On a day like this....Oh I need the Lord to help me.

I know it's been forever since I've posted, but I've been busy!!

On the first note, Happy belated Valentine's Day! :)
As our first Valentine's Day as a married couple, we celebrated on the weekend before the 14th. We wandered the mall and got each other gifts. He bought me a pretty ring and a stuffed penguin. :) We also found a place willing to resize my wedding band. They're the first jewelry store that said they'd do it. All of the others said no because it's sterling silver and has itty bitty stones in it. So, I'm without my wedding band for a week. I bought Mike a talking Hoops and Yoyo travel mug. It's the "Hot and Steamy" one so it says four or five different things relating to love when you push the button. He loves it. I also bought him flowers on Monday. I had to make my way in the direction of the flower shop anyway because I stopped at the mini-mart to get stuff to make Puppy Chow. I bought him bright yellow tulips. He always says that nobody ever buys him flowers. Now, he can't say that anymore. Although he did get a super cheesy "I love them, but I'm going to call you a dork to preserve my manliness."

Yesterday, on the other hand was just one of those days. Everything that could go wrong went wrong. I began the day with dropping everything while I was getting ready and followed that by getting tangled in my shirt. Once I got to campus, I opened a Dr. Pepper and that exploded everywhere. I spilled a packet of Instant Breakfast on my lap and threw the milk bottle into an empty garbage can that made a huge bang noise. Cue dirty looks from students who were "studying." I then topped it off with dropping a ketchup packet on the floor and accidentally stepping on it. The ketchup shot across the floor. Like I said, it was definitely one of those days....

I'm hoping today will be better. I'm going to make some snacks and head up campus to study with the hubby. :)

Long day.

So, this is going to be a quick post, but a post nonetheless. I have a half hour before Russian Lit (yeah, it's as horrible as it sounds...) The culture of Russia is cool to learn about. The depressing stories of people throwing themselves into rivers and committing suicide or other depressing happenings is not so interesting. In fact, it's pretty brutal to read. Good news: After 3 hours and 20 minutes of that, I can go home to homemade peanut butter cups. :)

Stumbleupon.com has become my new best friend when I'm bored. There's hours to fill with the sites they send you to! You just plug in your interests and away you go. I've found some cool recipes (which I'll try and post....) and some cool DIY things. I'm going to try one tomorrow. It's a little jewelry box made from match boxes. Cool right? I know.

I can't wait for the day to be over so I can get home to my little cuddle bunny.....and the hubby. :)

On a happy note, Mike's alarm clock is "Trading My Sorrows." I love it. It's such a good attitude to wake up with. "Yes Lord, Yes, Lord, Yes Yes Lord."

I'll be humming that in my head while my prof is going on and on about Russian Lit. :)

Professor Speedy Gonzales

So, I understand that professors need to get through a lecture at a pretty good pace, but I'm pretty sure that the super-speedy ones are part of some departmental competition or something.

Prof. 1: "How many chapters did you get through in your lecture today?"
Prof. 2: "2.5 in an hour."
Prof. 1: "Really? I got through 3 today. One hour."
Prof. 2: "I'm getting there, but my students ask questions."
Prof 1: "Let 'em use their computers, they'll Facebook instead of asking questions."
Prof. 2: "Nah, I kick them out if they use Facebook. But I have my slides online, so whoever wants to take notes the slow way is just going to have to write faster or look online."
Prof 1: "Students actually taking notes?"
Prof 2: "I know, right?"

I'm one of those "old-fashioned note takers" and Professor Speedy Gonzales doesn't make it easy. If I can get lecture notes online, what's the point of even showing up to lecture only to get frustrated when I only get one word per slide down in my notebook? I do better on the tests if I'm writing the notes instead of blankly staring at a computer screen. I don't know. I just thought that they were there to slowly explain and teach, not fly through as many chapters as time allows. If that was the case, anyone could sit up there with their hand on the right arrow key and read the slide like they know it by heart.

Thoughts

Here's a few random things I've learned today.

1. Mixing left-over coffee with the left-over coffee grounds (brewed that day, of course!) can be used between shampooing and conditioning hair....it adds extra shine to dark hair. (I saw this on a "stumbleupon" site and will try it tonight!)

2. Little things do count. Instead of watching "Lie to Me," a television show I enjoy watching with the hubby, while waiting for me to get out of an interview, he watched a show I don't really care for so we could watch "Lie to Me" together later today.

3. A snuggling bunny makes it hard to leave the house....I'd much rather stay in and snuggle with him. His cute little face is hard to leave.


And I'm going to leave it there.
:)

Herky Jerkies

I'm back! I took a little break due to illness/catching up/homework work load!

But it has been quite the two weeks! Let's recap:

Last Tuesday, I was feeling horrible. Couldn't keep anything down, including fluids. Mike talked me into going to the Walk-in Clinic to get checked out because I was probably super dehidrated by then. (I had been sick for a few days). So, we walk in a blizzard to the Walk-In. Why? Because we don't have a car (It's an adventure!! haha). Anyway. We get there and they check my blood pressure a zillion different ways and decide that they want to keep me for an IV. The nurse comes in and looks for a vein....pokes me in my left arm and digs around in there looking for a vein.....nothing. That was weird because I give blood every chance I get and they never have a problem.... So, she takes it out and moves onto the right arm. Same thing. Digs around and finds nothing. She grabs yet another needle and pokes the left hand. Digs around in there too and when I let her know of my discomfort, she pulls it out and gives up. So, they gave me an anti-nausea pill, made me lay down for a bit, wrote a perscription and school excuse and sent me home.

Several hours later, I was getting worse, so Mike talked me into going to the ER. It was pretty late, so we opted for a Taxi instead of walking. I get in there, they check my vitals and I wait for a doctor. I actually got a real doctor too! Most of the time, they just send in the assistant. But I got the real deal this time. He asks a few questions and tells the nurse to hook me up to an IV. One poke and they had it! I went through 2 1/2 liters of saline solution and felt much better. They also gave me anti-nausea medication that in the doctor's words: gave me the "Herky Jerkies." Benadryl cleared that up.

I went home doped up on Benadryl at midnight. Poor Mike. Haha.

Anyway, I'm going to close this one now. I'll post again later.

Happy Six Months!

To what, you may be asking. Well, today is the six month wedding anniversary for the hubby and I. :) Here's a few things I've learned during this time.
1. I can be a complete and total dork around my husband. Not to say I wasn't while we were dating, but he's stuck with me now, so I can let all of my dorkiness out. And, I do. :) But, he does too. so it works.

2. There's no "okay, let me be nice, wait for you to crawl into the nice warm bed so I can shut off the lamp." Oh no no no! Instead, "Last one in bed shuts off the light!" followed by jumping into the bed that has become a common ritual in our home.

3. "Snooze" is a state of being. Basically, the alarm has gone off once (or twice), but the husband has hit the snooze button (or on his snazzy new phone, just flipped it over) and is getting a few minutes of extra rest time. Snooze is not to be disturbed by a loving wife bringing him a hot cup of coffee.

4. I've never laughed quite as much as I do now. I have a much more random sense of humor than I did before getting married. :)

You are his cheese ... burrrr ... grrrrr

So, we were supposed to go to a friend's birthday bash tonight, but decided against it once we faced the raging Marquette weather. It's a pretty good walk from our apartment to her's, and really didn't want to freeze midway and have to wait until July to thaw. So, we stayed in.

What does staying in entail exactly? Well, I'll tell you. Yesterday while walking to the Wright Place, Mike stopped and I started singing "Keep Walking..." a Veggie Tales song. Well, it was stuck in his head all day today. I decided to look it up on iTunes to purchase it, and found many other Veggie Tales songs to play. Luckily, I stumbled upon "His Cheesburger" (If you have not heard this song, I suggest you go here and watch it. It is the most obnoxious song out there, and my dear husband knows every word. I'm not kidding you. Every word. And, it's a good song to serenade your wife with, so I've been told. I'm glad he has a sense of humor. :)

But for real, we have our laughs, and it makes the marriage so much fun.

Well, I have to get back to Googling more Veggie Tales songs. Who knows. We may even get a little crazy and watch some Veggie Tales on Netflix. Awesome Saturday night in? I think so.


Night. :)