Curses

For the past couple of weeks any time someone asked how things were going, I'd shrug and tell them it's normal. Nothing exciting one way or the other. And now that I've thrown statements like that out into the universe it's come back to get me.

So just an FYI, if you ever think that your life is too boring just find the happiness in it. There's so much more for us to love about a boring life. A boring life means you don't have anything in your life causing you stress. No stress about money and how you're going to pay your bills. No stress about doing things just right. No misunderstandings, arguments, or frustrations with your spouse.

Overall, I guess I'm saying that we should be happy with the simple every day joys in our lives. If we don't remember to notice those things we're likely to find ourselves being reminded.

Did you buy a turkey

I got woken up yesterday (Friday) morning shortly after 2 A.M. by Fielding coming in to bed. (He's been sick and not able to sleep.) I had fallen asleep several hours before and had shifted to the middle of the bed while I slept. (You have to take advantage when you can.) I shifted over ready to fall back asleep only to hear Fielding ask, 'Did you buy a turkey?' What!?!? (Anyone who knows me knows I don't really cook, especially dead things. Secondly, I thought only the sleeping person said weird stuff. Thirdly, I start wondering if I was supposed to have bought a turkey.) What I ask him, thinking he'd lost his mind. 'Did you buy a turkey?' Still confused and wanting to go back to sleep, 'What are you talking about'. The bed feels like it's preheated to cook a turkey. Oy! Okay, so I sleep hot, so what. I swear to you there is always one person of a couple that sleeps hot and the other one sleeps cold.

Six Years plus

Okay...I'm going to be lame and just say it.

Fielding and I have been married for over six years now. It hasn't been perfect, but he's been perfect for me. He always tries to make sure that I'm happy or if there's anything he can do to make my day better. He's not a traditional romantic, but I think I'm getting to the point that I appreciate his own romantic notions better. What can I say? He may not be the type of person I thought I would end up with, but he's exactly who I love being with.

Lub you babe!

Outside of that life is normal. Still going to school, still working, still dealing with life. =) I guess I could say I started working out, but mostly I've just got the cloths. Now I want shoes. I <3 shoes.

Oh, and we added another kid to the family. That would be Kristy's family. She's the proud mom of Paisley Lyn and so far Gage thinks she's fantastic. Waiting on another one in May from my sister, Kaylene. (Man, do my siblings work it!)

Introducing my bag

So I decided to use my blog to help me do my homework. See productive.

My first speech in my COMM1020 class is called "That's My Bag". It's basically an introductory speech about yourself using three items that represent you. I had originally discarded the past, present, and future option from the style of speech, but I think that's the one I'm going to go with.

My objects are...Okay, so this is part of where I get stuck. I'm pretty sure I know where I want to go with the speech, but I'm not really certain what objects to pair with the sections.

I know I want to play off of my obsession with the Asian culture. When I was a kid my favorite food was Ramen and my greatest goal was to become more Asian (difficult for a white girl who's biological parents are white.) I would actually spend time in the bathroom pulling the edges of my eyes back, letting go, and thinking they looked a bit more almond shaped than they had before. I thought almond shaped eyes and Asians looked quite lovely and I was going to be one.

College helped allow me to follow this obsession through both TaeKwon Do and Kung Fu classes. I remember Fielding walking in to the class the first day and wanting to get to know him. The instructor knew him from before and said he'd just gotten off his mission. (Yeah, like a year before.) Outside of the obvious fact that he was cute. He was also really happy and I was certain he had some interesting stories to tell. Unfortunately, Fielding wasn't really into being social and I practically had to stalk him (I know I'm creepy). But luckily, Fielding finally got around to talking with me and decided even though I was crazy (WAY too much energy for him) I was pretty cool. Then he decided I was cool enough to marry even if I wasn't the kind of girl he originally thought he'd marry.

But though marriage is amazing, it also can impact our life plans. Fielding and I both stopped going to school for a while and I finally got back in school two years ago to finish my Bachelors I'd started almost 8 years ago. (Wow, that's a really freaking long time ago.) I'm pursuing my Bachelors in History with a minor in Political Science and am hoping to finish by the end of this year or early next year. From there we'll just see what the future has in store.

hmm...I don't know why, but I feel like I'm still missing the paragraph about my future because my graduation (or expected, anticipated, insert other appropriate word) seems much more immediate than the 'future'. HA! Eureka!!! Brilliance. I totally just came up with the third object I need. An giant empty jar my aunt gave us for Christmas. (I know it might sound like a weird and random gift, but it really did and does still make sense. Find the book Penny's Christmas Jar Miracle then it will make sense.)

Empty jar representing all the hopes and dreams I want from life. I may not have any specific goals, but I do know that I want to be happy with Fielding doing whatever God has in the works for us. (See I told you, brilliant.) =) Also, did I mention my two weeks? Yup. Doing good.

Okay, I think I've got it so I'll leave you all alone now with my ramblings. =)

Long days are here to stay

Okay, so mostly I'm trying to avoid prepping a speech for my COMM1020 class (Or maybe in the more delusional part of my mind I'm hoping this will help strike my genius). Can I tell you how tired I am of school? I really am. I'm tired of every three months having to figure out what classes I can take that won't be too crazy or hectic when combined with everything else in my life (not that there really is a lot). It's just really exhausting to go to work full time and add an additional 15 credit hours on top of it. (I know I'm retarded, but only slightly.)

The funny thing is that I honestly think I would love to go to school all day every day if I didn't have to work. I LOVE school (excluding long papers). Not to mention there are a number of history classes I would love to attend simply to enjoy the pleasure of listening to a few professors lecture. Some people can't stand lectures, but I'm telling you you just haven't had a really good one in a subject you like. If you can find one though, you're bound to search through the offered courses for the next semester for that same professor.

*sigh* Part of me really would just love to be finished with my degree, but the other part of me is just sad that I'm missing out on so many great classes because being an adult means I have to have a job that pays my bills. Some days I wish it were easier for me to walk away from my job and responsibilities to my job, but I'm too devoted to just up and drop it. I want to type that maybe one day..., but I refuse. Instead I'll hope to have the opportunity to indulge in more school at a later date.

Oh, I guess the title mostly just references how full my life is at the moment. School, work, and spending time with Fielding. Not much I can cut out there, but maybe there's some prioritizing I can do. (Okay, I'm not including all the time I spend watching tv. It's such a good distraction from my homework.)

It's true

Okay, so I know I recently posted about the Big Bang Theory, but it just didn't feel appropriate to write an update via the comment section.

A) Still hysterical to see Fielding laughing at the jokes the 'geeks' say, i.e. collecting eggs from chickens in a vacuum. (I get it, but I don't know that I'd describe it as funny.) Either way it's fun (and funny) to see Fielding laugh. I don't mean just a burst of chuckles. When he thinks something is brilliantly funny he laughs out loud and stomps his feet (even if he's laying down). It just makes it SO much funnier to me and is adorable to boot.

B) Fielding finally caught on to me trying to figure out if he's Sheldon or Leonard (even though I told him). He started looking more closely at the characters too. On one of the episodes last night, Sheldon was rationing food. (Fielding is notorious for this. Thus part of the reason he doesn't share food with others well.) He also doesn't always get sarcasm (like Sheldon) and I'm pretty sure if he could blow people up with his mind he would.

Oh, and just as an end note, Each (or at least most) of the episodes ends with a blah, blah, production note. They can be kind of funny to read. Imagine the chalkboard on the Simpson's. Kind of like that.

Tender moments

I feel like it's been forever since I posted last.We had Christmas Eve, Christmas, New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, and a few birthdays to celebrate over the last couple of weeks. I don't think Fielding and I have gotten a moment to sit down and relax. (Did I mention school started again?)

Anyhow, Fielding and I started watching 'The Big Bang Theory' last night. (Taylor and Jeniece were nice enough to let us borrow the first series.) It's a series I've wanted to watch with him for a while now. I figured it's funny and dorky for me and has a million geeky jokes in it for Fielding. See!?! It would be a win, win situation. I could laugh like a loon at the jokes I actually understand and Fielding can laugh at all of the jokes I don't even realize are real jokes. =)

We made it through three episodes before I had to go to bed and it was a lot of fun. I think it was funnier to me though because aside from Fielding getting all of the 'smart' (geek) jokes, he was also trying to read AND understand the equations and/or theories written on Sheldon and Leonard's boards. I'd look over to see if he was enjoying the show only to find him staring at the board BEHIND the characters and mouthing (mumbling) words to himself. I guess on the plus side he sat next to me and cuddled with me when he wasn't busting out laughing at one of the many jokes I didn't get. (It would have taken too long for me to understand it.)

In the future, I hope to figure out if he's Sheldon or Leonard. =)