Monthly Archives: January 2012

A new faucet!


It’s worth noting that once you’re a homeowner you get excited over strange things.  Last weekend we went to the home improvement store to replace a shower head.

I had a bright idea to look at faucets for the kitchen sink while we were there.  Also worth noting how new projects are created at the home improvement store.  We needed one that would give us space because the sink is shallow.  A gooseneck was necessary and a detachable spray thingy was ideal.  Initially we each picked different ones.  Comparable, but different. 

Shopping together is never a good idea for us.  We both suffer from what I call paralysis by analysis.  We overthink these kinds of decisions. 

An hour later we left empty handed.

I wasn’t satisfied by that.  So we went to another store.  Hubby’s idea!

And we found our faucet!




After! And it came with a soap dispenser! one less thing on the counter! See what I mean? Strange things excite me now. 🙂

Ahhh…Valentine’s Day


And so it’s almost time once again for Valentine’s Day.  In fact, this fake holiday will be upon us  just a month from yesterday.

I am not your typical girl for many reasons, but not the least of which is that I truly dislike Valentine’s Day.  This isn’t something new for me.  I have always disliked it, so don’t go drawing assumptions that I’m fighting with hubby or that I’m damaged.

In high school, I would sit back and observe the various acts of pressured kindness…but I also observed many unnecessary fights and breakups.  A couple girlfriends and I would roll our eyes at the drama that unfolded, and that night we rented horror films like Carrie, The Craft, and Heathers.  You know, movies with chicks who just don’t care…some with a lot of chicks dying.  It’s just what we did.

People always thought I didn’t like V-day because I was single, and you might be wondering why I don’t like it when I have a husband to celebrate with (by the way, WHAT exactly do you celebrate??).  The assumptions about my being single and bitter couldn’t have been more wrong.  In fact, I was a serial dater for awhile and…I have always asked boyfriends that they not observe the day.  At least not with me.  I don’t care what they buy their moms and sisters…but leave me out of it.  Here’s why…

I believe if you love someone you should tell/show them everyday of the year. And really…how is it “special” if everyone else on Earth is going to dinner and movies for the exact same reason on the exact same day? If you want to wait in lines and deal with crowds…go to Disney World in July.

So, ladies, don’t get all dramatic and start fights. If you have expectations for V-day then tell your guy.  TODAY.  Don’t expect him to read your mind and then get all mad when he “fails” to do so.   Communication works wonders.  And it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you if he doesn’t shower you with gifts now or any other time of the year.

And it isn’t a competition of love.  If your girlfriend gets something better from her guy it doesn’t mean she’s loved more than you are.  You want roses?  They’re expensive!  And they cost three times more to get them on V-day.  What a racket.  Way, WAY too much pressure on guys (and their wallets) this time of year.  Keep it simple.

Why not pick a different day and  make it special?  Why not create a special day that doesn’t involve crowds at restaurants, lines at movie theaters, and price-gouged candy?  My parents, for example, celebrate Friday the 13th.  It’s special because it’s unusual and it doesn’t happen very often.  There’s no pressure to measure up to what others are doing or rush for reservations.  The simplicity of it is awesome.

You want to know what the best part of Valentine’s Day is?  The day afterwards!  Duh…super sales on candy!

I have had two cards like this for as long as I can remember. Even when I bought them I didn't know what I would do with them. But I love them. The V-day heart is actually a button that you can wear. lol!

Friday the 13th


I’ve really been slacking on counting my/our blessings.  The thing that I didn’t mention is that I don’t want to include too many materialistic things, so it has required me to step back…which is good.

Today is Friday the 13th.  Most see this day as bad luck or spooky, but in my family it has always been considered lucky…the number 13, in general as well.  My parents always seem to celebrate Friday 13 more than anniversaries.  My dad usually brings home 13 roses for my mom.

This day brings a lot to my mind so I decided to put thoughts here and count blessings accordingly.

In 2009, it was on. Friday the 13th in November when my brother and sister-in-law told everyone they were having a baby.  That phone call was awesome.  Here we are just over 2 years later and I can’t even explain how fantastic my niece is.  She is a blessing to my bro and sis and to our whole family.  She is beautiful, smart, and funny.

I am also blessed that my brother has an amazing woman with whom to raise my niece.  I couldn’t ask for a better older bro and sis in law.

Later, I learner that on that very same Friday the 13th in 2009 that hubby had asked my parents’ permission to propose.  I am blessed to have a man who isn’t afraid to do the right thing…who took the effort (and maybe some courage?) to call my parents and speak to them about marrying me.  I have no idea what was said during those calls, but I do know I am glad he took that formality.

I’m blessed to have parents who probably would have told hubby no if they thought he was not the right guy for me.  And I think they probably were honest with him and may have even asked questions and offered advice.


I tried calling my mom on the evening of Friday the 13th (now yesterday) and I got her voicemail.  I hung up and said to hubby “I bet they are out to dinner.”  He asked why they would be out to dinner and I said “Because it’s Friday the 13th, of course.”  This blew him away and he said “Really?  It’s that special to them?”  And I said yes.  He asked why it’s so special, and I was surprised to realize that I really have no idea.  I couldn’t explain.  “It just is.”

I think it’s awesome that my parents have gone against the grain and have created another reason to have a special day or special memories.  Everyone has birthdays.  Everyone has anniversaries.  How many people celebrate an odd day like Friday the 13th?

I called my mom today and found out that they did, in fact, go to dinner.  J  Of course they did.  I told her about my conversation with hubby and we laughed.

It also causes me to reflect and realize that I am blessed that my parents still like each other enough to  go to dinner.  I also realized that this may be one of the first Friday the 13th’s that they have been able to celebrate since being on rough financial grounds.  What a blessing employment can be!

Who knew Friday the 13th could cause so much reflection??

I love a warm fire.


Blessing #4: We have a fireplace!

Two years ago we lived in a rinky townhouse that had no heat.  And wouldn’t you know it snowed in Florida that year?!

We were actually out looking at venues for our wedding in the snow in Florida that year.  We visited two locations and both were shocked that we actually showed for our appointments.  A few snow flurries, and we Floridians didn’t know quite what to do.  Snow day??  Although it was cool to see snow, and a learning experience to scrape off ice with a credit card (and in Florida!) we were miserable most days – indoors or out.  It was 50 degrees inside because we had no heat in that rinky townhouse.  To some folks up north, 50 degrees is no big deal.  But, to this Florida girl that’s freezing!  (Being honest, anything below 70 and I’m shivering.)   And I counted everyday we spent with weather below the 40s, and there were 90 of them.  It started the day we left for Christmas vacation and it lasted until three months later in mid-March.

The following winter (last year, and still in the same townhouse) it was cold yet again.  Two winters of unseasonably cold winter in the Sunshine State.  This time it was especially frustrating because we had an offer on a home with a fireplace.  Our dream home.  We shivered through that winter hoping we would soon be owners of a home with a warm fireplace and maybe central heat!

Alas, the home is now ours.  We didn’t get the home in time to use the fireplace that winter.  We got it in late February and of course the cold snap didn’t last as long that year!

This winter we burned a fire in the fireplace the first night it was below 50 degrees outside.  Why?  Because we could.

Last night we had our coldest night in about a year, complete with a hard freeze.  I came home from work and immediately lit the fire.  Hubby was at work, but I enjoyed the hell out of that fireplace.  It is truly a blessing to have warmth during a cold winter night.


Blessings: One, Two, Three…


I have seen several ideas for a-blog-day for the new year.  Photos, recipes, you name it.  But, I think I will count blessings.  I think I need to do that more often because my world moves so quickly I often lose sight of things.  Social media can be a downer with everyone filtering only the good news and it sometimes feels like we live in a never-ending pissing contest.  Of course we all tend to want what we don’t or can’t have so it can be easy to turn green thanks to social media.  I decided I need to reflect more on the many blessings in my life.  In our life.

Since it is January 3rd, I am in debt three blessings.  But, reflecting, I realize we have three families between the two of us…and we are blessed three times over.  Sure, hubby might feel differently about his parents divorcing and remarrying as a blessing…but I see that we are blessed with that much more family. 

We are blessed with three sets of parents, siblings, and all that comes with family…but more of it.  Good, bad, ugly, or indifferent I think family is a blessing.  Times three.