1.M.of.A #25
I love that my husband will do the dishes after dinner. He knows that I wash all of the day dishes and make dinner, and wash dinner stuff as I go....but there are always some left over. He let's me disappear and get going on my To Do List, which is where I really want to be.
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Monday, May 16, 2016
Saturday, Sunday, Monday
1.M.of.A #22
I love that my hubby takes such good care of me. He took Emma and I to see Captain America (Which we LOVVVVED!!!), but I developed my first ever migraine as we drove home. Not only did he help me shield away the light, and get up the stairs, but he also answered EVERY one of my questions when my curiosity about migraines was more apparent than the pain of my migraine.
1.M.of.A #23
I love how my husband and I work together to teach a Sunday School Lesson. It is such a blessing that we get to do that together. Not only do we get to study in depth together, we get to work on leadership and teaching skills together.
1.M.of.A #24
My cousin and his wife had a baby a week ago....and she is ADORABLE! We got to go love on her for over an hour yesterday! It was absolutely marvelous! I loved watching him reach over to slip his giant finger into her tiny hand. I loved handing her over and watching him figure out how to hold her. I love that he handed her back when she started to fuss, and I he let me feel like a woman who knew how to calm her. I love that he was the one to volunteer to feed her the bottle, and he did great! (Other than the first moment when he tipped the bottle down and splattered milk all over her face and hair.)
(This was us dating...in our classic Sunday spot: on the couch in the basement, watching a movie...aka taking a nap...with the sisters interrupting us ever 30 minutes to keep us from being too obnoxious of a couple.)
I love that my hubby takes such good care of me. He took Emma and I to see Captain America (Which we LOVVVVED!!!), but I developed my first ever migraine as we drove home. Not only did he help me shield away the light, and get up the stairs, but he also answered EVERY one of my questions when my curiosity about migraines was more apparent than the pain of my migraine.
1.M.of.A #23
I love how my husband and I work together to teach a Sunday School Lesson. It is such a blessing that we get to do that together. Not only do we get to study in depth together, we get to work on leadership and teaching skills together.
1.M.of.A #24
My cousin and his wife had a baby a week ago....and she is ADORABLE! We got to go love on her for over an hour yesterday! It was absolutely marvelous! I loved watching him reach over to slip his giant finger into her tiny hand. I loved handing her over and watching him figure out how to hold her. I love that he handed her back when she started to fuss, and I he let me feel like a woman who knew how to calm her. I love that he was the one to volunteer to feed her the bottle, and he did great! (Other than the first moment when he tipped the bottle down and splattered milk all over her face and hair.)
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Buggies Be Gone
1.M.of.A #21
I love my husband because of all the hard work he puts in around our home. (Especially the nasty stuff.)
Today, for his day off, he spent the whole time cleaning and scrubbing the house, and perfecting the kitchen so I wouldn't be embarrassed when the managers came in today to tackle the beasty buggies. Then, when the managers came, he worked side by side with them, scrubbing all of the junk and nastiness that has accumulated between the oven and cupboards over the last 20 years. He braved the buggies because he loves me.
(If you were worried, the buggies are gone.....At least we hope so. We officially discovered what they were: Weevils. However we don't know where they came from, because they weren't near food and and none of the food in the house is infested.)
(This is our favorite place to be. We walk there every Sunday)
I love my husband because of all the hard work he puts in around our home. (Especially the nasty stuff.)
Today, for his day off, he spent the whole time cleaning and scrubbing the house, and perfecting the kitchen so I wouldn't be embarrassed when the managers came in today to tackle the beasty buggies. Then, when the managers came, he worked side by side with them, scrubbing all of the junk and nastiness that has accumulated between the oven and cupboards over the last 20 years. He braved the buggies because he loves me.
(If you were worried, the buggies are gone.....At least we hope so. We officially discovered what they were: Weevils. However we don't know where they came from, because they weren't near food and and none of the food in the house is infested.)
Video Game Cases
1.M.of.A #20
My husband loves video games. My husband loves me. I do not love video games. My husband loves me enough to play them when he is alone, or once every few months when he invites his brothers over to play.
For the first time since we were married, at my insistence, Alex finally bought himself a new game (a used game, so it was super cheap).
My husband loves movies. I love movies. I love organizing movies. He loves just having access to them....which means he has an oddball CD case with a few random movies, that I always beg to get containers for.
How do these tie together?
He also knows me enough to consciously pick a game, that came in a clear box, so we could use it to organize the movies we already have. (Yes, he made sure I knew how thoughtful he was too.)
My husband loves video games. My husband loves me. I do not love video games. My husband loves me enough to play them when he is alone, or once every few months when he invites his brothers over to play.
For the first time since we were married, at my insistence, Alex finally bought himself a new game (a used game, so it was super cheap).
My husband loves movies. I love movies. I love organizing movies. He loves just having access to them....which means he has an oddball CD case with a few random movies, that I always beg to get containers for.
How do these tie together?
He also knows me enough to consciously pick a game, that came in a clear box, so we could use it to organize the movies we already have. (Yes, he made sure I knew how thoughtful he was too.)
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Buggie Trash Diggers
1.M.of.A #19
My husband loves me because he will dig through the vacuum bag trash with me to find the bodies of the dead bugs from yesterday, so we can give them to the apartment managers, so they can take it to an exterminator.
YUP. He loves me. He had no desire to do it, but he helped anyways.
My husband loves me because he will dig through the vacuum bag trash with me to find the bodies of the dead bugs from yesterday, so we can give them to the apartment managers, so they can take it to an exterminator.
YUP. He loves me. He had no desire to do it, but he helped anyways.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Buggie Panic Attack
1.M.of.A #18
Let it be known to all the world that I am a clean freak, and that I take great pride in my ability to clean and KEEP a clean house. (Bragging: I get compliments form my visitors on how clean my house is and how thorough I am at cleaning up after a meal.)
Sooooo, what happened last night ABSOLUTELY MORTIFIED me.
I was almost done prepping dinner, and was about to throw it in a pan to bake in the oven. I pulled out a dish, and there was a single slug/maggot looking thing in it! I pulled out the next 8x8 pan....another maggot! Then I pulled out my third 8x8 pan...and there were 3 mini maggot/slug things!!!!!
GROSS!!!!
*Here is the backstory....a month or 2 ago, when I got to school, I found a mini maggot/slug thing on my lunch bag at school. I thought I had brushed by a bush as I walked to school. The bug was no longer than a centimeter, and maybe a millimeter or 2 thick. Nothing to worry about. Then maybe 2 weeks later, I found one in my cupboard. I was rather perplexed as to how it got there...because I was still under the impression that it had come from outside. Another few weeks went by, and I found another 1 or 2. Ewwwww!!
I didn't think too much of it. I expressed my concern to Alex, but he didn't think it was a big deal. We didn't have any rotting food in the house, none of our dry ingredients had been contaminated or infested...so it must be a fluke.
Back to last night...
After finding all the bugs in my baking pans, I started to pull everything out of that cupboard. The faster I pulled them out, the faster my heart rate went. Then I started into the drawers right above the cupboard....1 or 2 more mini bugs in each drawer! Then my breathing changed, and something came over me...
I became a woman with a mad mission of destroying her kitchen. I pulled out everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!!! Where were these nasty booger coming from?!?!? I called Alex in a panic told him I needed him home as soon as possible so I didn't explode or over exaggerate. I frantically searched the internet for an explanation, but nothing matched up.
When he got home, he found me in a whirling tizzy, the kitchen looking like a war zone, and me almost crying.
This is why I love my husband:
- He helped me clean it all up.
- He held me like a compression vest (something from my students that actually works on me too.)
- He helped me wash the bug covered pans.
- He personally composed an email to the managers so I wouldn't have to (and let me correct it so I didn't feel my cleanliness abilities were being attacked.)
- He put away the dinner fixings.
- He convinced me to change my clothes and come out to dinner with him.
- He took me to grab some dinner fixings, and then we parked at the Provo temple.
- Not to mention, this parking included a singing at the top of your lungs, and dance party.
I love my husband. He helped me forget the ugliness I had felt as I tore the kitchen apart. He helped me feel like it was clean enough to function. He made sure I was calm and content before I went to bed so I wouldn't have bad dreams.
Let it be known to all the world that I am a clean freak, and that I take great pride in my ability to clean and KEEP a clean house. (Bragging: I get compliments form my visitors on how clean my house is and how thorough I am at cleaning up after a meal.)
Sooooo, what happened last night ABSOLUTELY MORTIFIED me.
I was almost done prepping dinner, and was about to throw it in a pan to bake in the oven. I pulled out a dish, and there was a single slug/maggot looking thing in it! I pulled out the next 8x8 pan....another maggot! Then I pulled out my third 8x8 pan...and there were 3 mini maggot/slug things!!!!!
GROSS!!!!
*Here is the backstory....a month or 2 ago, when I got to school, I found a mini maggot/slug thing on my lunch bag at school. I thought I had brushed by a bush as I walked to school. The bug was no longer than a centimeter, and maybe a millimeter or 2 thick. Nothing to worry about. Then maybe 2 weeks later, I found one in my cupboard. I was rather perplexed as to how it got there...because I was still under the impression that it had come from outside. Another few weeks went by, and I found another 1 or 2. Ewwwww!!
I didn't think too much of it. I expressed my concern to Alex, but he didn't think it was a big deal. We didn't have any rotting food in the house, none of our dry ingredients had been contaminated or infested...so it must be a fluke.
Back to last night...
After finding all the bugs in my baking pans, I started to pull everything out of that cupboard. The faster I pulled them out, the faster my heart rate went. Then I started into the drawers right above the cupboard....1 or 2 more mini bugs in each drawer! Then my breathing changed, and something came over me...
I became a woman with a mad mission of destroying her kitchen. I pulled out everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!!! Where were these nasty booger coming from?!?!? I called Alex in a panic told him I needed him home as soon as possible so I didn't explode or over exaggerate. I frantically searched the internet for an explanation, but nothing matched up.
When he got home, he found me in a whirling tizzy, the kitchen looking like a war zone, and me almost crying.
This is why I love my husband:
- He helped me clean it all up.
- He held me like a compression vest (something from my students that actually works on me too.)
- He helped me wash the bug covered pans.
- He personally composed an email to the managers so I wouldn't have to (and let me correct it so I didn't feel my cleanliness abilities were being attacked.)
- He put away the dinner fixings.
- He convinced me to change my clothes and come out to dinner with him.
- He took me to grab some dinner fixings, and then we parked at the Provo temple.
- Not to mention, this parking included a singing at the top of your lungs, and dance party.
I love my husband. He helped me forget the ugliness I had felt as I tore the kitchen apart. He helped me feel like it was clean enough to function. He made sure I was calm and content before I went to bed so I wouldn't have bad dreams.
Monday, May 9, 2016
Lunches
1.M.of.A #17
Have I mentioned that every morning my husband makes my lunch? We get the containers of left overs fixed up together every night, but he puts together all the snacks and other goodies while I get ready. I don't thing he knows how much of a lifesaver that is.
Have I mentioned that every morning my husband makes my lunch? We get the containers of left overs fixed up together every night, but he puts together all the snacks and other goodies while I get ready. I don't thing he knows how much of a lifesaver that is.
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