Saturday, August 17, 2013

New York, I think I'm gonna love you

We are takin' a trip, my friends
to a far away eastern land
that neither of us have been to
but both of us have always really really wanted to visit.
It's said to be one of the best cities in the world
(I'll confirm that when I get back)

I'm talkin 'bout New Yooo-oooork.

Yeah, we are planning our trip to New York.
Right after Chris gets home we are taking off
to celebrate the end of training 
and the beginning of fall.

We want to do as much as we can.
But we don't know anything.
We will be those true, annoying, 'I ♥ NY' shirt wearing tourists. 
I need recommendations
from anyone who has been to the big apple.
We have our plane tickets and our NY "to do" wish list but nothing else. 
So...if anyone has tips...
I need to know where to stay, how to get around,
and what we absolutely cannot miss out on. 
Please.

So. SO. excited!!!!!!!!!


Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The pee poll has spoken

Now that the pee poll is over....hey, high five for proving my point for me. The overwhelming majority of my friends (that were cool enough to take the poll) think that it is perfectly normal to pee in front of your spouse. Look over there to the right. 27 out of 30 people to be exact. I, also, think it is perfectly normal. So you can imagine my disbelief when that chick from Real Housewives said it had been 10 years without performing the act in front of her husband! Like, how do you share a bathroom for that long and never have to both be in it at the same time? I bet they have separate bathrooms. That would actually make sense since they are filthy rich and everything. I've cracked the case.

It does make me wonder...what else do people see as spousally (made that up) acceptable or unacceptable? Sharing a toothbrush? Deodorant? Farting under the covers? Burping freely? Clipping each other's toe nails? Popping zits? Sharing cereal? I do know people that are grossed out with eating out of the same cereal bowl. I don't know. But these things will now keep me up at night.

For the record...we don't have a lot of boundaries over here. Just smells. I'm not cool with bad smells.

People are so interesting. I need to know more. Good chat. Thanks for participating.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

True life: I'm sad.




























Not all the time.
Just on days that I realize that for 6 months
I don't get to wake up next to my husband.
Yesterday, my mom told me that she can't believe how well I am doing with Chris being gone so long.
I took it as a compliment. Definitely a compliment.
But I also thought, "if the outside matched the inside.....".

I just think it's unnatural to live a life without your spouse.
I mean...you get married for a reason.
And our reason was that we wanted to live life together.
Every day. Good or bad.

I have no idea how military spouses do this for much longer periods of time.
Deployments and what not.
Or anyone else for that matter, military or not.
That make sacrifices. That have to spend time away from their families.
They are so strong. and I admire them.
But at the same time, hope that I never have to learn how to do what they do.

I really just can't wait for Chris to get back.
It's funny. Out of all the of the fun and exciting things we did during my trips to tx
my absolute favorite thing
was sharing a pint of (the best) ice cream
in the hotel bed
using (very breakable) sporks from taco bell
and reconnecting face to face.
Laughing a lot. Sharing secrets from the past few months.
Talking about how distance makes us appreciate one another.
(and stopping everything to snap a pic so we never forget that moment)

That's what I miss.
That's what makes me happy and sad at the same time.
That's what life is all about, right there.
Sporks and love.

Friday, August 9, 2013

ShockTarts. A pointless post.

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            Vegas - June 2012                          Texas - July 2013                            *Arizona - Aug 2013

I just have this thing about ShockTarts. Tell me you know what ShockTarts are, please. They're a candy. And they are now called Shockers. Stupid. Anyway, they make me crazy. I'm romantically in love with them. They don't so much make me want to punch someone in the face. Because I'm not a puncher. You know how some people get so passionate that they want to get violent? Well, I am more of a squeezer. Like, just wrap my arms all the way around you, including your arms, and squeeze until the point of bruising...or popping your head off or similar. That's how I show my love. ST's make me want to pop heads off.

I've loved ShockTarts since I was little. When we lived in Washington (U.P. wut wut!) my little brother and I would drive to the Tacoma mall, listening to the Jessica Simpson compact disc, and buy ShockTarts from the candy kiosk gumball machine things. Where you put the quarter in and get a handful of questionably old and stale candy. Every single time. They were still 'licious.

At some point I was convinced they stopped selling these "Shockers". That was a terrible time. But don't worry...they're not gone. I've just lived in so many different states that I can't remember where they are still available. Sometimes I unexpectedly run into them on sale in a rando little store...and I freak a little.

Last year it was Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum in Vegas. They were ridiculously priced at $3 a piece and I bought two. Had to. Two weeks ago in Texas we ran into a whole barrel of the sour delights at the Candy Barrel in the Stock Yards. $2.50 a piece. Bought some. That's when Chris watched me jump a notch on the crazy scale (middle pic). THEN last week in Idaho the little rolls of yum showed their sweet faces again right in good ol' BROULIM'S!! Right there in the check out. For 75 cents!! Idaho...why did I ever doubt you? So I grabbed as many would fit in my suitcase (without putting it over the weight limit. Did you know they changed it to 40 lbs?) and got the freak out of there before I woke up and realized it was a dream. It was the best day.

Now I'm in a sugar coma. And my tongue hurts.

It's a love affair. And I can't quit.

If any Arizona people find shockers around this place, please...buy them all, leave them at my door, and bill me. Thanks.

* That last pic. I am holding the Shocks that I bought in ID. I have 4 more rolls inside that bag on my arm. I was so happy about it that I had to snap a selfie to send to Chris...to let him know that I was being taken care of. And to confirm that I'm still crazy. And need more sleep.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Pee Poll

I need help settling a debate.

The question arose whilst watching an episode of The Real Housewives of OC. One of the wives said that her and her husband have been married 10 years and they have never ever gone to the bathroom in front of each other. Not even once. This sparked a high-pitched debate between my sister and myself.

One of us thinks that it's perfectly normal and not a big deal to pee in front of your spouse. There's no way there are that many couples that go 10 years without doing the basic #1 in front of each other.

The other one of us thinks that the whole idea is gross and it's weird to use the bathroom in front of someone else. It's a very private thing and it's not uncommon for people to like their privacy even from their spouse.

We're just talking about the basic number 1 here. Adding the deuce to the story could change everything. That's a poll for another day.

So, here is the official question. Yes or no...is it normal for married couples to use the bathroom in front of each other?

Simple as that.

Add your anonymous vote on that right sidebar there. Don't be embarrassed...it's anonymous. And this is important. If you are feeling strongly about your opinion, then feel free to comment below. No judgement here either way.

I will share my opinion once the poll is closed.

Thanks, peeps!

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Mem lane & a fam reunion!


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Talk about blasts from the past. In a week and a half I was able to visit TWO of my five hometowns (I once talked about on me old blog here). I only had about two days between arriving home from Texas and then taking off again for Idaho. I flew on up there for a fab family reunion. And I got to spend a day in the town that I went to college in. Lovely Rexburg. I just really love skipping down memory lane. It's such a special place to me and my little heart. I stopped by all of my old apartments, my fave food joints, my newly remodeled college campus and the very spot that I met my husband of a man. The exact spot (second-to-last pic up above)! So romantic. ♥♥♥♥♥ Well, it could've been....if he was with me.  But close enough.

Victor, Idaho is really beautiful. Like, incredibly. Two of my sisters and I made the scenic drive from Rexburg to Victor for our Schwieder family reunion. I fell in love with the little place. I loved the beauty of the mountains and trees and fields of green. I love the cabins we stayed in and the whole country atmosphere. I think I may have forgotten what the North West (not the baby) has to offer since I've been in the desert for 3 years now. It was a nice, green reminder.

I really love my family. I really love having a huge family, too. We had a splendid weekend just enjoying each other's love and quirks. Isn't that just the best? Catching up with aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, second and third cousins, cousins once removed, etc etc etc. My favorite parts were the night time camp fires. My cute cousins used their scouting skills and created the fires and stripped tree branches for us to roast mallows and starbursts. We talked about our feelings in terms of shapes and colors (ha! seriously though), made predictions for each other's future and laughed and just got to know each other in our new ages. It was fuuuun. And I can't wait for the next one. In two years. I get a lil ahead of myself. What of it?

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Back to Teee Exxx.

{I shared scenes from my trip on Instagram. This pic is from the longhorn cattle drive in the Stock Yards. Chris' fave}
I had the most stupidly perfect and best time on my trip to Funky Town (Fort Worth), Dirty D (Dallas), and Wichita Falls AFB with my camo clad husband. It was only the second time I've seen him in the past 4 months. So that's good stuff. We could've straight hung out in the hotel room and snacked on Blue Bell ice cream the entire time and would have been perfectly content with just being in each other's presence. But we decided to just do that the first night and spent the next few days soaking in all that my HOME TOWN has to offer. That is right. I grew up in Fort Worth and now my husband happens to be living without me just 2 hours away from that blessed cow-town. So, I got to introduce him to all of the restaurants, neighborhoods, and entertainment from my childhood. We visited the ballpark, hit up the famous Stock Yards, ate alligator at Razzoos, took in a movie, toured my old stomping grounds, devoured Chicken Express multiple times, splashed around the water gardens... and more and more and more. It was a real blast. We fit so much awesomeness into the 3 days we had together. It definitely reignited my Texas pride. Plus, we got to spend time with some of my very best friends. I always wish we lived closer to get to party with them on the reg. So, as far as weekends go, that one takes the cake. Yee haw and 3 cheers for T-X!