Today is the Husband's Birthday! He's now 27, like me :)
Today is also our one month of being married mark!
That's it. I'm not feeling the writing juices flowing.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
It's Official!
It's official! I'm a real Wilson!
I went to my house today to check the mail. My social security card came in! It's kinda weird, not going to lie, that it says Lisa Jenel Wilson. I'm really no longer a Reihmann.
I still catch myself typing Reihmann. And I still have to say it here and there because I haven't changed my name on anything just yet.
Tomorrow I'm going to tackle the DMV and get my license changed. Then it's onto everything else....
Wilson. It just sounds right :)
I went to my house today to check the mail. My social security card came in! It's kinda weird, not going to lie, that it says Lisa Jenel Wilson. I'm really no longer a Reihmann.
I still catch myself typing Reihmann. And I still have to say it here and there because I haven't changed my name on anything just yet.
Tomorrow I'm going to tackle the DMV and get my license changed. Then it's onto everything else....
Wilson. It just sounds right :)
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Falling into place
Things are starting to fall into place in married life.
One of the most important things, SLEEP!
Brian has some strange sleeping patterns. First, he usually goes to be early because he does manual labor for 10 hours a day. He's pooped by the time he comes home. So he usually falls asleep between 8:30pm-9:30pm.
I'm a night owl by nature. So, this going to bed early thing is quite an adjustment for me. Not that during the work week I go to be at a ridiculous hour. But I usually go to bed between 10:30pm-11. So 9pm is a bit early for me! But I've adjusted, mainly because my body had to.
Brian's first alarm, yes, that's right, his first, goes off around 5:00am. 5 AM!!!! And that's just so he can take his meds. Then it goes off again around 6:00am, 6:10am, 6:20am and then maybe he'll get up! SO annoying! I get up at 6:30am. So, my body has had to adjust to this crazy schedule.
Now, I fall asleep with Brian around 9:30pm. But my body still does not want to wake up at 5am! I don't think my body will ever want to wake up then.
Just like last night, we went to bed around 9:30 last night and he got up at 6:30am....no good. I was not ready for that one on the first day of summer break!
I guess I'm not 100% use to his sleeping patterns, but I'm getting there. Maybe we should go back to they way they did it; we'll sleep in separate rooms. lol.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
handy-man
Brian is an electrician. I'm not sure if that has much to do with him being able to do work on cars, but either way, he can.
We were watching his mom's dog this weekend and as we were about to leave, Gunther, our Civic, didn't want to start. Being that it was late at night and we wanted to get home, we left it and decided to come back the next day.
We got home and my husband, being a "handy-man" started researching what was wrong with the car and how to fix it. I love having a husband that is capable to things on cars. My dad was able to always do that as I was growing up and I always wished that I'd have a husband that could do the same.
So, back we went to his mom's on Sunday. We hope that it's what he fixed, the fuel filter. Lord knows that 2 weeks into our marriage we can't afford for one of our cars to die on us!
We did say "for better or for worse". But I guess since the car was once mine, I can't say it's really "for worse" just yet.
But I do love my "handy-man".
We were watching his mom's dog this weekend and as we were about to leave, Gunther, our Civic, didn't want to start. Being that it was late at night and we wanted to get home, we left it and decided to come back the next day.
We got home and my husband, being a "handy-man" started researching what was wrong with the car and how to fix it. I love having a husband that is capable to things on cars. My dad was able to always do that as I was growing up and I always wished that I'd have a husband that could do the same.
So, back we went to his mom's on Sunday. We hope that it's what he fixed, the fuel filter. Lord knows that 2 weeks into our marriage we can't afford for one of our cars to die on us!
We did say "for better or for worse". But I guess since the car was once mine, I can't say it's really "for worse" just yet.
But I do love my "handy-man".
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Laughing
Laughing is the best medicine. I have to agree with that statement. Especially when it comes to laughing with Brian.
He has the best laugh. If you don't believe me, you'll have to hear it some time.
This morning as we were waking up, I was messing with him. He's somewhat of a read head. So I was making fun of him and calling him a "ginger".
Then he tells me, "well, if I'm a ginger because of my hair color, then you must be a "crap head" (because of my brown hair).
And then we just laughed for a good 5 minutes. And then I couldn't stop laughing because his laugh is so infectious.
Laugh lots :)
He has the best laugh. If you don't believe me, you'll have to hear it some time.
This morning as we were waking up, I was messing with him. He's somewhat of a read head. So I was making fun of him and calling him a "ginger".
Then he tells me, "well, if I'm a ginger because of my hair color, then you must be a "crap head" (because of my brown hair).
And then we just laughed for a good 5 minutes. And then I couldn't stop laughing because his laugh is so infectious.
Laugh lots :)
Friday, June 10, 2011
Spaghetti
My husband is spoiled. By me, of course.
I cook, most nights, except Thursdays. That's pizza night.
The other day was spaghetti night. He LOVES cheese! Usually we get him a nice size back of mozzarella cheese to put on top of the spaghetti and I don't mind doing that for him.
Well, he decided to change things up this time. His new request was to put a layer of spaghetti, sauce and cheese. Then another layer of spaghetti, sauce and cheese! Who even thinks of that?!
I told him no! You are spoiled! Do it yourself!
But being the sweet wife that I am, I did it for him anyway.
I'm not sure how long that is going to last though.
I cook, most nights, except Thursdays. That's pizza night.
The other day was spaghetti night. He LOVES cheese! Usually we get him a nice size back of mozzarella cheese to put on top of the spaghetti and I don't mind doing that for him.
Well, he decided to change things up this time. His new request was to put a layer of spaghetti, sauce and cheese. Then another layer of spaghetti, sauce and cheese! Who even thinks of that?!
I told him no! You are spoiled! Do it yourself!
But being the sweet wife that I am, I did it for him anyway.
I'm not sure how long that is going to last though.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Welcome to Married Life
Well this is a new adventure for me. Being a wife. Wife. I still don't think that has sunk in just yet.
Brian and I are bunking at his apartment with his roommate, hopefully only till the end of the month. So we don't have our own place just yet. So I don't think it seems real that we are married and starting our new life together just yet.
But I thought with the new beginnings of life, being a wife, it might be interesting to "blog" about my adventures of married life.
I was telling my friends at work about something that happened the other day and they said...."welcome to married life". Here's the story.
When Brian came home from work the other day, I was really into my show Game of Thrones. It comes on Sunday nights, but it's too late for me to stay up and watch. Plus, Brian and I have pretty different tastes when it comes to tv/movies and I don't think he'd like it. So, I had about 6 mins left of the show, the good part, right as it's about to end! He comes home and wants to talk, ask what's for dinner, then gets mad about the dinner choice. So I'm getting frustrated 'cause all I want to do is finish my show! You can see my logic, right? Let me finish my 6 minutes and you'll have my full attention!
Well, I guess he didn't think quite like I did and later on I found out that ticked him off. Men. lol. So, I go and start cooking dinner while he's in the shower. I made quesadillas. Brian was already mad that we weren't having fish, but I pulled out chicken a day or two before that needed to be made up. I know he wasn't in the mood to eat them, so I tried to make him "special" quesadillas with extra cheese and chicken. Thoughtful, right? (I was wrong)
Well, I'm making dinner and after he gets out of the shower he starts to play his new video game. Usually that irks me, but I knew how excited he was about the game, so I blew it off. I gave him the 2 minute warning about dinner almost being done. Then it was done. He still doesn't come out after I finished cleaning up before eating. So I start eating by myself and then tell him that I'm starting to eat by myself. He then decides to come out to eat. He eats 1/2 a quesadilla, "throws" it down and said he couldn't eat anymore.
Oh boy! My blood starts to boil now! I tell him....I cooked dinner for you! While you were in the shower and you played video games and you hardly even eat it! Then he tells me that he didn't even really want it and he told me that. I then told him that he we could do dinner separately. But we both knew that doesn't work.
Well, we stayed mad at each other for a little while more that night and then talked it through. I agreed not to make quesadillas anymore and he now knows how much it annoys me when he plays video games while I'm cooking him dinner.
And it hasn't even been two weeks!
Brian and I are bunking at his apartment with his roommate, hopefully only till the end of the month. So we don't have our own place just yet. So I don't think it seems real that we are married and starting our new life together just yet.
But I thought with the new beginnings of life, being a wife, it might be interesting to "blog" about my adventures of married life.
I was telling my friends at work about something that happened the other day and they said...."welcome to married life". Here's the story.
When Brian came home from work the other day, I was really into my show Game of Thrones. It comes on Sunday nights, but it's too late for me to stay up and watch. Plus, Brian and I have pretty different tastes when it comes to tv/movies and I don't think he'd like it. So, I had about 6 mins left of the show, the good part, right as it's about to end! He comes home and wants to talk, ask what's for dinner, then gets mad about the dinner choice. So I'm getting frustrated 'cause all I want to do is finish my show! You can see my logic, right? Let me finish my 6 minutes and you'll have my full attention!
Well, I guess he didn't think quite like I did and later on I found out that ticked him off. Men. lol. So, I go and start cooking dinner while he's in the shower. I made quesadillas. Brian was already mad that we weren't having fish, but I pulled out chicken a day or two before that needed to be made up. I know he wasn't in the mood to eat them, so I tried to make him "special" quesadillas with extra cheese and chicken. Thoughtful, right? (I was wrong)
Well, I'm making dinner and after he gets out of the shower he starts to play his new video game. Usually that irks me, but I knew how excited he was about the game, so I blew it off. I gave him the 2 minute warning about dinner almost being done. Then it was done. He still doesn't come out after I finished cleaning up before eating. So I start eating by myself and then tell him that I'm starting to eat by myself. He then decides to come out to eat. He eats 1/2 a quesadilla, "throws" it down and said he couldn't eat anymore.
Oh boy! My blood starts to boil now! I tell him....I cooked dinner for you! While you were in the shower and you played video games and you hardly even eat it! Then he tells me that he didn't even really want it and he told me that. I then told him that he we could do dinner separately. But we both knew that doesn't work.
Well, we stayed mad at each other for a little while more that night and then talked it through. I agreed not to make quesadillas anymore and he now knows how much it annoys me when he plays video games while I'm cooking him dinner.
And it hasn't even been two weeks!
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