and Thursday night at the in-laws. Then, we re-packed our suitcase and moved into my parents’ house for Friday and Saturday nights. It sucks moving around and living out of a suitcase, but it’s great to see both groups of people in one weekend, especially when we have no real plans and can just hang out, talk, and relax…and cook. And bake. Which brings me to my next point…

2. I love holiday baking. This year, Hubs and I made the pies for Thanksgiving dinner. Using our prize-winning recipe from my Grandma Lois. They turned out super yummy.

We're proud of our pies. Who wouldn't be?

We made pumpkin and two pecans. He’s saving one to take to work tomorrow. His coworkers are about to get super lucky. Or at least their taste buds are.

It's goodness and beauty and blessing all in one pie pan. Yum.

Baking or cooking with Wyatt is one of my favorite things to do. He’s great at so many things and I’m thankful he’s willing to spend time with me doing something I love, even if he’d rather do something else. He doesn’t love to bake as much as I do, and honestly, he’d rather eat more meat than dessert any day but he knows I consider dessert an important part of any meal and I love that he appreciates that about me.

I also made this pumpkin beauty the day after Thanksgiving at my parents’ house. It was divine.

Candied pecans, pumpkin, and cheesecake. Yup, I'm serious.

Oh my. I feel the holiday pounds packing on already. And you know what, I don’t care. Not one bit.

In fact, I wish no one did. People are supposed to eat delicious things for the next 2 months. (Not that you aren’t supposed to eat delicious things all year long…) I know that people try to watch their weight and stay healthy. I’m all for that. I try to eat as many healthy things as I can. I run, I do kick-boxing, and pilates as many days a week as I can, usually every day, but I also don’t ever make my mouth suffer for my stomach’s sake. It’s all about moderation, people. Eat the cheesecake if you want. Just not the whole one.

Or in my case, eat both slices of cheesecake, since Hubs decided he didn’t want it.

Yum. (The second slice was yummy, too.)

3. We got a jump start on our holiday spirit by “shopping” in my parents’ basement for old Christmas decorations they no longer use or want. We found this.

It's an old Christmas tree in need of some love!

We also found a bunch of stuff Hubs says we can’t have. I understand. Everything we bring into our apartment is something we’re going to have to carry out when we buy a house. And while I agree with that argument, I still want it to be our home, and feel like a home should feel.

Maybe this is the sentimental side of me, but I don’t want to live only thinking about how inconvenient something will be in the future. I’m all for planning, and thinking ahead to the future, but I’m also for making today the best it can be. It’s a point of discussion and contention for us every time I want to bring stuff home. And it isn’t that he doesn’t want or appreciate the stuff, he just knows how heavy it will be going back down those three flights of stairs…. (But this is a discussion for another whole blog post…)

4. We did a little black Friday shopping for the first time ever. And by little, I mean, we waited until noon, and went to look at what all was left, and what all had been cleared out. It was fun. We got in no fights, saw no cops, and were shoved or pushed or stolen from zero times. We bought 2 little things for Christmas gifts for family members. We stand by our decision to stay in and in bed the morning after Thanksgiving. Kudos to those who enjoy it. We just do not.

5. We made granola. It’s like my Christmas drug addiction. It’s a secret family recipe, and it’s the most addicting thing I’ve ever eaten. I’ll show you.

We sometimes give this stuff as gifts to friends for Christmas. Those people are lucky, let me tell you.

The picture doesn’t do it justice. At all. Wyatt doesn’t like it as much as I do, but that’s because his love affair with pecans hasn’t really begun yet. He’ll come around. Someday.

6. I realized I need to get moving on my gift for Hubs’s birthday. I have less than one week until we celebrate. He doesn’t even want to celebrate. He’s not very festive or excited about birthdays. We’re EXACT opposites there. I love celebrating birthdays.

7. I also realized we need to find a good compromise for Christmas festivities. He doesn’t like decorations as much as me. I love them. He doesn’t love giving or getting presents. I love them. He doesn’t like Christmas music. I love it. He’s not Mr. Scrooge, but I might start calling him that if he doesn’t perk up on the festivities after his birthday. I knew this long before I married him though, so it’s not a surprise. More on this later.

8. We reflected on our blessings. As is appropriate for every day, especially Thanksgiving. And we are truly blessed. Check out this page for my list!

9. I got a whole bunch of new craft supplies and ideas. I also made a couple more trees. I’m taking pictures and notes, and can’t wait to share all my adventures soon! I also went bridesmaid dress shopping for my best friend’s wedding (it will be way better than the movie by that name!). I can’t believe it’s getting so close to time. I can’t wait to celebrate and watch you begin your life with your husband! We have so much planning and showering and bachelorette-ing to do!

10. We’re now home, after this long, fantastic weekend of giving thanks and having fun. And you know what? I think I’m somehow even happier when I’m able to wrap up my weekend doing just this. Having a quick, quiet dinner with just the two of us after a weekend full of family and friends.

At home, eating frozen pizza and snuggling on the couch.

This is us, this is home, and this is our little family. Blessed? I think so.

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To Turkey or Not to Turkey

Hubs loves Thanksgiving food. He’d eat it for every holiday, special occasion, or random meal he could get it. And I’ve been holding off on making anything like it because he has such high expectations and I don’t want to compete with his memories of the perfect turkey.

Let’s face it, there’s nothing worse than hearing, “It’s not like Mom used to make.” Not fun.

Plus, I’ve heard lots of horror stories of what a pain it is to cook a turkey, and just how easy it is to mess it up, dry it out, or get it just plain wrong. I wouldn’t say I was scared, but I certainly wasn’t eager to try it out.

But Friday night was the annual potluck-style Thanksgiving meal for our friends and it was mentioned that a turkey would be missing from the table. I didn’t want to take it on, but after much encouraging from Wyatt, and talk of having ham (which since Wyatt doesn’t like at all, really got him trying to convince me), I gave in and headed to the grocery store.

I came home with this:

It's as big as my head. And do I look scared? Nope!

Since there was going to be so many other dishes there, and probably another meat, whether ham or chicken, or whatever, I just got a turkey breast. It was basically a small turkey with the legs and wings cut off, about 5.5 pounds.

I had no idea what I was doing so I just set out trying to copy and combine several ideas and recipes I’d seen. Here’s what I learned in the process.

I used an apple, carrots, and onion on the inside cavities, and a butter and herb mixture on the outside to help with flavor and getting that great golden brown skin. (In my family, the skin is what most of us fought over before dinner. Yum!)

In the oven, fingers crossed!

I had read that roasting the turkey breast side down (instead of the usual way with that side on the top) keeps the white meat more moist and juicy since all the juices run down. So I tried it, and flipped it over halfway through the cooking process so the skin could get nice and brown as well. And I brushed it with the melted butter mixture (butter, thyme, rosemary, parsley, garlic, salt, pepper, and apple juice) every fifteen to thirty minutes.

Mmmm....melted herb butter.

Pretty soon,  (well, not “soon,” so much, considering it took like 2 and a half hours) it looked like this:

Ready to carve!

In the meantime though, I had fun watching these:

(Not homemade, frozen, but I didn't have enough notice for homemade, and they were still delicious)

Turn into this:

Ready to bake!

And by this time, Wyatt was home from work so he could help me carve. He’d never done that before, either, but I told him about Alton Brown’s tips, and he dug in.

He was excited since he got to use a big knife.

(P.S. Notice the wedding ring on the counter…I moved it to the shelf, and told him that, but he still forgot it that night. He blames me. I say, “how can you not notice it’s not on your hand? It drives me crazy when I don’t have mine!”)

And we ended up with this:

It tasted even better than it looks, so we were both pretty happy with our first turkey efforts.

And we got the wishbone!

Success!

And yes, my night didn’t end up so well, considering the way I spent all Saturday morning. (Maybe I should have wished to not get super sick!) But we had a great time Friday night with friends, laughing and hearing old stories, and eating good food, despite whatever got me…

So, even though I’m not sure if I’m ready to eat Thanksgiving dinner again (hopefully tomorrow!) I’m happy to report that the turkey adventure wasn’t so scary. Hubs pretty much only ate that, so I think it’s safe to say he liked it.

In fact, I think I wouldn’t be scared to try it again sometime!

What about you? Are you scared to cook a turkey or are you a pro? Either way, I’d love to hear about it!

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In sickness…

(First of all, I need to offer an apology for my absence lately. You’ll understand after reading this post.)

On Friday night/Saturday morning at approximately 12:30 am, it started. I was sick. Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick.

We both suspect food poisoning. (Don’t worry, our Friday night Thanksgiving meal sharers, we don’t blame anyone!)

But no matter the cause, it was certainly unpleasant. Yikes. Ick. Blech. Blah. I’ll spare you the details, but long story short, neither of us slept much that night. (Well, to be honest, Wyatt started out sleeping just fine on the couch, but I woke him up and begged him to at least be close enough he could hear me if I needed him.) And we made it through the night, sleeping maybe 20 minutes to the hour for me, since I was up sick about every 40 minutes, and 45 minutes to the hour for Wyatt since I could hear him snoring while I was hurling my guts and lungs out in the bathroom. (Sorry for that visual. I’ll try to keep the rest of the unpleasantness to a minimum.)

When we got home from the party, I headed straight for the privacy of the bathroom (we’re newlyweds, I didn’t want him to hear me hurl) and he cleaned the entire kitchen, all the dishes and all the counters (since it was super messy from my turkey adventure…more on that later.) He also folded the laundry that was in the dryer. I didn’t know it at the time since I was a bit preoccupied, but it was a huge blessing when I realized it the next day.

And even though I didn’t want Wyatt to hear or see me when I was so disgusting and sick, there comes a point in every relationship that all that becomes less important. It’s safe to say that we reached that point. Yes, I kindly shut the door behind me every time I got up, and yes, Wyatt says the whole process wasn’t that gross for him because he didn’t have to clean up anything or “hold my hair back” (I’ve never understood that, why not use a pony tail?) I’d never thrown up in his presence before that night. And I certainly decided to break that barrier with a bang. And I wasn’t ashamed to groan with how much pain I was in, or tell him what was wrong with me or ask for him to get up in the middle of the night to bring me some water, or help me not pass out in the shower the next day…(reason #100 that husband roommates are the best)

All I can say is that I’m super thankful our bathroom is so close to our bedroom.

Finally, morning came, and things calmed down a little, though I could barely get out of bed and was so sore and tired (Hurling that often will certainly cause your insides to freak out, let me tell you.) I couldn’t have functioned even if I could have. He ran to Wal-mart and brought home Gatorade, which I don’t like, but he insisted I should drink, and Cheerios, my preferred sick food. And you know what else that sweet man brought home?

Flowers.

Pretty and practical, for raising your sick wife's spirits, that is.

Yup, the man who thinks flowers are a waste of money because they just die and they cost a lot brought me flowers. I didn’t ask for them…how could I, in the midst of my misery? And I didn’t even know they were there because he just put them in a big pitcher on our coffee table and I didn’t see them until about 3 o’clock that afternoon.

I liked them so much I wanted to pack them up and take them with us. I refrained.

But that’s why it was so sweet, he didn’t do it to impress me or show off. He did it because he knew that when I saw them, it would cheer me up.

And you know what?

It did.

How can anyone be uncheered with something like this shining up at them? Still sick, but cheered!

Now, by Saturday afternoon, I was “better.” Meaning I was no longer hurling every half hour but could still barely stand, and I had a pretty severe “mystery pain/pulled muscle” in the left side of my lower abdomen which made it hard to sit or stand…or lay… (man, it hurt. You may be thinking I’m a wuss. I’m not. Ask my mom and dad, ask Wyatt, ask my sister)

And since we had plans in Sedalia, Wyatt helped me pack and we headed out in the Honda. We only had to stop once on the way, and we made it fast. (Thanks for driving fast and safe, Hubs, because that car ride was NOT my favorite part of the weekend.)

Our plans consisted of going to Lyceum Theatre to use our free tickets from Missouri Life magazine. But we almost didn’t go since I was still not feeling well when we got to my parents’ house. Finally, I decided I’d probably feel the same whether at the theatre or in bed, and since I wasn’t contagious, we might as well go. So we did. And yes, I felt sick, and yes, the car ride wasn’t fun (thanks for letting me lay on you, Hubs) and yes, I didn’t laugh nearly as much as I would have if I wasn’t in pain, but it was still fun, and I’m glad we didn’t miss it.

But we went to bed the second we got back to my parents’ house. It had been an 8 o’clock show, and we were both still exhausted from that long, sleepless morning.

And we spent most of the next day lounging around on my parents’ couch until it was time for their 30th anniversary surprise dinner that night, which I’m thankful I was well enough to enjoy, even if I only had salad and a baked potato.

Yup, 30 years. Congrats to you guys! Thanks for being a great example!

So, that was my weekend, and why my weekend recap is a bit late this week.

All in all, even though I was so super sick and miserable, I wouldn’t say at all that it was a bad weekend. If nothing else (and there was a lot else, celebrating my parents’ 30 years of marriage, for one thing), I was humbled and blessed every few minutes by how awesome Wyatt was.

He was more than caring and more than wonderful. Yes, the flowers were a nice surprise, and I’m still enjoying them, but it was more than that. He took my temperature with the fancy thermometer I didn’t know how to work that he went out to buy to make sure I wasn’t really “sick,” and he kept me in supply of water, Gatorade, and 7up. He packed for me, he carried everything, he made multiple trips to the car when I forgot something or he couldn’t carry everything in one trip. He made me lunch on Sunday when I thought I could eat something. He cleaned, he did laundry, he woke up when I woke up (for the most part), and he rubbed my back and held my hand as I moaned and groaned in pain, even though he was in a sleepy stupor and probably was just trying to get me to be quiet. Most of all, he wasn’t grumpy or unpleasant or unwilling in any of it.

I hadn’t really given much though to the “in sickness” part of our vows. It isn’t something that’s especially pleasant or fun to think about or plan for. I mean, I’ve put a lot of effort into living out the “in health” part, figuring out how to be a wife to my husband, but I’m more thankful than ever for the other end of that as well.  I’m almost excited (almost!) for when I can take my turn at taking care of him!

What about you? Anything great happen this weekend? Anything unpleasant to deal with? What about the “in sickness” thing, how has it come to play in your marriage? 

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In a Thanksgiving State of Mind

Yesterday I told you that I’d added to my Fall and Thanksgiving decorations.

Before you roll your eyes (which is what Wyatt did), here’s what happened.

I was at the church I am volunteering at and they are redecorating their lobby area. So I took down the Fall decor, and the live pumpkins and little squash things? They were going to throw them out!

But they still looked so good!

Naturally, I couldn’t let that happen, so I offered to give them a new home. In my tiny apartment.

Here’s how my apartment was decorated before:

Nice, and mostly free, except the apples.

Here’s how it looks now.

Overkill? You tell me. I think not.

The little ones are my favorite.

If this doesn't make you want Thanksgiving, I don't know what will.

Perhaps the smell of cooking turkey…but that’s another blog post.

More of my little cuties. They've spread over our living room.

And these?

I bought them at Hobby Lobby for $1 and $2. I think that's cheap enough.

I think it really completed the look.

No matter how many eye rolls I get from Wyatt.

I’m ready for Thanksgiving. Are you?

Our apartment is ready for Thanksgiving too. My poor kitchen should have taken these as a warning...

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10 Things My Kitchen Will Tell You

Here’s some things you can learn about me from my kitchen.

1. I’m fairly messy, though I like things to be neat. Case in point: I don’t want dishes all over the counter, but dislike unloading the dishwasher so I rise them and stack them nicely in the sink. Thus, I have dishes in my sink a lot of the time, or at least until I make myself unload and put away the clean dishes so I can reload.

2. I love to eat. Hence all the dirty dishes.

3. Hubs and I cook a lot. We’re newlyweds trying to save as much money as we can and it’s cheaper to eat in than out. Plus, I like to experiment. Last night when he texted me to say he was going to be home late, I asked him if it was okay to have an “experiment” for dinner. He said sure. So we had bacon-and-blue-cheese-butter-burger-twice-baked-potatoes.  (It was delicious.)

Yum. Yum. Yum. All because we had a little of this and a little of that to use.

Want to learn how to make them? I’ll tell you if you ask.

4. I like to bake. Currently, this is sitting on my counter.

Pear Crisp. Yum.

Except it’s now almost gone, since I made it on Monday.

Wanna know how to make it? I got the idea from here, but changed it, as usual. It’s easy, I’ll tell you.

Peel and slice 4 pears. I used ones that were getting too soft, so I had lots of bad spots to cut out, and I added 1 apple, peeled and sliced as well.

After I was done with that and washing the first peeler I tried to use, I realized why it hadn’t been working.

Apparently, I've never used that one before. Clearly, clear was the wrong color sticker to use, as it was invisible...at least to me. Good thing I had another peeler that worked much better.

Then, add 1/4 cup water, 1 Tbs lemon juice, and 1 Tbs maple syrup. Mix that up so everything’s coated.

For the top, mix 1 stick of melted butter, 2 packets of instant maple flavored oatmeal (uncooked), 11/2 cups brown sugar, 1 1/2 cups flour, and as much cinnamon as you like. I used about a 1/2 Tbs.

It should look something like this.

This is how happiness smells. This bowl of sweet goodness.

Then mix that up and put in on top of the pears. Don’t mush  it down, just crumble it on.

It should look like this. I'm telling you, it's easy, and your taste buds will thank me. Your belly will, too.

6. I love yellow. I have as many yellow kitchen accessories as possible in there, including my mixer, which I love, love, LOVE!

It should be considered art. Art that makes delicious foods.

7. I like organization. I have 2 cork boards, and 2 magnetic dry erase boards to help us remember where we’re supposed to be and what we’re supposed to pay. Bills have a way of creeping up on us.

8. I like things that are festive. Remember when I showed you how I decorated for Thanksgiving and Fall? (Here) Well, today I got some free “things” from the church I volunteer at and I can’t wait to show you guys tomorrow!

9. I don’t vacuum as much as I should. Probably because I hate my vacuum. It’s so heavy, and it smells so bad. I blame Wyatt’s old roommate who dried to vacuum up smelly carpet cleaner in an attempt to remove the dog smell from their duplex’s carpet. Wyatt promised if I don’t get one for Christmas that we can go buy one. So in the meantime, yes, we have crumbs. Judge me if you want. I don’t care.

10. Hubs and I are crazy about each other and have been for a long time. You’ll see that evidenced by the collection of ridiculously happy-sappy photos on our fridge that dates back several years. I am not a huge fan of cluttered fridges, or clutter in general, but our fridge was kind of dingy and white, so I figured, why not cover it up? You can also tell this by looking in the cabinets. You’ll find the cheezits I make sure we always have on hand for Wyatt’s lunches, and the olives Wyatt put in the cart for me even though they’re expensive. You’ll also see the empty Mountain Dew box from where I surprised Wyatt last Tuesday with his favorite drink we never buy. Oh, and the milk for the cocoa I’m about to make from this night.

Aren't we cute?

There, now that you have a better idea of me and my kitchen. What about you? What rooms in your house give away all your secrets?

P.S. I linked this post up with Newlywed Recipe Linky.

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