Tales of the "hot" hubby

So according to Brian, I refer to my husband as "hot" quite frequently. I guess its a good thing that I think that the person that I married is attractive. Its funny to me that I mention that so often in conversation, but kudos to Carl for still being a hottie!

What is weird to me though is when other women think Carl is hot, I mean he's mine in one sense of the word. Of course when we were in college I had my fair share of "competition": there was the crazy "ex" who called herself "Soup" and other random girls who would be hanging on my man upon my return from the bathroom. Now it seems at though there is a new brand of girl that also seems to think my husband is hot, the "slutty work chic". It seems as though the majority of women that I meet associated with his company are that tall, skinny, gorgeous, fashionable kind of hot. They may not actually be "slutty", but they sure do dress that way. What wife/mother of two wouldn't be the tiniest bit jealous of these beautiful secretaries seeing more of their husbands than they do?

We won't get into my first meeting with these secretaries, but I feel as though they assume a relationship with MY husband, that at times seems a little TOO close for comfort. Case and point, a quiet morning spent looking through the sale racks at Gymboree when I tall, beautiful woman, in fashionable garb excuses herself past me to give my husband a giant bear hug. Ummm..hello! Who is this woman who is hugging you? After a few minutes of idle chat, I finally get introduced.... Coworker, of course!

My relationship with Carl is paired with a high level of trust, so I'm not "worried" about these woman chatting him up. I take a sense of secret pleasure in knowing that others think that the man I married is a hottie. The best part, Carl is totally unaware of any of this!

thoughts on starbucks

I LOVE caffine, primarily in the forms of chocolate and coffee. I can not get through a day without at least a cup of coffee or a piece of chocolate, that would be impossible. My coffee addiction seems to have evolved recently. For me, I think I started drinking coffee as a social activity. Wen had me addicted to white hot chocolate before I moved to FL. During my time working for the mouse, I transitioned to white mocha. My friends I would visit the outlets or the mall and grab some "fancy" coffee and a seat. Coffee became an intergral part of my "girl chats" and shopping trips.
My first long-term real world job brought on my "addiction" to Starbucks. When I worked with Becky, we would use Starbucks runs as ways to get away from the office. After Becky left, Katie became my new office gal-pal, and we would go multiple times a week, testing many of the coffee delights as mid-morning or mid-afternoon treats.
November brought my birthday, and one of my favorite birthday gifts: a wonderful new coffee machine from my mother in law. I started to make coffee at home. As Katie left and Christmas approached, I began to limit my coffee runs. I had no one to go with, and I realized that my social habit was getting quite expensive. I stopped visiting Starbucks all together.
Then, one the way home from an Easter-eve visit to my brother in laws home in MoCo , Carl and I stopped at Starbucks for coffees and breakfast. I ordered my old "usual": tall raspberry mocha, non-fat milk, no whipped cream. This coffee concoction did not bring me the joy that it once had, and I realized, the Starbucks addiction is gone.
I still enjoy a trip every once and a while to A coffee shop. They are great places to sit and chat with my girlfriends, but for my everday addiction, I will stick to my Folgers from home. It has really grown on me :)

what a weekend

The weather this weekend was AWESOME. DT was over on Friday, and by the third day, I had had enough (especially after spending two days in MoCo doing the National fair with Bri). Saturday the girls and I headed to visit Auntie Ciruc in Philly and we all visited the zoo. It was a lot of fun (outside of the small lunchtime snafu). Laney and Alie really wanted to walk around the zoo, so after lunch, we let them. That really slowed us down, but the girls seemed really proud of themselves. We came home for dinner: hotdogs on the grill!

Sunday I did some gardening and the girls played in the backyard with their new water table. The awnings went up also, always a sign of summer. We did some grilling for dinner again, this time fish and yellow squash (mmmm...) Next time it is so warm we will have to eat outside.

Recently I've been feeling like I need a change, a fresh start. Certainly the changing weather brings many things along with it, but I need something bigger. I'm looking for something that will help me to redefine who I am. Am I looking for a new job? A new hair do? A new outlook on life? I'm not really sure...

Reality TV

Television today fascinates me. As a child, my favorite shows were Punky Brewster, Alf, Full House, Cosby, Growing Pains, etc. In my mid teens, I watched Dawson's Creek, Felicity, Real World, Road Rules, and of course 90210. In my late teens and early 20s I was obsessed with Friends and I watched all of my high school/college comfort shows go off the air. Now we have the era of reality tv and as much as I have tried to stay away from the network realities, I am slowly becoming addicted. I have always been a fan of the mtv reality shows: real world, road rules, laguna beach, newlyweds, and most recently the hills. I have never really gotten into survivor or the amazing race, but somehow I find myself addicted to dancing with the stars (eventhough this season is relatively sucky). I was sooo excited last night when Drew Lachey showed up on dancing with the stars; I know I'm pathetic! I find myself wondering what Delaney and Alison will claim as their favorite shows of childhood...will I have to pull out dvd versions of my childhood favorites because of a lack of appropriate programming??

On another note, Opening day was lots of fun. It was great spending some grown up time alone with Carl. I'm actually not sure the last time we've spent that type of time together (except driving to a from places). The game was wonderful eventhough it was a bit cold.... I'm hoping to go again next year, I guess we'll have to see!

Opening Day

The weekend was a lot of fun. I spent it with family: Dan and Mindy on Saturday night, and my parents on Easter. Delaney and Alison had a great time at Dan and Mindy's new home, and I'm soo excited that they are officially engaged!!! Carl and I also had a wonderful time, except for bedtime....
Today I am psyched, it is Opening Day! I have never been, and Carl promised last year that we would go. It will be kind of chilly, but I can't wait.

Just what I needed....

Last night Cirucci came over for dinner. Brian made stuffed peppers and they were wonderful. She arrived around 6:30, just in time to get the girls ready for their bedtime routine. Dinner was ready shortly after the girls went down, and it was wonderful to enjoy some adult only time with other adults during the week.

Later that night we had our own mini wine party. It was sooo much fun, maybe a little too much fun for a worknight. We knew we were in trouble when Gettysburg College called to ask me for $$ and I told her that I was sitting at the table with two other Gettysburg grads. She was looking for Carl and Cirucci is screaming in the background that we are drinking. I pledged some $$ and the girl probably has a funny story to tell to her fellow telemarketers.

As the evening continued, I called my dad because Brian wanted a bobble-head. We signed ourselves up for a game in June, so we can get a bobble head. Cirucci and I started our list of things that we want to do together. It should be interesting since we had such trouble deciding what we are doing this summer....


After polishing off our 4th bottle of wine (enter Carl, home from work), Cirucci and Carl headed out for more wine, and I called Dan and Mindy who are officially engaged!!!!! Upon their return from the liquor store, we made some popcorn, and then some more popcorn. Later still, I did an interpretive dance to Illuminations (the soundtrack to that light show at Epcot). Halfway through the interpretive dance, I decided that I was too tired to stand up, so I layed down on the floor and continued the dance with my legs in the air. Delaney and Alison are lucky to have a mom with such talent!

My favorite memory of the evening (and there are a lot to choose from): laying on the floor with Cirucci next to me....I LOVE her! We even peed together, just like we used to in college.

The only bummer, waking up this morning kind of stunk!

Remembering what's important

So after all of the "drama" from the weekend (I despise drama), I regrouped last night and decided that the solution for me would be to focus on what's important to me. I reached out with an email, and that will be the extent of my actions. I'm not going to stoop to the levels of ridiculousness that are occuring.

When I went in to check on the girls (before I passed out from exhaustion), I noticed how peaceful and absolutely beautiful they are. Admiring them reaffirms my feelings that they, along with Carl are and should be my number one priority. I received the grades from my personnel selection course. I didn't do as well as I would have liked to have done, but I think the grades were deserved. Initially I thought personnel selection would be the easier of my two classes, but as it turns out, I seem to be doing significantly better in research methods. I have a group project to work on in research methods due on the 12th of April. Hopefully my group will work together successfully, unlike my group from last semester.

Tomorrow is registration for fall classes. I can't believe that I am already registering for the fall when I haven't even started the summer coursework yet. I am still hoping to meet my graduation goal at the end of fall 2008. That seems like sooo long from now :(

I am looking forward to some serious playground time this afternoon. I'm feeling much more like myself today!

Ignorance or Just Plain Mean

My grandmother is very very sick. She has been quite sick and far from herself for quite sometime. After the Christmas fiasco, I decided that I want nothing to do with my mom's sisters family. I went to visit my grandmother this weekend, and as I was leaving, she starts telling me all of these things that I have done "wrong" since I married Carl. Most of these actions can seem somewhat mean, if taken out of context, however "taken out of context" is the key to understanding the situation.
My cousins and aunt have done a number on my grandmother, and in some instances have flat out lied to her. My cousin Melissa told my grandmother a whopper about Christmas evening, something about me not letting her take pictures of the girls, for example. I can't really figure out why. The woman is old and sick; why make up, embellish, or take situations out of context to upset her? Melissa showed my grandmother pictures of the girls birthday party that we didn't invite her to because of the staph infection. We kept it a secret so that my grandmother's feelings wouldn't be hurt. What gain does Melissa see in making my grandmother upset that she wasn't invited to the party? Making me look bad? At this point I give up, there is no arguing or explaining to these people. They are just malicious and ignorant. I pray that one day, my grandmother is able to see the light.
The best part of the whole situation, they are all two faced. Melissa leaves me a message on my voicemail yesterday afternoon, saying that she would love to get together and see the girls. Haha! How can she act as if nothing happened at christmas and that she doesn't feed my grandmother lies about me? Is she serious? Maybe she's just crazy....