So...

Wow!! Two years since I've blogged... What can I say, I've been busy/lazy...

Last year was a big year for me. In April I moved into a housse with my man. It's still very much looks hoe it did when we moved in. Mitch has been too busy working to do much of the "Honey Do" list and the things I want to do can all appearently wait until later according to him :P

We haven't painted, or changed the crappy faucets in the kitchen or bathroom. Nor have we ripped up the crap carpets in the bedrooms, or hung any pictures. We have installed the new sliding glass door, FINALLY changed the hardware on the front and back doors, and I've changed out a light fixture in the entry way (it was broken and therefore the only way I could convince him to even get a new one). Oh! And Mitch installed the new garage door opener, so now we can park in the garage.

Hopefully this year more things will get done. At the top of the list (well, at least MY list) is to gut and redo both bathrooms, paint, and hopefully get new carpet in the bedrooms. Oh! And! Get the gardens started and maybe plant a few trees so that we will eventually have some shade in the backyard.



On September 2, 2011 we got married in a nice little ceremony in my parent's back yard. It was very small with only family and a few friends in attendance. It also gave my parents a good reason to finally get thier backyard finished up. Everyone enjoyed themselves and thought it was very beautiful.

We had Christmas dinner over at our house this year with my parents and Mitch's mom, sister, brother-in-law, nephew and his brother-in-law's mom. We figured Christmas would also be the perfect time to tell our parents that we had recently found out that we were expecting!!

So far 2012 has treated us very kindly. In the middle of January while it finally got cold here at home, we went on our honeymoon cruise in the Caribbean.



A week after we got home we got to hear our little baby's heart beat! A few days later we welcomed our newest nephew, Simon! That means our little one will be number 8 for Mitch's family (who are all hopeing we have a girl since there are only 2 girls and 5 boys so far), and the first on my side. We have another appointment next week (I can't wait to hear the heart beat again), and we will hopefully get to see our little bean and find out if it's a girl or a boy by the end of March! Already I can't wait until August to be able to hold my little one!!

When I grow up, I want to be:

So for the past few years I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out just what the hell I want to do with my life. I've always dreamed of being famous, so now that reality is staring me in the face, I realized I have to figure something out that is a little more down to earth and practical. Because lets face it, the closer you get to 30, the lower your chances of randomly being discovered as the newest, bestest, born to be a celebrity sensation are.

So I was thinking very hard about this as I was driving the highway towards my hometown, and you know what the only for sure thing I could come up with was? That I want to be loved, married and have babies. As long as I have that, I could give a rats ass what I do for a living (well not entirly true). And yes, for some girls this is a perfectly acceptable career choice. Some girls work thier tiny hinnies off working to get just that, married and pregnant. My problem is not only do I want the "love" part, but I also can't stand not doing anything. As much as I would love to be a kept woman, I wouldn't be able to stand it. Staying at home with nothing to do kills me. I HAVE to work. I HAVE to feel like I am contributing to the household. I even feel really guilty when my very generous (and far more financially capable) friends take me out for dinner and drinks and pay for anything. Mostly because it's my guy friends and I'm hoping that they don't think that they're gonna get something out of the deal by doing that, but most of them are just great guys who like treating people close to them as special. But the point is, I DO feel guilty.

So that's it. I want to be married to some wonderful guy and have a couple of babies and live in a great house, that I can make a beautiful home. I want to go camping in a crappy little trailer during the summer, just like I did as a kid. I want to come home from work to a home full of love.

That's what I want now. Because really, I never want to grow up. That doesn't seem like it would be much fun.