Sometimes the only good part of a day is a cookie

If y'all have been on Facebook then you know about the 30 Days of Thankfulness going on, but if not then I'll explain.  It's where everyday you write about something you're thankful for as your status.  This was the first year I decided to do this.  I haven't in the past because the ones I've seen have been so serious, so this year I decided to do it with a bit of a twist, a challenge.  Instead of writing about random family members everyday or something like that, I have been finding something throughout my day to be thankful for (kinda hard to do when you have a bad day, but there in lies the challenge).

So without further ado, here is my 30 Days of Thanks so far:
 
Day 1:  I'm very thankful for antibiotics and amazing cough medicine.

Day 2:  I'm thankful for my husband that has been doing his best to take care of my sick self and trying to stay away from me at the same time. I've found it quite funny that my typically non-sympathetic husband is taking such good care of me and making sure not to touch me so he doesn't get sick, which is quite hard to do in our little apartment

Day 3:  I'm thankful for the kind people, sunrises and sunsets, fall colored trees, and path that I'm on that all reminds me that God is always present and in control.

Day 4:  I'm thankful for the reminder that even when I'm sickly, some teenager at braums will try to flirt with me and totally make my (snuffling nosed, pony-haired, hoodie and jeans, with yesterday's makeup) day.

Day 5:  I'm thankful for an amazing dad that set the mark high by taking me on daddy-daughter dates, 3-wheeling, taught me how to drive, mow, and love God. I wouldn't have found such a great man to marry if my daddy hadn't set such a high standard. I love ya Daddy

Day 6:  I'm thankful for good surgeons, instant coffee, and tacos... Lots of tacos.

Day 7:  I'm thankful that I finally figured out how to separate my 3 component unknown and purify them, for the great friends that helped me figure it out, and for realizing that this big girl organic lab isn't as scary as I thought.

Day 8:  I'm thankful for technology. I don't know how I could keep in touch with great friends far away with out it, or how to study without my Pandora.

Day 9:  I'm thankful for a day with my momma and the wonderful invention of groupon.

 Day 10:  I'm thankful for a great Pinterest Party I threw for my sisters birthday and the wonderful time we had.

Day 11:  I'm thankful for the amazing cold front that blew in and the need for hoodies again.

Day 12:  I'm thankful for our apartment. We may be a little cramped in our 1 bedroom apartment, but I am so thankful that we can afford to live here.

Day 13:  I'm thankful for a little mystery in life. For not knowing what is around the corner and keeping me on my toes while knowing that whether it be good, bad, ugly, or scary God promises that I can handle it.

Day 14:  I'm thankful for cookies. The good home baked chocolate chip cookies, because heaven knows I needed one after my day.

Day 15:  I'm thankful for a pretty cool little sister that turned 21 today.

As you can see, sometimes the only good part of a day is a cookie while other days are filled with good things.  I like the challenge of finding something to be thankful of for each day.  It reminds me to look for the good things in everyday, kinda like a reminder that God is here and is handing out cookies on bad days. 

I think God has a plan for my concrete man

Well, I think its official!  Hubby is going for his Doctorate!

We are beyond excited what this means for his career and all the wonderful possibilities.

Everything is falling into place way too easily for it to not be God telling us to get on with it already.  It just seems like he would smack us on the head if Hubby didn't go for it.

This is the trail of breadcrumbs, I mean massive amazing oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, that God has laid out for us;
1) if he gets a fellowship (most likely will) along with his Cherokee Indian scholarship then we won't have to pay a dime
2) it really won't take him long at all to finish his classes (1 extra year than getting his Masters)
3) he will have the research done by this May
4) he is beyond excited about his research in concrete (yes, I said concrete)
5) his research has the possibility of completely changing how concrete is made (Big Deal!)
6) while some companies won't hire him because of the increased pay he would receive, there are plenty who would love to have a Dr in concrete working for them
7) he can consult for companies that want to use his concrete mix design (another Big Humongous Deal!)

So tell me, how could we not do this?  Seems like God is all for it  :)

Dr... Who?

No, not that Dr. Who with the awesome universal screwdriver...but my husband.   

Hubby told me some interesting news this past week.  His boss/professor told him that with the research he is currently doing he could forgo his Master's and skip straight to attaining his Doctorate...like skip start and still collect the $200.

Whoa boy. What? My hubby could be a Dr in engineering at 27?  ...crazy sauce

This is a huge deal since

a) I am graduating in May,  

Since I am graduating in May with my Bachelors, any normal person would go and get a big girl job right out of school; and I don't want to start said job and then have to quit and find a new one a year later when we do move back home.  Plus I am perfectly fine with working full-time as a secretary or in retail for a year just to help the keep the wallet from drying out.   We've even thought that maybe I could work in the Stillwater school district as a substitute teacher or heck, even as a teacher.

 b) we were planning on moving back to our hometown,
We can put off moving home for another year or two... it won't hurt too bad.  Plus, when we moved back the hubby will probably have a higher pay stub so paying off all those school loans might go fast therefore buying land may come sooner than later.  That's good.

 c) we will probably push back the day we start a family,
I say this but who are we kidding?  God is going to give us a little cookie monster when He see's us ready.  So it may be tomorrow, a year from now, 3 years from now or never (lets not think the never thing please).  So really this isn't in my hands so it shouldn't be a reason for stay or go, ya know?

d) and the money...can't forget about how many smackaroos much it cost to get a Doctorate.
Oh money you fickle little thing.  I know in my heart that if hubby is supposed to do this that God will help us find the way financially. But man, it's scary just thinking about how much getting a Doctorate can cost.

Right now we're talking and praying, and praying and talking about this and just haven't completely decided yet one way or another.

Any thoughts y'all?

The Sweetness of Coming Home

I just spent a great time in North Carolina visiting a friend and her sweet family, but boy was I ready to come home.   Don't get me wrong, I loved visiting and hanging out with them but it was the first time that Hubby and I were apart for that long since we've been married.  I felt like we were dating again because I would call him every night and text him like crazy during the day and counting down the days until we were reunited (insert song here: Reunited and it feels so good...).

When I finally made it home, with a new hair color, it was like releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding.  Walking into our small, too cramped apartment and seeing Hubby walk through the door after work, cooking dinner & cleaning up afterwords just made me feel... right. Heck, even doing the laundry felt good!

But, what was the best was the sweetness of seeing Hubby and just cuddling with him while watching the never ending parade of John Wayne, "Pilgrim..." and sippin' on some good ol' iced tea while in our pajamas.  

I guess the heart does grow fonder with time because, man, isn't it sweet to come home?  

The Beard Trim Turned Haircut By Moonlight

Thank goodness this blog is anonymous (for now) because Hubby told me I can't tell anyone this story.

So naturally I'm telling the blogging world where it's anonymous-ville, because this is too awesome of a story to not tell.

So last night we were going to bed and Hubby decided his beard needed a trim, so into the bathroom he went and I jumped in bed and talked to him (small apartment ya'll).   So la-dee-da, blah, blah, talking about the upcoming weekend, blah, blah, and then I hear Hubby say,

"oh crap, I just cut a hole into my hair."

What?

I get out of bed and check out his head and low and behold he cut a nice little spot out of his temple with the clippers set on a 2 (I usually cut them at a 3 and he was due for a cut so it was a little long).  He is kinda freakin out and I'm laughing at the whole situation. Then he asked me to give him a haircut right then and there!  I tried to tell him that it wasn't bad, you could hardly tell, and I'll cut it tomorrow night before we go 2-steppin but no, 


Hubby wanted it cut now.  At 11pm.  In our little bitty bathtub.  & I'm trying not to crack-up laughing and failing miserably at it.  

So what do you know, I gave Hubby a quick haircut (not my best one) at 11pm, in our little bitty bathtub (that he doesn't fit in), while trying not to crack up laughing.  

So... this ends the tale of the beard trim turned haircut by moonlight

I hope ya'll's weekend is half the excitement and twice the laughs :)

200 mL of chocolate milk please

 I asked Hubby for some chocolate milk the other night and this is what he gave it to me in, my beaker :)

This is why I love my friends :)  My bestie got me this beaker mug for my birthday last March (since I'm such a chemistry nerd) 

and I love it.

   I also have one with the formula for caffeine drawn on the outside.  

It's pretty awesome, you should be jealous.

Ewww... I hate bugs.

bugs + me =

Anytime we go outside I'll be the one that gets 5+ bug bites, but this time I think I'm starting to be allergic to them because these two swelled up real big and hurt like the dickens!  It's been a week and they are still there camped out on my right foot just chillin.

I hate bugs.

Rubber Ducky, you're the one

Like promised this is the little fella I made over the weekend for my cousin who has a little boy due in November.   I found a cute, easy, and fast pattern online (thank you pinterest!) and tweaked it a little bit for this guy.   My cousin loved it and is dying for an elephant like the one I've made below but in boyish colors.

We celebrated my uncle's 50th birthday this weekend by having a surprise get together at Grandma's house. It was a blast. Cake, ice cream, and us all in black in my uncle's honor :)    

Other than that the hubby and I had a quite weekend that was much needed.  

Well, here goes this week. I have a physics exam Thursday so keep me in your prayers!

See ya'll later :)

Fireworks, Laundry & Crocheting

Well July 4th has come and gone and the work week is coming to an end, thank goodness.  
We didn't have a party this year at my in-laws like usual, which I bet the neighbors are happy about, and heck we didn't even see anyone over the holiday.  Hubby went to the office to work on his grad research for a little bit and I cleaned house, did laundry, and worked on some physics homework.  We did going outside to our apartment parking lot to watch some of the big fireworks over the trees, and I have the mosquito bites to prove it.
 Not a whole lot of partying going on there haha.  

But it was great to do nothing and catch up on the never ending laundry piles.

This weekend we're having a big family get together for my Uncle's 50th birthday with my Mexican side (I'm a quarter Mexican but I'm also the whitest one you'll ever meet) at my Grandma's house.  So lots of eating, laughing, yelling, and just plain awesomeness shall ensue on Sunday afternoon :)   And I need to crochet 2 different animals before then; a pastel multicolored elephant for my Aunt and a little blue animal (that I haven't decided on yet) for my cousins who just found out they are having a baby boy in November.

Have a great weekend ya'll & I'll post some pictures of my little crochet creations next week :)

See ya'll later :)

I got the Fever

Baby Fever, that is.

Hubby says I think I'm pregnant 12 times a year.

Just like Mr. Darcy told Elizabeth in Jane Austen's Pride & Prejudice,  "You have bewitched me body, mind, and soul and I lov... I lov... I love you."  My heart keeps telling my baby fever, "You have bewitched me womb, mind, and soul and I wan... I wan... I want a baby."

I was never one of those girls that had my wedding, life, and future children names picked out since age 8.  Yes, I may have been was boy crazy in my pre-teens and teenage years but never planned out my life.  All that changed when Hubby popped the big question.  I had that wedding planned in a snap and started thinking baby names right after the wedding since one of my closets friends was pregnant and spurred off the baby fever.  

Let's be honest, my best friends pregnancy was not only the reason for my fever, it was my own worries and fears.  Let me clarify, the two biggest things I struggle with as a christian are impatience and worrying.  Worrying about crazy things such as,

 "What is something happens to Hubby and I don't have a piece of him forever?"

This is one of my biggest worries and why I struggle to stay with God's timing.  I'm too impatient and want it now, but now is not the time.  We are still in school, have student loans to payoff, I can't be pregnant and still do the chemistry labs I need to finish to graduate, and on and on.   Since our family history is very fertile, we are actively trying to prevent pregnancy with a couple different methods, but I won't lie and say that when the dreaded period comes I'm not a little sad that it came.  I am a wee bit sad.  But I am trying to be patient and wait for God's timing, because when we do get pregnant it will be at the perfect timing, God's timing.

Have any of y'all felt this way?  Am I crazy for feeling like this?

Here it goes...

**(11/16/2012) So this started as anonymous, but I've since come out with it all and have added my name and picture. Hope the Hubby doesn't get mad!  ;)**



Hey y'all!

Let me introduce myself without actually revealing who I am, since I want to keep this blog anonymous for a time since I'm going to be spilling my heart and guts dreams out for you guys. 

Well, here it goes...

* I meet my husband in church (best place to find a good man) during high school and we started dating when I was 16 and he was 19. After 4 years of dating and always being two hours apart during the week for college, he proposed on a Sunday night in January.  We got hitched in a gorgeously simple ceremony with about 300+ of our closets friends & family four months later in May.  We just celebrated our first anniversary and I couldn't have married a better man to spend my life with.

*We are both currently in college still with 1 year to go. Hubby is finishing his Masters in civil engineering and I am finishing a Bachelors in chemistry.

*I must confess we act like an old married couple; as in we go to bed between 9 and 10, we own more movies from before we were born than after, Hubby loves John Wayne, and I crochet like it's the best thing since sliced bread (& love it), and we have a small social life.  Our perfect night after class/work is putting on pj's, fixing dinner, and then watching TV or a movie and/or reading til we go to bed.  Weekends we hangout with some close friends that we've had since 8th grade or before.

*I am in my early 20's and Hubby just hit the mid 20's

*I must confess that I can not spell to save my life, hence a degree in chemistry, so please don't mind all the bad grammar and thank the Lord for spell-check!

Now that I've shared some stuff about me, let me say why I started this blog.  I thought we were preggers and I wanted to document the whole sha-bang.  Well low and behold, 2 days later Aunt Flow made a visit declaring we were not expecting a new little cookie to our family.

But I started a blog for documenting...

So I decided to make this blog just about our life and the craziness that goes on in my head that I don't want to share with everyone since I can't keep anything to myself...I'm an open book to anyone who asks.  So insert anonymous blog that I can spill me heart's troubles and desires hoping that spilling it all to the world will help me keep my crazier thoughts to myself.  

So it goes.

Let's hope it works.

& feel free to leave a commit about anything!