What Smells?

I watch movies like this and I want to adopt another animal.



But then I'm forced to remind myself that this week Mia urinated on a shirt I left on the floor. What's worse is that I then proceeded to wear the shirt and walk around for half the morning wondering who and what smelled so bad.

After about three hours wearing the shirt, I finally figured out it was my own sleeve. It was me that smelled so bad.

Yeah, my hands are already full.

I need to stop leaving my clothes on the floor.

I need to stop wearing clothes off the floor.

No more pets.

For now.

'Tis The Season To Fast Forward

I came to a very sad yet honest conclusion this week.

I'm really not a fan of the "holiday" season.

Yeah, yeah, I know. What kind of horrible monster am I?

My only comfort is that my little sister feels the same way.

(Does that make her a monster as well?)

An actual conversation that occurred yesterday:

Me: I'm so not looking forward to the holidays.
Kristina: I hate the holidays. They're so annoying.
Me: I agree. I wish we could just fast forward through them.
Kristina: Totally.

Holidays are stressful. SUPER STRESSFUL. There is nothing, and I mean, NOTHING not stressful about the holidays. First and foremost the holidays cost money - lot's of money - to buy gifts. The shopping, the hustle and bustle, the sales, the paying full price, the getting gift receipts. The pressure of it all drains me of any and all enjoyment for this time of year.

The running around, the wrapping, the lugging of the bins that hold all of the Christmas decorations, the cleaning involved to display the Christmas decorations, the putting the Christmas decorations back into the bins and lugging them down into the basement. The shooing of the cats away from the Christmas tree. The traveling, the spending enough time with family members so they aren't disappointed yet somehow it's never enough and they are disappointed ANYWAY despite your best efforts.

The food, the food, the food. Ugh.

I'm so over the holidays.

I've decided that I'm going to have an un-holiday holiday season. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to go about this un-holidayness, but I'm sure I will figure out something creative. I have to imagine that I'm not the only person out there (anyone? anyone?) that isn't all super sugary excited about weeks to come.

So come on, admit it. Who else isn't jazzed about the holidays?????

Mawwiage

Hi Folks!

Long time no blog!

I apologize for the mini-blogging hiatus but I needed to take some time off.

I desperately needed time to decompress, to unwind, and most importantly to de-stress. Unfortunately, I have only been able to accomplish the first two. Work demands have me more stressed than ever - but it's a good stress. Idle hands are the devil's playground, and my hands are far from idle.

I wish I could report exciting news from the marriage front. I wish I could report that being Newlyweds has somehow changed how we interact with each other. I wish I could report that somehow it's made the two of us fall more in love. I wish I could report that there has been an increase in the romance around here and that we gaze lovingly into each others eyes prior to falling asleep. I wish I could report that we cuddle more or hug more or hold one another in a loving embrace more but alas, that is not the case. Life around here has returned to normal.

In addition to life returning to the status quo, I've been battling some sort of flu/cold for the last two weeks that Brian has managed to catch within the last few days. Let me tell you, nothing says hot sizzling romance like one person coughing uncontrollably and the other blowing ones nose into the 34rd Kleenex of the day. Our conversations revolve around who feels more sick then whom and which one of us has dog duty.

"I'm sick. You take out the dog."
"No. I AM sick. YOU take out the dog."

Poor dog just wants to relieve himself, not listen to his parents fight over who feels more like hell.

I'm actually glad that things haven't changed around here after the wedding. I like how things were. Living together for as long as we have has allowed us to work out the kinks. We've managed to find a good balance that works with our hectic lifestyles. The wedding just made it official. We both knew we were in it for the long haul - that despite work, dogs needing to be walked, illness and whatever else came roaring at us, we would be just fine.

Speaking of the dog....



I know there will be days when I love him more than my husband.



Sorry husband!

As I write this, husband is in bed to my left snoring and the dog is at the foot of the bed (on the floor of course) snoring as well. In about an hour, I'll have a cat snuggled in my ear and sharing my pillow.

All of that is marriage to me. And I love it.
The dog especially......sorry, he's super cute when he snores. The dog. Not the husband.