Fall Approaching

The leaves have started falling and it's FINALLY starting to cool off a bit after a feverishly hot summer. Football games consume our weekends and there are sweaters and fall colors in all the stores. I love Fall, it is my absolute favorite time of the year and it's beautiful in NC. I cannot wait to wear my corduroy pants and my brown leather boots. Sundays turn in to days where there is something cooking on the stove all day and I love it. I have started thinking of goals or better yet things I want to accomplish, things I know I can accomplish in these upcoming months. Sometimes it's hard to get out of this rut though, it's just so easy to just watch tv and not be motivated while the hours rush past. I used to love to snuggle up with a good book and just read or get really creative with some sort of project and I haven't done that ina  while. A couple weeks ago I went and got everything to crochet, I really want to make a blanket or something substancial in size so I can say, "I DID IT" but as so many things I worked on it for a day and then never went back. Why is it difficult to follow through or just finish a damn project, is it just me? Does this happen to everyone, where does it come from? I am a big list writer. I love the to cross things off the list and then eventually be left with nothing but it seems there is always at least 1 or 2 lingering things that never get done. Well that is going to change. I am going to try to finish things I start and I want to start reading again and finding the things that make me feel happy, just like the way I feel when the leaves start turning my favorite colors of fall.

Bad Habits

I have started the habit of waking up at about 3:30-4:00am on Saturday morning. I have never been a "late" sleeper but it is just ridiculous that I can't sleep past 5 on the weekends! This morning I woke up at 3:58 and just layed there trying to close my eyes and clear my head and go back to sleep and finally at 4:30 I got up and made a cup of tea. So here I am at 5:00am on Saturday morning watching the Real Housewives of DC, I am sure by Noon I will be completely exhausted. Oh Joy!

Bits & Pieces

I thought I would take the time to post some pictures from our recent trip up to CT. I wish we would have gotten more of other family and friends we saw but we were having too much fun! This was a perfect day trip to Island Beach- We took the short ferry ride over and enjoyed a grilled cheese near the water. I loved this trip even more than normal because I feel like David really got to bond with Nana, she is so special to me. I remember going to Island Beach as a child and playing by the beach and big rocks and eating "snack bar" food- it just had a different, awesome flavor.

 I think it's funny how as you grow up you only remember little bits and pieces. I wish I could remember everything good and bad but unfortunately I don't think anyone has that big of a brain compacity! But for now I will try to document all my stories and memories so one day I can look back and remember more than just the bits and pieces.

Meagaloopapoopiedoop

My Dad had all types of nicknames for me when growing up, Meagaloopapoopiedoop was something he loved to yell out loudly and dramatically in VERY public places, eventually it got shortened to loopie(thankfully!)...Doober was another favorite of his nicknames for me. David and I recently went to spend the day with my parents on Labor Day and while we were eating dinner we were reminiscing about when Jason and I were younger and some of our favorite things, including both dressing up in our superman and superwoman pajamas and riding my father's back around the living room. My Dad and I also used to sit and watch Fraggle Rock for hours and he said that the little workers were named "Doozers" and  I couldn't pronounce it and I said "Doobers" and alas that's how it began. My Dad will always and forever be my Daddy, someone I look up to, someone who makes me laugh with how inappropriate he can sometimes be and someone I cannot wait to introduce my [some day] children to so they can share some of the same memories I had as a child. And for that reason I really want this and of course these

What a fantastic weekend!

Friday night we had an incredible 3 year anniversary date. We started off at Coquette where I had my very first dirty martini with blue cheese stuffed olives, I drank the whole thing and ate 2 out of the 3 olives...the 3rd I gave to David. For those of you that don't know I HATE olives, which is so wierd because I LOVE salty and savory. I had been craving a martini since we started watching the TV series Mad Men and finally I indulged Friday. Back to our date... we enjoyed beef tar tar in the bar area and then walked over to Mura where we indulged in some great sushi,saki and pomegranate martinis (they make theirs with gin and pom liqueur).

Saturday was the most.productive.day.ever! I got the craft room closet cleaned out and organized, scrubbed our 40sqft tile shower,cleaned the whole house,did all laundry, went to an hour long gym class, finally got some pictures mailed out that I had been meaning to do, David mowed and blowed the whole yard and washed and vaccumed both cars while I cleaned the insides and then we painted the whole shed and made a fabulous dinner!

I woke up Sunday morning put some pork in the crockpot and baked some banana nut muffins, after all the work on Saturday, Sunday I just relaxed, rented some movies and hung out with the cats while David was plastered to the TV watching football....At one point while I was laying in bed watching my "chick flicks" and I was filled with the most overwhelming happiness. I think because I finally realized I don't need a 2nd job (even though it would be nice to have), money is not everything and we will be just fine. I don't know where this fear of the future comes from , I guess I just think and think and it eventually warps in to worry. I can't get babies off the brain and how once we are pregnant, there will be no extra time, so maybe I am trying to fit it all in? I felt like this weekend freed my mind from all of the little worries and made me look at the big picture and I am truly lucky to have such a  phenomenal husband that puts me at ease more than he knows and probably more than I tell him.

3 years

3 years ago today David and I had our first date. I knew then my life would be changed forever.

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I know I know, I haven't really been so great at writing even though I have thought about it, but thinking about things does not get them done. That would be awesome if it could happen like that though, I could "think" of vaccuuming the house or "think" of folding the laundry...

We have had some great past couple of weeks. Our trip to CT was so enjoyable and I felt like David really got to spend some quality time with Nana and I always enjoy my visits with them. It scares me to think that any trip I take up there could be the last time I see her because she is just getting so old and frail.

We are now in the middle of September so football has started and we have started our ritual of awesome tailgates and hanging out with great friends.

I have been on the hunt for a part time job in the evenings and weekends because to be quite honest I have been having major anxiety over the "thought" of getting pregnant with no money saved up. It's funny how when you voice your opinions to friends or even family they all say the same thing... "You will never have enough money for kids" I agree there will never be enough..... but shouldn't you have SOMETHING? Between the debt David and I both have as well as the mortgage, it's hard to fathom how we would be able to accomplish juggling it all. I always knew I wouldn't be a full time stay at home mom and that I would have some sort of part time job to supplement for bills etc. Of course David is my rock and he says not to worry and that things have a way of working out but unless he knows a secret was to win the lottery I will continue to worry.

So the hunt.....I was offered a part time position at Restoration Hardware but the pay was not worth my time. I had 2 INCREDIBLE interviews at the new Container Store that is coming here and then got a call that they did not have a position for me, I felt like I was punched in the stomach! The Manager truly made me feel like I already had the job at the interview so to get the alarming news that I wasn't chosen seriously sucked. I had been basing everything around getting this job, budgeting what I could save and how long we would need to save and then it all crashed down in one 2 minute phonecall! "We had to make some tough decisions and unfortunately we don't have a position for you BUT you are at the top of our list if someone doesn't work out" yeah right I am sure they say that to everyone and I am now 2nd choice, which again is a horrible feeling.
The only options I feel I have at this point are going back to catering or some sort of food, which is okay but it is not consistent. I was looking forward to another weekly paycheck, learning new things, meeting new people. I have done all the food stuff and it's exhausting. HOWEVER I have an interview with caterer tomorrow and I have the opportunity to work an event on Saturday, so we'll see what happens. blah.