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Resolutions

Although I do appreciate the value of goal setting and the beginning of the year reflection, I sometimes feel like there is this pressure to goal set to perfection on January 1st and by January 15th everyone is back to their good ol’ selves. This is my perfect vs. real resolution list.

Viddy and I are actually going to do more meal planning and healthy eating. We have been doing really good about eating vegetarian every other night – it has become a game almost, trying to think of or search for veggie dinners. And I have gotten to enjoy veggies even more and experiment with new dishes, like sautéed bok choy with mustard over quinoa (surprisingly delicious).

We are also working on being more active, also known as getting our lazy behinds moving in some form.

One of the great parts ...

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The Marriage Pamphlet

So….

You remember when you were single and your friends who were married handed you this pamphlet about the joys and bliss and happiness of marriage? The one with the picture of smiling happy couples doing chores together and laughing together and sitting with their 5 well-behaved angel children? Did you get that one?

Me neither. But sometimes that’s what I felt like people were selling marriage to me.

I do think marriage is awesome. And fun. And full of laughs. Rewarding and a 100 other million good things. No regrets here.

But there have been a few…. or more…. moments in mine and Viddy’s marriage that would not make it into the marriage pamphlet.

1) Getting ready for bed

Viddy stripped down to his underclothes, rubbing his hairy belleh, pretending he’s pregnant – “OooooOOOOoooo, this bab...

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The Wise Man Built His House on the Cement Slab

So, a lot has gone on in the last few weeks.

Our house went from this…

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to this…

So, once upon a time Steph and I moved down here and moved into luxury housing.  And by luxury housing I mean, we’re staying in a spare bedroom with our friends Adam and Jaci.  Funny thing about that, when Adam and I were on our mission and serving in the same area, I told Adam one day that my wife and I would live in his basement.  Obviously, I’ve achieved much more than expected having made it to a second floor bedroom with my lovely wife.

Seriously, though, we’re very lucky to have friends that are willing to let us stay with them while our house is built.  After lots of house hunting and consideration, we decided to build a house in the same development...

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Revenge, an open letter to those wishing something sweet…buy some starbursts

To those victims of my wedding reception day car decorating skills:

My dear friends, I know you feel like the day of your wedding you were victimized.  The day when you made solemn vows for eternity you found your mode of transportation slightly unable to perform its function.  I want to explain to you how trying to seek revenge will not be as sweet as you think.

Jeff and Melea:  Yours was the first car I ever went to town on with my partner in crime, Josh.  We worked hard on putting together a masterpiece of car decoration...

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80 Days

80 days.  As my lovely fiance put it the other day, 80 days isn’t that long.  See by her math when you subtract 10 days from 80 days you get 70 days.  When you subtract 10 days from 70 days you get 60 days.  And so on.  Pretty soon, you’re at 10 days out from getting married.

For my part, I’m very thankful to be 80 days from marrying the love of my life.  When I look over my romantic past, I see many individuals that have helped shape my opinion of the person I would one day marry.  Some of these had great qualities that I’m lucky to have found in Steph.  Some others had qualities that I’m even more thankful that Steph doesn’t have, like crazy stalker tendencies...

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The Story

Fannie’s Story

Ok. So every time I see our URL name I think of girls’ camp. For some reason it makes me think of the big booty game, but substitute big adventure for big booty and it kind of works. Anyone? Anyone? Ok, maybe I was just bored in class….

Any ways…. All through September I was going on Lots of Dates. LOTS. And every time I came home I was just like…. BLEH (Translation: Bleh equals no chemistry, not my type, or “it” just isn’t there). And then the guys would be interested and ask me out again. Which ended up being a lot more BLEH.
Here I was in a dating funk, and my good friend Nicki comes to me on a Sunday afternoon and invites me to a dinner group. I hemmed and hawed about it. ‘Cause I have allergies and I was tired and blah blah blah. But she assured me she would bring something I could eat and said she didn’t want to go by herself so I went. It was me and five other girls and Viddy. So we all talked and it was fun and the food was good.

Two Days Later. I get a facebook friend request. Dun dun DUN. From Dave. And I accepted. And then I get a MESSAGE. and I respond. And then a PHONE CALL. And we agree to go to Carabas on a Date. By the Way, The phone call was hilarious. It made me want to like dating again, because we talked so easily and I laughed pretty much non stop. And the date was laughing and talking non stop. We were the last people in the restaurant to leave. And we continued to sit in the car and talk. And then he took me to meet his parents. Really. Seriously.  So…. maybe I had to use a restroom (way too much water at the restaurant…) and maybe he parents live close by and it was that or a gas station. But – it’s funnier to just say he took me to meet his parents on our first date.

A Few Days After That...

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