27 posts tagged “craig”
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I heard sirens and they cut off close, so I did my nosy neighbor thing and stepped out onto the front porch to see what was going on. Looking up and down the street, all of our neighbors were doing the same. The woman next door started walking toward the commotion and said, "Funny what brings people out." Craig commented, "It's a quiet town." I figured I'd let her do the leg work and just get the scoop when she came back my way. She eventually walked back this way and filled us in. Someone drove off the road over a sign for an apartment complex and came to a stop in a parking space in the parking lot. ...It was just kind of amusing to see all my neighbors standing on their porches and sidewalks, us included.
Ok. That was quirky "funny" and not ha-ha funny.
These are funny in the more common way though.
I hate cleaning raw chickens. I especially hate the guts. I always report to Craig when the whole chicken I buy at the store has extra organs. Today I told him out chicken had two hearts. He proclaimed, "It's a TIME LORD!" Just as I was catching my breath, he comments more quietly, "Or a Klingon. This chicken has no honor."
Friday night, having dinner with Craig's family, everyone was discussing who was going to go to the wedding ceremony, and who was planning on showing up just for the reception. Craig's sister asked what we were going to do, and I told her that we don't go to church because Craig can't behave himself. I explained that he has this game he plays that involves flipping through the hymnal to find the absolute worst song titles, then he silently laughs until he's turning colors from asphyxiation, and shows me what's got him going, and of course I wind up distracted and laughing *and* needing my inhaler. It's really just better for everyone if we're not there.
So, we're sitting with his sister at the reception the next night, eating dinner, and she suddenly remembers something and goes digging through her purse. "I found some!" she says. "These are good!" She pulls out her checkbook and reads from some scrawled notes:
"Taste And See"
and
"As the Deer Longs"
She said she was laughing so hard that Craig's brother asked what was funny. Ah, it spreads. Craig didn't even have to go to church and yet he still corrupts. That's MY man!
...Seriously, "Taste and See". It's a real hymn. Craig and I have taken to use the phrase in a mouthy, talking shit kind of way, like "Kiss my ass!" or "Suck it!" We've been telling each other "Taste and See, Beeotch!"
Next time you find yourself bored out of your brains in a hot church at a long Catholic (or other denomination) wedding, play the hymnal game and let me know what you find. Play at your own risk though. If the priest/pastor scowls at you or your mom smacks you in the back of the head, I'm not taking the heat for you.
Prior to "Taste And See" the all time winner was "Ride On, Jesus, Ride"
I married him.
Seriously.
We have a wedding to attend Saturday, and I've already started my "nothing to wear" angst, especially since it's supposed to be hot enough that day to melt brass on Saturday. Yesterday my husband left work a little early to come pick me up and take me dress shopping. Yes, he did. I could've driven myself, but my car doesn't have air-conditioning, so he offered, nay, insisted.
I hate shopping. I may even hate it more than him, but I'm quite sure he hates dress shopping more than I do. Still, he took me to the mall (*shudders*) and kept me calm, pointed out options, reassured me that I had time to look around, and insisted on it being his treat, telling me I shouldn't worry about the price.
Seriously.
Best.husband.EVAH!
I didn't even find anything. I left empty-handed and discouraged. He didn't give me any attitude even then.
I came home and conceded that I had one thing in my closet I could make work. He seemed genuinely pleased, and not at all put out that he took me shopping for nothing.
I know I'm totally blessed to have him as my life-long love and companion.
Seriously.
Tomorrow is our eleventh anniversary. Tomorrow we set out on our road trip to Yellowstone.
Today I got an anniversary card in the mail, with my own address as the return address (giggle). There's a picture of a couple on a road trip on the front, a very sweet personal message written inside (made me cry) and a Godzilla sticker on the back of the envelope. *melts*
I know exactly how lucky I am.
Life is so good!
My poor sweetie stayed home from work today with a nasty cold. He's been sniffling and hacking up his lungs all day, but at least he's been home with me. I made him a nice breakfast, made him tea a few times. Wish there was more I could do to get him healthy again.
I heard news regarding my glass order. It's not completely lost in the mail. Jamey was able to call the post office and track it down at least. It's not on it's way to me for some as of yet unknown reason, but at least someone knows where it is. I must continue to pretend to be patient. ;)
I had planned on finishing up a particular manual this afternoon, but before I'd even really dug in, I find out they need whatever I have immediately. Bleh. I do.not. perform well under pressure. That little unexpected rush order had my brain thoroughly scrambled for a while, like pacing and trying to remember how to use words scrambled. Frustrating because if this had been a foreseeable need, I could've worked extra yesterday and had the darn thing finished and compiled. Frak. Well, no sense stressing about it now. I hate handing in incomplete work though, even when they know that's what they're asking for. On the bright side, this definitely motivates me to put a few hours in this weekend, something I wanted to do to get a little ahead anyhow, in prep for our vacation. The next time they need something, I want to already be done with it.
I splurged and got us a membership to the Toledo Museum of Art yesterday. I'd been looking through the spring classes, and seeing so many I'd like to take, I was thinking the member discount on tuition would be helpful. I've always wanted to support the museum a little anyhow since it was such an important place to me growing up, and because it's just awesome. I'm VERY MUCH looking forward to the chance to take some classes though. Spring classes started in mid April, so I'm stuck waiting for a summer or fall session. I'd like to take everything(!), but most appealing were the glass blowing, metal sculpting, jewelry making, and metal casting classes.
Craig turned a pen for me yesterday. He'd turned a black and red acrylic a while ago, a bullet shaped pen called "Atlas" style, with silver findings. I wanted it and was none too quiet about it, but I never actually asked for it because that would just be greedy. Well, he sold it the other day, and my face must've shown my disappointment when he told me, because he turned one for me, a *better* one. Same acrylic, same profile, same style but in shiny black findings! It's *sexy*
Craig came home sick this afternoon. :( Poor guy. I could probably count the sick days he's taken in the almost 15 years we've been together on one hand, so I know he feels pretty crappy to have already been at work and decided to come home. I fed him some chicken soup and a PB&J, and he totally crashed on the sofa. I hope he feels better when he wakes up.
We had a nice long weekend. Craig took Friday off since we knew The Lion King would make for a late night, which turned out to be an excellent move given the snow and the hour it took us to get home. Friday was a lazy day of surfing and DVDs and the traditional Friday pizza. Saturday evening we met up with a bunch of friends to grab a bite and catch a play (The Odd Couple) one of our gang (Dave) happened to be in. That was a fabulous time! Good play full of laughs, great time with great friends, also *full* of laughs!
I was supposed to attend a drop-in session at the museum on Sunday. They were going to be demonstrating sand-casting with glass. I had planned to go months ago, when the only other outing I had planned for the weekend was The Lion King on Thursday. I kind of knew once we had plans for Saturday too, that the likelihood of me going anywhere on Sunday dropped to a near impossibility. So yeah, I skipped that. I kind of regret missing it, but it just wasn't going to happen. I was beat and slightly cranky from being out the night before and in no mood for people or for dashing off to the museum first thing to get a space in the session ...or for handling dangerously hot things either really. I'll keep my eye on classes offered and pick some up sometime soon. A real class will be a much better experience than a drop-in session anyhow, ...albeit a lot more expensive.
It was a nice day at home though. Despite a general crankiness, I woke up wanting to write love poems for my wonderful husband, and then he made me waffles(!) for breakfast and I felt I ought to make a grander effort myself and maybe build him a castle or something. I got some reading in, we enjoyed some NAPCAR in the afternoon, and then we decided to run out a grab some Mediterranean foods at The Grape Leaf for dinner. We sat near the salt water aquarium and watched the fish and chatted about all sorts of stuff while we gorged and had a lovely time. We had enough leftovers to bring another complete meal for two home, which will be dinner tonight. Mmm.
We hit up the grocery on the way home and managed to buy enough food for the whole week, really healthy stuff (beans, chicken, arm-loads of produce, ...) and the bill was under $90. I realize how lame it is to blog about your grocery bill, but to get out of there with over a week's worth of good food for so little cash... well it really does seem worth noting these days. :)
The long weekend ended with a little bit of Champions of Norrath.
Really, what more could a girl want out of a weekend? Nothing, I say. Not a thing. I'm already looking forward to our next weekend!
Can you see the little cartoon love-hearts hovering over my head? :) My sweetie gave me symphony tickets for next Friday, Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique! Fun!!! He also surprised me with a very sweet card and a heart-shaped box of fancy truffles from the local chocolatier, Mmmm! He really spoils me. *love*
In other really fun news, we got all of our hotels booked for our roadtrip to Yellowstone this spring. That's going to be a blast!!!
Life is good!
It's been foggy all day, but instead of lifting, it just keeps getting heavier. The temperature is dropping and the ground is still snow covered, thus the fog. It's spooky thick, like watch our for ghost pirates thick. Craig should be on his way home and though I try not to, I'm a little worried. I hate how dangerous his commute is. All these emergency vehicles speeding off in the direction he's be coming from isn't doing much for my nerves.
He sent me a Groundhog's Day card on Saturday. It's the sweetest thing. He actually called around asking local card shops if they had and GD cards, and when they told him no, he made one for me and stuck it in the mail. Best.husband.EVAH! *love*
Speaking of mail, I got the ARC I scored on LibraryThing in the mail today. I don't really know what to expect from this book, and yet I'm very excited to dig in and start reading. YAY, for free books sent to me months before they hit the bookstores! :)
I'm about to go upstairs and chop my hair. It's long. The length stops just a couple of inches above my waistline. I like the length, but the ends really need trimming, ...and it really is crazy long. I'm still debating whether I want to take off two inches or ten or more. I probably won't make that final decision until the second before I make the cut. What to do, what to do?...
My husband thinks he can get whatever he wants with his Awesome Snuggling Powers(tm), but I think I've p0wned him tonight with my Amazing Powers of Cleavage(tm)
The Week of Slack has ended. Next year we might have to extend it one more day though, as apparently January 2nd is Festival of Sleep Day. That's my kind of holiday! I wish I'd known about it last night. Getting up at 7am this morning was brutal! I do have The Week of Slack on our calendars as a yearly event now though. I think that long week of super low-key down time did the both of us a world of good. ...It's just going to take a few days to get back on this 7am - 11pm schedule, when it's been more like 10am - 2am for the past week. I'm going to miss that schedule.
I miss my husband though. He had to go back to work, I guess. :/ I really loved having his company all day every day and now I'm feeling a little lost. I spoil so easily.
Man. Who invented morning? Seriously. *snarl*YAWN!*snarl*
