As You Wish

I have never spoken of my past relationships on my blog and it's for good reason. I am a believer in moving forward and not dwelling on the past. I also believe that you learn from your mistakes and they should make you stronger. That being said you should never forget your past, just store it away in your mind so that you don’t do the same things in the future.

I, like Katie and so many others, “changed” myself for what I thought a guy wanted. I was in a long roller coaster of a relationship in high school and a few years after. I was constantly trying to please someone that could not be pleased. I truly believe that he thrived on being better than me and making me miserable. Of course I could not see that while it was happening because I was too busy trying to be something I was not. At that point I was young, confused, easily swayed, and needing acceptance. Like I said, I was too busy trying to please others that I forgot about the most important person of all. Me. I don’t want to sound conceited, but your own happiness is so important. It’s so much easier to make someone else happy when you yourself are happy.

When I met Andrew I felt like a new person. I finally knew what I wanted and that was him. I was very persistent in my endeavor to win him over. Hold on a second… shouldn’t that have been the other way around? Anyway… like I said I was very persistent. I don’t know if I finally wore him down or if he realized what a catch I was (*snort* excuse me, I just had to laugh at myself), either way I got what I wanted.

I’ve always been myself with Andrew. What you see is what you get… kind of. In public I try to behave myself for the most part, but when we are alone I burp, fart and anything else you can think of that would only be done in the presence of someone as close to you as a relative. TMI? Well… that’s me… no apologies for that.

I’m so thankful for the bond that Andrew and I have. I’ve never felt as close to someone as I do to him. He understands me (for the most part) and he’s ok with my flaws. He always knows what to say to make me feel better and he ALWAYS knows when something is bothering me.

We are two completely different people yet we have so many similarities. He is more rational and logical. I am more random and spur of the moment. We even each other out and we mesh so beautifully together. We enjoy lounging around watching tv, eating cereal for dinner, and for the most part we both have the same sense of style.

Andrew - I love you for you and I'm so happy and thankful that you love me for me.

Natalie Coughlin

Mark Spitz in the 70's

(my mom had the biggest crush on him)

Marie Barone
Debbie Phelps

I just had to add this next picture because it's so amazing. The photographer is Annie Leibovitz for Vanity Fair. This is Michael Phelps and Julianne Moore as mermaids. Love this. Mad props to Annie Leibovitz.

On Friday Andrew and I woke up and decided we wanted to go to McDonald’s for breakfast, go to the hardware store to pick up a few things for the deck, and come home to work on the deck. You know how sometimes things just don’t go as you planned? Umm yeah that would be us on Friday.

I remembered that we got a flier in the mail from a local furniture store stating that they were having a big sale over the weekend, and we decided we would go check it out because we need to replace the appliances in the kitchen. (Side note: we would like to sell the house at some point and we most definitely need to replace several things in the house which includes the refrigerator, range, microwave, dishwasher, etc.) It turns out they didn’t have anything we would actually like to purchase, so we perused the furniture. You know just to look around.

As we wandered through the store we came upon the couch section. It’s always fun to try them out and imagine buying one. Whenever we are in Reno we go into the JC Penney Homestore and sit on our favorite couch in hopes that they would be having a sale we couldn’t refuse. Unfortunately that day has not happened thus far. The fortunate part is that our local store WAS having a sale and we found a couch that we just couldn’t refuse. It was love at first site or sit if you will (if you believe in that sort of thing).

As we were walking past we saw it, it called our names, we gave in to the temptation and made ourselves comfortable. It was beautiful. It was meant to be. The couch was on sale, it was so incredibly comfortable, and we really did need a new couch. The couch we had left no room for anyone else to sit in the living room, it was broken, and it didn’t go with the design we had in mind for our space.

It just so happens that I went to school with the son of the store owner. When I reminded her who I was she exclaimed, “OH you’re the little hottie all the boys used to talk about!” I think I died for a minute just then. Wait a minute…What? Thanks for the compliment, but I’m about 99% sure that the boys you are thinking of never thought that way about me. It was a nice confidence booster, but you don’t have to lie to get us to buy the couch.

By the time we traveled back and forth from the store to our house, to our friend’s house to ask them to borrow their trailer to haul our behemoth couch home, it was too late to work on the deck. Bummer.

We are far from having a complete room, but we have a good start with an amazing new couch. What do you think?