We were at church recently and as I mentioned in previous blogs, I haven't been that well. In fact, due to some sudden health scares and complications, it made me do an instant halt and re-evaluate what's really important; my health or everyone and everything else? So for now, I chose getting healthy and it caused me to step down and take a step back from volunteering, especially at church. Which might I add was a very hard thing for me to do, because I was so dedicated and immersed in my ministry work; I was even going to the Praise School of Ministry to become a better ministry leader so when I all of a sudden couldn't do it, I just needed to accept that sometimes, stepping back and letting go is the best thing to do.
But anyway, getting back to why I originally started blogging this, my husband and I were at church when the Pastors wife came up to us and asked how I was doing? I told her I was much better than I was the week prior and that I appreciated the support and prayers of our church family members as they really renewed my spirit. Then she gave me some encouraging words and turned to my husband and told him that he needs to be a leader in the household and make sure to always lead his wife to the Lord. My husband and I looked at each other and smiled and my husband graciously told her, yes I will, but in my head, I was saying to myself, He already does that?
The thing about my husband is that he is not the type of person that so freely expresses himself that the whole world can look at him and instantly know what kind of man he is. In all actuality, there are many layers to my husband, layers that I don't think anyone has ever really even seen or known about except for myself, him and God? So I was thinking about what the Pastor's wife said and was just wondering why she would say that? Was it a subliminal message saying that because I stopped volunteering that I am veering away from my faith? Was it just words of encouragement or was it just so that she could say something inspirational to my husband? So here I was being the thinker that I am...always thinking, thinking, thinking.....just like Winnie the Pooh, just without all the honey! LOL..that reminds me, if you ever want to know what my husband and I are like and look like....we pretty much look and act like Winnie the Pooh and piglet!...ok...getting back to what I was saying.
So here I was thinking when I had an epiphany! When people first meet my husband, they don't really like him! It's funny, but it's true! My husband is very stand offish and doesn't really socialize, in fact if it was up to him, he would be in and out without hesitation and back in the safety of his beloved house where his best friends the television, ipad and computer are. Naturally, this is not really a good trait to have, especially at church where everyone is so warm and welcoming so no one really knows or talks to my husband at church, accept for a select few who actually get him. Aside from being an introvert, he is very straight forward, my husband hates dilly dallying and beating around the bush, when he needs something he will say it, when he wants something he will say it and when he has an opinion he isn't afraid to tell you regardless of what your status is, so again..reasons people don't like my husband.
But like I said in the beginning, there are layers to this magnificent man, layers that no one ever gets to see, which is why I am blogging and gushing about him so everyone can get at least a glimpse of what I see in him everyday!
I always tease my husband and say he suffers from "White Knight Syndrome." One layer of my husband is that he is chivalrous..yes that's right ladies, Chivalry still exist and I was one of the blessed ones to get him! I have countless stories I can tell you of where my husband courageously put himself aside and helped someone in need, regardless of how big or small or even dangerous, he always tries to help in every way that he can, which is why I love him so much! I think I mentioned some of the other stories in other blogs, if not, I should start, because he really deserves some credit, but that's another layer about him.
My husband hates the lime light, he says that when he does something, it isn't to get the credit or the glory, he does it because he WANTS to do it and he does it to serve the Lord and that isn't anything special to need recognition or anything. Again at church, people would come up to me and make comments about how they never saw my husband in the Sunday service and he was always missing, but what they don't know, even now is that as soon as he gets to church, someone is always calling on him for assistance because he knows about networking and programming so he volunteers and helps set up the background and fix things. He is also a Sunday School teacher and all those weeks he wasn't in the service, it was because he was helping me by teaching Sunday School classes that I wasn't able to find volunteers for. But no one ever knows that about him, because they don't really talk to him.
Another thing about my husband is that when he loves, he does it whole heartedly! When he met me, I was already damaged goods. My heart was in pieces, I didn't know who I was or where I was going, but yet he still loved me and since I'm spilling all our secrets, when I get depressed, it is a very dark time in our household. At one point when my depression was really bad, I became catatonic to the point where I just couldn't function and my husband had to dress me, feed me and put me to bed because I would just cry and cry and cry and when I wasn't crying I was just numb. Also, when I was rushed to the E.R. my husband never left my side, despite having scoliosis and a weak back, he sat next to me on a stool without any complaint for 14 hours straight because he wanted to be near me, incase anything happened. Aside from all of this, whenever I do start going into a dark place, my husband is the ONLY one who could ever bring me back to the light.
So why am I telling you all of this, because I love him, not just for what he is or who he is, but because he first loved me and by him just loving me, he reminds me of God's love for me and how he blessed me with such a precious gift and in turn, I fall even more deeply in love with the Lord each and everyday that he blesses me with a husband who shows me kindness, patience, benevolence and above all else LOVE...isn't that what the Lord wants for us after all? So for all you out there that sees someone in church that really isn't that approachable, maybe next time you can get to know them a little more, you never know, they just might show you how to fall in love with the Lord!....until next time
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Thursday, December 4, 2014
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Was This a Chemical Pregnancy?
Did I ever tell you about the time I was almost a mother? Of course I've been like a second mom to my nieces and nephews and my Sunday School Children will agree that they are my children and so will my God children. But I mean me, myself and I actually being a mother, carrying her own child in her womb, laboring to bring it into the world and vowing to love and adore it for the rest of its life; Yeah that was almost me!
It was actually back in the Summer of 2014 that this happened to me, but I guess that's part of why I haven't been blogging in awhile, my heart just wasn't in it.
I actually started feeling symptoms I believe it was in May, you know the sore boobs, nausea, fatigue, dizziness, headaches, my gums were swollen and ached and I had to literally pee every five minutes, but I wasn't sure so I didn't do anything, but then 46, almost 50 days past since my last period and I said to myself that wasn't normal? I've felt all these symptoms before, but I've never gone this long without a period? So I made an appointment to see the Doctor and they ran a test to see if I was pregnant? Once they did the test and I saw the Doctor, he told me I wasn't pregnant and it was probably due to stress as the reason why I haven't had my period, although I told him I really haven't been that stressed out compared to before? I shrugged it off though, because I knew it was a pipe dream that I would ever get pregnant since my husband and I have been married for over a decade and nothing happened. So I went home a little sad, but I moved on, focusing on other things that I was doing at the time, when in the middle of the day the Doctors Office called me and left a message for me to call them back.
I called and when the nurse that called me got on the line she said, "I'm just calling to let you know you ARE pregnant and the test did come back positive." She didn't even have to finish her sentence after "pregnant," I just burst into tears because I couldn't believe it?! FINALLY, AFTER ALL THESE YEARS!!!! My heart was bursting and I couldn't even speak and through the tears, I composed myself enough to ask, "are you sure? The Doctor told me that I wasn't?" The Nurse paused for a second, but told me, "well the test is very faint, that's why it took so long to call you, it actually took awhile before the sign came up, I was actually getting ready to throw it away before I looked at it again, but I'm going to send you for blood work to be absolutely sure, the Doctor didn't order it, but I'll send your paper work over now so you can go, but it is positive." I thanked her and told her that my husband and I had been praying and trying for 12 years and I was on cloud 9 with this news!! I should have listened more closely to the signs in our conversation, but I wanted to be pregnant so bad, I refused to listen to things like "Doctor didn't order blood work," or "very faint sign" or anything like that, because I was hoping that in some small miracle, life was actually going to be positive for me for once. I even called my husband and told him while crying about the news! He was skeptical and said he will wait until there is an actual baby in his arms before he celebrates, but humored me with the thought of me possibly being pregnant.
So I went and got the blood work done and they told me I wouldn't get the results until next week, because I took it on a Friday, so I waited and for a whole week and I still didn't get my period and I looked at all the signs and kept telling my husband that "I HAVE TO BE PREGNANT...ALL THE SIGNS ARE THERE!!" Even the date of conception made sense for me to be pregnant and the symptoms were aligned with everything I was reading for how far along you are, which was a couple of weeks. But then at the end of the week, I woke up to severe abdominal pains and bleeding. My heart sank, but I went online and read that it might be due to implanting since I was supposedly a couple of weeks that's usually what happens an the egg is setting up shop in the uterus. I kept hoping everything was ok and I prayed and just laid in bed not moving an inch, afraid of losing what little hope I had inside of me. I called the Doctors Office again to see about the test and the same nurse who told me I was pregnant ended up taking back everything she said a week prior. She told me, "oh yeah sorry, you weren't actually pregnant, I spoke to the Doctor and he said you had to be a 5 or above to be pregnant and you were at a 2 so you should be getting your period soon, did you experience any bleeding?" I told her yes, I just started yesterday, but it's not like my normal period and I wish you would have told me all this a week ago, before I took the blood test and everything?!" She apologized and I said whatever there's nothing we could do about it now and we hung up. Once again, my heart broke into a billion pieces and the world I knew, started caving in on me. My husband tried to console me and told me I shouldn't of gotten my hopes up to begin with and that nurse was a freakin idiot, but it's okay we will keep trying. I told him I was alright and I sucked it up and told him he was right, I mean after this long for it to just happen, just like that is pretty much impossible. So I just acted like everything was fine and moved on, but the truth is that nurse literally ripped my heart out.
How could she just allow me to go a WHOLE WEEK thinking I was pregnant? It just kept running through my mind over and over and over and I just kept asking myself, "how can this supposed medical professional, go through all the trouble of calling me and telling me I was pregnant if I wasn't?!" Then finally after months passed by, I was sitting in church and it just clicked in my head again, "Why would she tell me I was pregnant, If I wasn't?" So I jumped on the internet on my phone and looked up "what does HCG 2 mean?" Then I started coming across these posting and websites about "Chemical Pregnancies," and thought to myself "maybe I WAS pregnant and instead of saying I had a miscarriage, it was easier for her to just say I was never pregnant?"
A Chemical Pregnancy for those that don't know is a pregnancy that ends very early in the first trimester. When women first become pregnant their hormones start to double which is how pregnancy test get their reading, which is through HCG (hormones). However if it is a Chemical Pregnancy, the HCG levels drop rapidly, which signifies the end of the pregnancy. They say that a chemical pregnancy occurs when the fetus dies immediately after conception due to chromosome issues which doesn't allow the embryo to implant in the uterus where it can grow and develop.
I have to be honest, my heart is still aching and as soon as I read this, my heart broke all over again as I explained it to my husband and told him, it wasn't really a pregnancy, that it was over before it even began. But my husband, being the type of man that he is, looked me right in the eyes and told me to stop thinking like that! He told me, "as soon as that egg was fertilized, you became a mother and carried our baby inside of you and don't let anyone try to take that away from you and tell you it didn't happen!" So maybe I was pregnant and maybe I wasn't, either way I give God the glory that for at least a moment in time I could say that I was a mother......until next time my beloved
It was actually back in the Summer of 2014 that this happened to me, but I guess that's part of why I haven't been blogging in awhile, my heart just wasn't in it.
I actually started feeling symptoms I believe it was in May, you know the sore boobs, nausea, fatigue, dizziness, headaches, my gums were swollen and ached and I had to literally pee every five minutes, but I wasn't sure so I didn't do anything, but then 46, almost 50 days past since my last period and I said to myself that wasn't normal? I've felt all these symptoms before, but I've never gone this long without a period? So I made an appointment to see the Doctor and they ran a test to see if I was pregnant? Once they did the test and I saw the Doctor, he told me I wasn't pregnant and it was probably due to stress as the reason why I haven't had my period, although I told him I really haven't been that stressed out compared to before? I shrugged it off though, because I knew it was a pipe dream that I would ever get pregnant since my husband and I have been married for over a decade and nothing happened. So I went home a little sad, but I moved on, focusing on other things that I was doing at the time, when in the middle of the day the Doctors Office called me and left a message for me to call them back.
I called and when the nurse that called me got on the line she said, "I'm just calling to let you know you ARE pregnant and the test did come back positive." She didn't even have to finish her sentence after "pregnant," I just burst into tears because I couldn't believe it?! FINALLY, AFTER ALL THESE YEARS!!!! My heart was bursting and I couldn't even speak and through the tears, I composed myself enough to ask, "are you sure? The Doctor told me that I wasn't?" The Nurse paused for a second, but told me, "well the test is very faint, that's why it took so long to call you, it actually took awhile before the sign came up, I was actually getting ready to throw it away before I looked at it again, but I'm going to send you for blood work to be absolutely sure, the Doctor didn't order it, but I'll send your paper work over now so you can go, but it is positive." I thanked her and told her that my husband and I had been praying and trying for 12 years and I was on cloud 9 with this news!! I should have listened more closely to the signs in our conversation, but I wanted to be pregnant so bad, I refused to listen to things like "Doctor didn't order blood work," or "very faint sign" or anything like that, because I was hoping that in some small miracle, life was actually going to be positive for me for once. I even called my husband and told him while crying about the news! He was skeptical and said he will wait until there is an actual baby in his arms before he celebrates, but humored me with the thought of me possibly being pregnant.
So I went and got the blood work done and they told me I wouldn't get the results until next week, because I took it on a Friday, so I waited and for a whole week and I still didn't get my period and I looked at all the signs and kept telling my husband that "I HAVE TO BE PREGNANT...ALL THE SIGNS ARE THERE!!" Even the date of conception made sense for me to be pregnant and the symptoms were aligned with everything I was reading for how far along you are, which was a couple of weeks. But then at the end of the week, I woke up to severe abdominal pains and bleeding. My heart sank, but I went online and read that it might be due to implanting since I was supposedly a couple of weeks that's usually what happens an the egg is setting up shop in the uterus. I kept hoping everything was ok and I prayed and just laid in bed not moving an inch, afraid of losing what little hope I had inside of me. I called the Doctors Office again to see about the test and the same nurse who told me I was pregnant ended up taking back everything she said a week prior. She told me, "oh yeah sorry, you weren't actually pregnant, I spoke to the Doctor and he said you had to be a 5 or above to be pregnant and you were at a 2 so you should be getting your period soon, did you experience any bleeding?" I told her yes, I just started yesterday, but it's not like my normal period and I wish you would have told me all this a week ago, before I took the blood test and everything?!" She apologized and I said whatever there's nothing we could do about it now and we hung up. Once again, my heart broke into a billion pieces and the world I knew, started caving in on me. My husband tried to console me and told me I shouldn't of gotten my hopes up to begin with and that nurse was a freakin idiot, but it's okay we will keep trying. I told him I was alright and I sucked it up and told him he was right, I mean after this long for it to just happen, just like that is pretty much impossible. So I just acted like everything was fine and moved on, but the truth is that nurse literally ripped my heart out.
How could she just allow me to go a WHOLE WEEK thinking I was pregnant? It just kept running through my mind over and over and over and I just kept asking myself, "how can this supposed medical professional, go through all the trouble of calling me and telling me I was pregnant if I wasn't?!" Then finally after months passed by, I was sitting in church and it just clicked in my head again, "Why would she tell me I was pregnant, If I wasn't?" So I jumped on the internet on my phone and looked up "what does HCG 2 mean?" Then I started coming across these posting and websites about "Chemical Pregnancies," and thought to myself "maybe I WAS pregnant and instead of saying I had a miscarriage, it was easier for her to just say I was never pregnant?"
A Chemical Pregnancy for those that don't know is a pregnancy that ends very early in the first trimester. When women first become pregnant their hormones start to double which is how pregnancy test get their reading, which is through HCG (hormones). However if it is a Chemical Pregnancy, the HCG levels drop rapidly, which signifies the end of the pregnancy. They say that a chemical pregnancy occurs when the fetus dies immediately after conception due to chromosome issues which doesn't allow the embryo to implant in the uterus where it can grow and develop.
I have to be honest, my heart is still aching and as soon as I read this, my heart broke all over again as I explained it to my husband and told him, it wasn't really a pregnancy, that it was over before it even began. But my husband, being the type of man that he is, looked me right in the eyes and told me to stop thinking like that! He told me, "as soon as that egg was fertilized, you became a mother and carried our baby inside of you and don't let anyone try to take that away from you and tell you it didn't happen!" So maybe I was pregnant and maybe I wasn't, either way I give God the glory that for at least a moment in time I could say that I was a mother......until next time my beloved
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
I missed him before I met him
Hello beloved! Sorry I haven't been writing for awhile, so much has been happening that I haven't had the energy! I was feeling inspired though and thought I would come on and share.
As I was doing my wifely duties today; you know, cleaning the house, doing the laundry, dishes, ironing my husbands work clothes, etc. I was listening to my playlist on my phone. I always like to download songs that describes something that relates to my life or my marriage and I like to think that I am compiling a song list to the soundtrack of my life. At any rate, I was listening to my lifes soundtrack and I started thinking about my life and my husband as songs often make us do and it was a song by Christina Perri titled A 1,000 years and also another song by my favorite band The Civil Wars called To Whom it May Concern, that really got me thinking. These songs are about loving someone before even knowing who they were and that's EXACTLY how it was with my husband.
I was thinking back...waaaayyyy back from when I was a little girl. I never could sleep very well, I was always afraid of the dark and never felt safe, so I would put pillows next to me in order for me to feel secure enough to sleep. I wouldn't use just one pillow and cuddle with it either..NO, I would use like 10 and make a small mountain, then I would either cuddle or put my feet up over them and then I would fall asleep. After I got married, now that I think of it, I don't use pillows anymore, because when I turn to my side, I see that same exact mountain and feel secure..LOL But to be honest, I always felt so insecure at night, but since I got married, from that first moment that I laid down in my marital bed and my husband put his arms around me to cuddle, all my fears and insecurities melted away and I felt safe and secure enough to sleep.
It was like before I was married, I was only living half a life, like a HUGE part of me was missing and I knew in my heart that it was Marko and that he was out there somewhere looking for me too. As cheesy as it sounds, I am a big movie buff and when I was younger, one of my favorite movies was An American Tail, where they sang this song that still gets to me until this day titled Somehwere out there. Okay that's not the cheesy part, the cheesy part is that I use to sit at my bedroom windowsill and sing that song as I looked up at the great big moon in the sky and I would wonder if he was looking at that same moon and somehow we were connected? Yeah I know, cheesy right? Nah, I'm just a hopeless romantic like that! Anyway, as you probably read in my first blogs where I spilled about our whole love story, I would literally see him in my dreams, but never his face because I didn't meet him yet. Truthfully, I think God did it that way, because half the fun of the journey was trying to find him and if I already knew who he was, then what was the point of that adventure?
All in all, the point of my crazy ranting is that I missed my husband before I even knew him. It was like in my dreams I could see the magnificent romance of it, but when I woke up, he was gone. I think that is why I slept so much when I was younger because when I was awake it felt like an eternity before I would see him again in my dreams. Then when I got married, I stopped sleeping so much, because finally my waking reality was my dream come true.....until next time beloved <3
As I was doing my wifely duties today; you know, cleaning the house, doing the laundry, dishes, ironing my husbands work clothes, etc. I was listening to my playlist on my phone. I always like to download songs that describes something that relates to my life or my marriage and I like to think that I am compiling a song list to the soundtrack of my life. At any rate, I was listening to my lifes soundtrack and I started thinking about my life and my husband as songs often make us do and it was a song by Christina Perri titled A 1,000 years and also another song by my favorite band The Civil Wars called To Whom it May Concern, that really got me thinking. These songs are about loving someone before even knowing who they were and that's EXACTLY how it was with my husband.
I was thinking back...waaaayyyy back from when I was a little girl. I never could sleep very well, I was always afraid of the dark and never felt safe, so I would put pillows next to me in order for me to feel secure enough to sleep. I wouldn't use just one pillow and cuddle with it either..NO, I would use like 10 and make a small mountain, then I would either cuddle or put my feet up over them and then I would fall asleep. After I got married, now that I think of it, I don't use pillows anymore, because when I turn to my side, I see that same exact mountain and feel secure..LOL But to be honest, I always felt so insecure at night, but since I got married, from that first moment that I laid down in my marital bed and my husband put his arms around me to cuddle, all my fears and insecurities melted away and I felt safe and secure enough to sleep.
It was like before I was married, I was only living half a life, like a HUGE part of me was missing and I knew in my heart that it was Marko and that he was out there somewhere looking for me too. As cheesy as it sounds, I am a big movie buff and when I was younger, one of my favorite movies was An American Tail, where they sang this song that still gets to me until this day titled Somehwere out there. Okay that's not the cheesy part, the cheesy part is that I use to sit at my bedroom windowsill and sing that song as I looked up at the great big moon in the sky and I would wonder if he was looking at that same moon and somehow we were connected? Yeah I know, cheesy right? Nah, I'm just a hopeless romantic like that! Anyway, as you probably read in my first blogs where I spilled about our whole love story, I would literally see him in my dreams, but never his face because I didn't meet him yet. Truthfully, I think God did it that way, because half the fun of the journey was trying to find him and if I already knew who he was, then what was the point of that adventure?
All in all, the point of my crazy ranting is that I missed my husband before I even knew him. It was like in my dreams I could see the magnificent romance of it, but when I woke up, he was gone. I think that is why I slept so much when I was younger because when I was awake it felt like an eternity before I would see him again in my dreams. Then when I got married, I stopped sleeping so much, because finally my waking reality was my dream come true.....until next time beloved <3
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Today was a good day
Hallo! Shalom! And all those wonderful greetings to all of you friends around the world; how the heck are all of you?! As for me, I am doing great! I started training in my new job, I am happy and in a place in my life that I feel is peaceful.
The only thing that I am disappointed in myself about is that I missed church this morning; I can't believe I did that! I totally forgot about turning the clocks forward for Spring, so this morning I thought I woke up at 9 a.m. and so I didn't nag my husband to get ready or anything, because church starts at 10:45 so I figured we had plenty of time......that was until I looked at the clock on the television that said it was already going to be 11:30 a.m!! We decided to just take the day as it is and enjoy what was left of our morning because by the time we got dressed and made it to church, it would have already of been over :( besides that hiccup, we had a nice day.
My husband made me a delicious breakfast sandwich that had sausage, a slice of turkey and then grilled it with melted cheese and topped it off with a nice steaming cup of my favorite tea ( this is probably why I was in such a mellow mood in the morning). Afterwards, we watched a few episodes of some random reality tv show ( seems like that's all there is on tv now a days) then we got dressed and set out on our adventure for the day.
I told my husband I wanted to be romanced and go on an adventure with just the two of us, because I know once I start working, I'm not going to have so much free time as I do now. Sadly, the only thing he could come up with was to go get some cupcakes at this cupcake shop two cities over from us. I told him, " is that all you can come up with? I have like a dozen different adventures running through my mind just as we speak?!!" He asked me what ideas I had and I told him, we could go on adventures to see how many countries we can visit without living the state? I know we have a Mexican town, China town, Korea Town, Little Armenia, and even a Dutch town and I always wanted to just take a road trip and see all of them. The way I see it, if you fly around the world, you have to buy a plane ticket, rental car, rent a room, pay for food, etc. and in the end that will cost you what, between $5,0000 to $10,0000 or maybe more? If we just traveled to each town, which has the same culture anyway, we would only be spending what $1,000 tops? By now beloved, you all know I'm cheap, so which one would you choose?
To make a long story longer, we didn't end up doing that or the cupcake run. Instead, we used a free coupon I got in the mail for one of my favorite restaurants, then we walked and bought some cream puffs from a near by Papa Beards. Usually, I love their cream puffs, because they are so light and fluffy, but today they seemed a little dry; oh well, se la vie. After our dessert, we walked around town and found this really great shop called Ten Thousand Villages, that is a non-profit store. Apparently, from what I read, they buy handmade merchandise from people in different countries and sell them to help pay for their livelihood, like food, water, etc. they had some really cool things in there like jewelry, sculptures made out of recycled cans, etc and each item has a sticker with the location from where they are from and the name of the individual who made it. I walked around for awhile and found this really cute onyx cut elephant. It was from Pakistan, but it didn't have the name of the person that made it. I LOVE elephants and if you look inside my home, you will see that I have quite a few around my living room.
The elephant is actually pretty small and fits in the palm of my hand and it is grey with a little but of brown, gold and white in it. I think it is so adorable and I love buying things that go to good causes, so even though I'm broke as a joke right now, I was still more than happy to indulge with this item. After walking around, we decided to walk back and somehow made our way to a clothes store (it wasn't me that lead the way, I swear....or maybe it was)? Anyway, we made it into the store and I told my husband that I wanted to look for a dress for my upcoming birthday party. For all of you that are following me already know that this is a big year for me since I'm getting closer to the top of the hill and decided to throw myself a mad hatter tea party unbirthday spectacular!! So we walked around and I found a couple of options and showed my husband and he told me I should try them on. So being the obedient wife that I am...heehee...I took the dresses and tried them on for him. The first one just didn't do it for me. The second one was alright according to my husband, but then I tried on the third one and when I walked out of the dressing room to show him, his eyes lit up and he told me, " that one is REALLY nice!" Pleased with his response I changed back into my regular clothes and brought the dresses out to give back to the store clerk. Then my husband being the spoiler that he is, told me that if I really want it, that I can put it on my credit card and that it really looked nice on me. I accepted his permission to use my credit card, because I know that it's hard finding things that fit just right on me and since the dress was less than $30, it made me happy that I wasn't splurging all that much. After dress shopping, we did a little more walking around and decided to call it a day, but remembered we had to go to the 99 cents store. For all the readers that aren't from around here, or ever heard of the 99 cents store, it is pretty much my most FAVORITE store to shop at. Here the name of the store pretty much sums it up; EVERYTHING is 99 cents!! Doesn't matter if its a pack of gum or household utensils, literally EVERYTHING is 99 cents! Well wait, actually not everything is 99 cents, it take it back. There are actually a few items that cost less than 99 cents like cups of noodles are only 29 cents and there are items you can buy 3 or 4 of them for a dollar, but nothing is over 99 cents...I love that store so much! Okay, Okay, enough praising of the 99 cents store. So we went and bought some fruits and vegetables that were too expensive to buy at the regular store, as well as some other food items to get us through the week, then we came back to our humble home and started to clean up a bit to get ready for the week. Then we sat down on our couch and spent the rest of the evening ignoring each other; oh what a glorious day! Just kidding, actually he is sitting right next to me playing video games and I am here chatting with you all, while I am waiting for my load of laundry to finish. On that note, I better get back to my wifely duties and get my husband off the video games before he turns into one of those zombie teenagers, then I will never see him again!! Until next time my beloved.........
The only thing that I am disappointed in myself about is that I missed church this morning; I can't believe I did that! I totally forgot about turning the clocks forward for Spring, so this morning I thought I woke up at 9 a.m. and so I didn't nag my husband to get ready or anything, because church starts at 10:45 so I figured we had plenty of time......that was until I looked at the clock on the television that said it was already going to be 11:30 a.m!! We decided to just take the day as it is and enjoy what was left of our morning because by the time we got dressed and made it to church, it would have already of been over :( besides that hiccup, we had a nice day.
My husband made me a delicious breakfast sandwich that had sausage, a slice of turkey and then grilled it with melted cheese and topped it off with a nice steaming cup of my favorite tea ( this is probably why I was in such a mellow mood in the morning). Afterwards, we watched a few episodes of some random reality tv show ( seems like that's all there is on tv now a days) then we got dressed and set out on our adventure for the day.
I told my husband I wanted to be romanced and go on an adventure with just the two of us, because I know once I start working, I'm not going to have so much free time as I do now. Sadly, the only thing he could come up with was to go get some cupcakes at this cupcake shop two cities over from us. I told him, " is that all you can come up with? I have like a dozen different adventures running through my mind just as we speak?!!" He asked me what ideas I had and I told him, we could go on adventures to see how many countries we can visit without living the state? I know we have a Mexican town, China town, Korea Town, Little Armenia, and even a Dutch town and I always wanted to just take a road trip and see all of them. The way I see it, if you fly around the world, you have to buy a plane ticket, rental car, rent a room, pay for food, etc. and in the end that will cost you what, between $5,0000 to $10,0000 or maybe more? If we just traveled to each town, which has the same culture anyway, we would only be spending what $1,000 tops? By now beloved, you all know I'm cheap, so which one would you choose?
To make a long story longer, we didn't end up doing that or the cupcake run. Instead, we used a free coupon I got in the mail for one of my favorite restaurants, then we walked and bought some cream puffs from a near by Papa Beards. Usually, I love their cream puffs, because they are so light and fluffy, but today they seemed a little dry; oh well, se la vie. After our dessert, we walked around town and found this really great shop called Ten Thousand Villages, that is a non-profit store. Apparently, from what I read, they buy handmade merchandise from people in different countries and sell them to help pay for their livelihood, like food, water, etc. they had some really cool things in there like jewelry, sculptures made out of recycled cans, etc and each item has a sticker with the location from where they are from and the name of the individual who made it. I walked around for awhile and found this really cute onyx cut elephant. It was from Pakistan, but it didn't have the name of the person that made it. I LOVE elephants and if you look inside my home, you will see that I have quite a few around my living room.
The elephant is actually pretty small and fits in the palm of my hand and it is grey with a little but of brown, gold and white in it. I think it is so adorable and I love buying things that go to good causes, so even though I'm broke as a joke right now, I was still more than happy to indulge with this item. After walking around, we decided to walk back and somehow made our way to a clothes store (it wasn't me that lead the way, I swear....or maybe it was)? Anyway, we made it into the store and I told my husband that I wanted to look for a dress for my upcoming birthday party. For all of you that are following me already know that this is a big year for me since I'm getting closer to the top of the hill and decided to throw myself a mad hatter tea party unbirthday spectacular!! So we walked around and I found a couple of options and showed my husband and he told me I should try them on. So being the obedient wife that I am...heehee...I took the dresses and tried them on for him. The first one just didn't do it for me. The second one was alright according to my husband, but then I tried on the third one and when I walked out of the dressing room to show him, his eyes lit up and he told me, " that one is REALLY nice!" Pleased with his response I changed back into my regular clothes and brought the dresses out to give back to the store clerk. Then my husband being the spoiler that he is, told me that if I really want it, that I can put it on my credit card and that it really looked nice on me. I accepted his permission to use my credit card, because I know that it's hard finding things that fit just right on me and since the dress was less than $30, it made me happy that I wasn't splurging all that much. After dress shopping, we did a little more walking around and decided to call it a day, but remembered we had to go to the 99 cents store. For all the readers that aren't from around here, or ever heard of the 99 cents store, it is pretty much my most FAVORITE store to shop at. Here the name of the store pretty much sums it up; EVERYTHING is 99 cents!! Doesn't matter if its a pack of gum or household utensils, literally EVERYTHING is 99 cents! Well wait, actually not everything is 99 cents, it take it back. There are actually a few items that cost less than 99 cents like cups of noodles are only 29 cents and there are items you can buy 3 or 4 of them for a dollar, but nothing is over 99 cents...I love that store so much! Okay, Okay, enough praising of the 99 cents store. So we went and bought some fruits and vegetables that were too expensive to buy at the regular store, as well as some other food items to get us through the week, then we came back to our humble home and started to clean up a bit to get ready for the week. Then we sat down on our couch and spent the rest of the evening ignoring each other; oh what a glorious day! Just kidding, actually he is sitting right next to me playing video games and I am here chatting with you all, while I am waiting for my load of laundry to finish. On that note, I better get back to my wifely duties and get my husband off the video games before he turns into one of those zombie teenagers, then I will never see him again!! Until next time my beloved.........
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