How to Pick Your Battles

I realized the other day that it had been a while since Chris and I had a good knock down, drag out fight. Which is saying something because we are smack dab in the middle of our 7th year of marriage, and isn’t that supposed to be the big one? The seven year itch one? The one that every young couple dreads? The seventh year. (insert high pitched, horror movie scream here) But we are in the middle of Year Seven, and I would say that this year we have…

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Revenge Grocery Shopping

I am equal parts ashamed and proud of the story I am about to tell.  You should just know that. I am swamped right now.  It’s just one of those weeks when the sun, moon and stars align and suddenly I am needed in 300 different places at once.  At school it is exam week for my students, which brings it own *special* problems (i.e. we have been reviewing for our exam for the past week, and at least 6 students walked into my classroom today and said, “WHAT????  We…

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To Clarify

Wowzers, Imaginary Friends!  Way to get my back when I’m in a fight!  Holy moley!  But I should clarify in an effort to defend my ego-battered husband.  Sometimes I forget that you all aren’t living my life right beside me.  I share so much on the blog that I sometimes forget that I don’t share EVERYTHING, so when I leave out critical information it can really give the wrong impression. When I write something that elicits such passionate feedback, I debate about how to respond. Usually, I decide not to…

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Pouting, Fighting and Apologies

So, Chris and I have been fighting for two days.  But we only just ACTUALLY spoke about it tonight.  And by spoke, I mean he said he was mad, I got mad for him being mad, we slammed some doors, then went to Bean’s Christmas concert at school, smiled with the other parents like everything was fine, came home and put the kids to bed together, and then sat on opposite ends of the couch pouting until bedtime. All very mature, highly functioning stuff. I have two versions of the…

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Married to a Workaholic

One of the things that I love most about Chris is his work ethic.  You won’t find too many people who are as committed and loyal as Chris is.  When he takes on a project, task, or job, he gives it nothing less than 110% for 110% of the time.  He is as dependable of a person as you can find.  All of this is well and good in an employee or team member.  But it can be downright irritating in a spouse.  Because when Chris goes above and beyond…

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Swift Kick in the Rear

I can’t remember a time when my life has been this orderly.  For the past two weeks, I get to work early like always, ready to tackle my to-do list, but I end up sitting there trying to come up with a to-do list.  When I come home, I get dinner going and then begin to look around for the chores that always need to be done, and I find there’s just not that much to do.  It’s the first time I can ever remember being this caught up both…

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Something.s Missing…

Chris’s job isn’t like most other jobs. He is the general and production manager at a regional theater here in Orlando and a large part of his job is overseeing the technical aspects of the plays they produce. Normally, this job can be done in a typical 9-5 work day. When he was in grad school, he was the one who did the actual designing and building of scenery. And that job is time intensive. Lots of working through the night to get a set ready to for actors the…

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Voting Results and A List

1. Thanks to everyone who voted on which “Gift of Happiness” trip Chris and I should take. We are so happy that you all chose the ADVENTURE PACKAGE!! Yay! Chris says I messed up the voting because I swayed you, but I think you all just know the perfect vacation package when you see one, right???? SO SHUT IT, CHRIS! 2. Thanksgiving is, like, next week. When did that happen??? I thought Halloween was yesterday? We are heading to my parent’s house next Wednesday to spend a few days with…

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Brutally Honest Marriage

I don’t like to be told what to do. (Who does, really?) And if that something that I need to do involves making a change in myself? Well then, whoever is brave enough to tell me to my face had better be wearing a helmet and a sports cup. Just about the only people in the world that I can take direct criticism from are Chris and my sister. Ginny keeps me in check when I’m being stupid or immature. She tells me to get over things, grow up, and…

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The Next Time I Speak to My Husband…

The next time I speak to my husband probably won’t be until tomorrow because we have retreated to neutral corners after a big fight tonight. The next time I speak to my husband it will be a little awkward because we’ll both still be angry, but we have to talk because we have two kids and that requires communication. The next time I speak to my husband I will say that I am sorry – not for everything, because it wasn’t all my fault, but that I’m sorry for what…

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