Dear husband,


You have a bad habit.
That nasty habit is you not rinsing your work tupperware containers after they have been loving used.
Now, you gotta remember that sometimes I don't do the dishes every stinkin' day and as a result, sometimes those containers sit out for a day or two (or three..) with the lid tightly on.
You can only imagine the stench that overwhelms the kitchen when I release the fumes of spoiled food leftovers.
Just FYI- I cleaned 5 really smelly/near pukeage containers tonight. 
Please, oh please rise out your containers or else there will be no food to go in them.
Love your dishwasher aka wife.

Because I got high.... on life

Dear husband,


Tonight events went as followed:


2:30 You left for work, leaving me to tend a very needy pup.
3:00 I cracked down and studied for Anatomy and Chemistry 
3:45 Artie got board of chasing his tail and decided to try to lick the skin off my fingers.
4:00 after a many of shocks (from the good ole' shock collar) and a few wacks on the nose Artie stopped licking my fingers and decided to go for my toes.
4:05 I bundled up and decided I couldnt study here with so many distractions.
4:10 Tricked Artie into his cage be feeding him stale plain cheerios (His fav!)
4:15 I decided to hunt for a white board in a secluded room so I could write out and memorize my cranial nerves out loud to myself without people thinking I was crazy.
 4:30 All buildings were locked! What the? Tried to located a room at the library. Nothing. What kind of loser decided to study on a holiday? Oh wait... I do.
4:33 Decided I was a lame-o for being anxious/super excited to finish studying the cranial nerves
4:45 Went to the new MC building and located a huge conference room that had a white board complete with new markers and erasers!!
6:30 White-board markers were defiantly new... I'm sure you would be able to smell them from across the room.
6:50ish started to feel a little light headed/weight-less feeling
6:52 Came to the realization that I was in fact experiencing the classic signs of "becoming high"
6:52:30 sprinted out of the conference room gasping and chocking for fresh air.
6:53 realized I just put on a little show for a FHE group that was meeting out side the conference room.
6:53:15 The poor souls just gawked at me for a few seconds before asking me if I was ok.
6:54 Decided I was done with anatomy and the new fancy marker (I've memorized all that I needed to know anyways..)
7:00 Studied for chemistry the old fashioned way (on paper with pencil)
9:31 came home and realized Artie had been locked up for way to long. Because now he's flinging a tissue around as if it were a dead limp squirrel and growling at it. 

study.clean.eat.clean.school.study.gym.breath.sleep.

Hello dearies!
We're just popping in to say hello and to let you all know that we're alive and well.
- - - -
I'm going to be taking a short break...
It seems I need to re-learn how to juggle life now that school's in full swing again.
But don't fret! 
I will be returning to regular post once I get the hang of this new schedule and sleeping pattern. 
Hopefully (fingers crossed) I'll get everything figured out by next Monday! 
Well... I have to get it all figured out or my brain will melt. Literally.




Anyway! much love!
-husband & wifey

Communication.

Dear Husband,


Sometimes marriage is hard (am I right?)
Especially if your spouse (ahem, me) is semi-emotionally closed off.
I'll admit, I have an extremely hard time admitting to you when I'm upset with you. 
And it's funny cause you know when I am.
Tall-tale signs that the wife is upset.

• I suddenly get quiet
• pay little attention to you 
• And will only communicate with you in brief sharp sentences
• Which are almost always"I don't know. I don't care & Whatever." 

You'll ask what's wrong and if you did something (or nothing at all) to tick me off.
And without even thinking I'll stubbornly admit that I'm not mad at you.
But of course, that's a flat out lie.


I guess it makes me feel weak and ridiculous to admit that I'm upset about something.
I don't know why but I need to learn to communicate with you.


Well today whilst I was going through my daily blog reads I came upon some marriage advice.
Prayers answered!
I know I have a lot of personal issues I need to work on.
But so do you.
It's not bad- no one's perfect. (although, we all seem to think we are)


Heres the wonderful marriage advice I found.




Love wifey  

f-r-i-d-a-y

Dear hubby,


It's Friday!
Thanksgiving holiday break is here!
I can breath now.

All projects are turned in, all exams have been takenand all papers have been written.
It's a glorious feeling to be done.
I love you I love you I love you!And
I'm glad your not opposed/ totally disgusted that I had chocolate chip cookies for breakfast today.
In fact, you joined me :)
It was a yummy and totally unhealthy breakfast.

Love your wifey

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Workin' for the man

Dear hubs,


I've come to the conclsion that if I don't have homework or some sort of project to work on, my nights are dreadfully boring without you here.

It kinda stinks that you work from 3-11pm every weeknight.

Tonight Artie and I...

Cuddled up in a blanket and watched an episode of Gilmore Girls.

then we took a 2 hour nap (he's a couch hog, so booted him to the floor).

then we attempted to scrapbook but someone cough:artie:cough insisted on trying to eat the paper and glue. So that was a bust.

Then we played with the life-cereal box until he started gaging on the cardboard chunks.

Then I did dishes and to spite me, Artie decided to lick my feet (and you know how much that grosses me out)

Then I made cookies and watched Artie try to shove 2 tennis balls in his mouth.

Now I'm listening to Elton and writing this post while Artie runs his nightly laps around the apartment!

We had a... well... relaxed night. Well I did anyway, Artie's still running laps.

Can't wait till your home!

Love wifey

Fall weekend!

Fall is here!

To celebrate we went to Beaver Dick park(beautiful park, unfortunate name)

We brought along some family, friends and dogs.

The colors we're perfect.

The day was perfect!

well.. except for when a squirrel bit Artie in the lip…. As you can imagine, it wasn't pleasant. And we now think he has a fear of small furry animals.

But besides that little incident it was still a blast though!

Curious george

My husband is a curious man who loves to learn.

As a result he knows how almost everything works.

Seriously.

Not even kidding.

annnnnnnd

He knows a lot of random facts.

He can tell you how this works, who conquered what, why this does that and how this came to be.

It actually comes in handy because a lot of the times I'm curious at how something works, or who ruled what!

He's amazingly smart.

Just reason 598,887,438,320 why I love him so.

{p.s I think he secretly memorizes random facts and uses them to oooh and ahhh me.

But I have yet to prove my theory.}

And I'm just curious- but how did clapping start? and when?

A question to ask the husband when he returns from work!

Nights

Dear hubby,


We're so busy!
I feel like I only see you a few minutes each day.You work from 3-
11:30pm
and I'm at school till 6 sometimes 7!
It stinks.
But... it's what we've gotta do.
Good thing we have Artie to keep us company while our other half is gone.

Love wifey

Sock.

Last Saturday we went to Target and picked up some new socks!

Our sock population has plummeted at rapid rates since we've been married.

Who knows where they go! But I was down to 3 socks. Yes 3. I usually wear my Tevas to class but I need Need NEED socks to work-out in every day, so I alternated the 3 pathetic socks till laundry day.

So yay! We got new socks!

Yesterday I was doing a bit of cleaning while the Hubs worked. I re-organized our closet, folded laundry, took down our fort (frown), re-

organized our guest room and dusted.

All was dandy!

Till...I had discovered one of my socks was miss

ing it's mate!

How could this be?!?! Were did it go?!? What will I do?!?

After questioning my sanity (for worrying this much about socks) I pulled myself together and thought its probably running loose in one of our drawers.

That night I was working on homework as always and the hubs was finishing up some work related stuff.

Artie was very gassy that night and was tootin

g the smelliest toots my nose has ever smelt. (and that means a lot coming from my family)

To prevent us from being gassed out of our house I opened the front door to let a crisp breeze in.

Artie (out if excitement) stood up and headed for the do

or and then heaved. Not only did he barf once but he barfed twice in a matter of seconds. 2 huge piles of nasty steaming on our carpet.

AND! whats worse, is he started to gobble the nasty right back up as if he hadnt eaten all day!

The hubs tackled him and put him on his leash then proceeded to clean it up.

After some examination of the vomit he found some pebbles, lots and lots of grass and a SOCK!!

Yippee! We found the sock!

we examined what we could of the saturated sock and made a firm diagnosis that he did in fact eat one of my new socks.

Unfortunately, it was unsalvageable (if you could only imagine)

Arite proceeds to be super gassy unfortunately.

Love Husband, Wife and Artie-fartie

Photo by Lisa Rupp

Possibly some life changing news!

Dear hubby!

I hope and pray your job picks up!

Your doing good babe!

And we're doing good!

Like... really really good.

Love wife!

Dear readers,

We may or may not have something exciting to tell you....

But!

I can't tell you yet, because we're not 100% sure.

But I will let you know as soon as we find out!!

Love me!

Busy bees

Dear husband,

Wow... I haven't written to you in a while.

Im so sorry...

But!!

The good news is, I've finally got my schedule down!

Which means...

I know what time of day works best for blogging!!

Yay!

I'm sorry I'm not exactly pleasent to be around...

I don't want to point fingers but.. This birth control makes me angry/depressed/happy/sensitive/easily frustrated and hyper.

Truth is I can't really describe my emotions right now. But They change every second or two.

But I wish I could do what this little saying says.

Maybe you'll catch me in the right second or you'll just have to take your chances

Love your emotionally crazy wife

Thus far...

Dear husband,

Married life is great isn't it?

I love waking up/going to sleep to you.
I love brushing my teeth with you.
I love eating breakfast with you.
I love hanging out in our card board box fort with you.
I love having game nights with our married friends.
I love doing dishes with you.

Life is grand.

Love wifey