so the lion fell in love with the lamb

It's getting real cold here and I miss these.
And I am kind of obsessed with taking pictures of my wedding ring with things.

I want odd things.  I don't know what it is, but I get these ideas in my head and I don't stop looking until I find the perfect one.  Sometimes it takes years.  Same with things I want to do.  Sometimes they are a little odd.  I have always wanted:
a clear glass coffee mug
to help with somebody's proposal
a poncho
a real picnic basket
to dance in the rain
mittens... the ones where the top flips off and gives you fingerless gloves
an all black cat
to run a marathon
to go to a restaurant just for dessert and coffee


I have the sweetest mother-in-law!  Remember how I was dying to get a scentsy buddy??  Well my lion came yesterday!  I love him.  Any ideas for names?  Well, they also have a lamb that I thought was super cute.  My sweet MIL knows I am obsessed with the Twilight series.  Have you read them??  Anyway, you know the part where they talk about the lion falling in love with the lamb?  Connie searched through her books until she found that part and wrote it all down.  Then she ordered me the lamb so they'd get here on the same day and made me a little note with the quote from the book :-)  It was such a sweet idea!!  Unfortunately, there was a little ordering mishap and the girl accidentally ordered the elephant, so my lamb won't be here until next week.  It's that thought that counts though!!  Love her!

My most favorite holiday is going to be here so sooooon!!  My family will be celebrating it a week from tomorrow!

nights as newlyweds

Do you know what newlyweds do when they are all alone at night??
I must warn you, it's disgusting.
My lover pinched a nerve is his back and it was hurting him.  So we got the fire going and made a nice bed in front of it.  I went and got pillows while he laid out blankets.  I came back and started kissing him and took off his shirt.  He laid in front of the fireplace and I sat on his bum and spread lotion all over his back.  It was around 9:30 p.m.  Late.  So as I was sitting there running my hands all over his hot bod, I couldn't stop yawning.  And of course, I was looking down watching where I was rubbing.  You know what happens when you look down while you yawn?  You drool.  All over your half naked husband.  Then you fall on the ground laughing like a loon.  And he tells you how disgusting you are, with a huge smile on his face while you wipe off his back.
He asked me what was the matter with me.
I told him, "I'm classy."
We are sexy.

re-doing my blog

My blog is a little out of control right now.  Sorry, I am trying to make it look nice.  I need to go back and change the colors of the font on all my posts so that they match.  Is that going to repost every post to your reader?  I hope not.  If it does, sorry!  It just looks so scattered and unco-ordinated.  It's driving me crazy.
I decided to start a dream journal.  Writing about things always makes me feel better.  I am not quite sure what I am hoping to accomplish, but I guess we'll see what happens.  I want to get a dream catcher.  Maybe they don't really work, and it's just all in your head.  But that's where the dreams come from too.  I guess it's worth a shot.  What else can I do...
I am such a wussy.  Or the world is just too messed up.  Maybe both.  But on my way to lunch today I drove passed a homeless man.  So I ordered him some food too.  On my way back I had to drive passed him three times before I dared to stop and roll down my window.  I kept thinking about him killing me.  He was a real nice guy though.  He was very grateful.  He thanked me about ten times and kept saying "God bless you."  As I drove away he was feeding french fries to his alarmingly thin dog.  I just wanted to hug him... but that was probably going a little far since I could barely roll down my window.  Plus I was already five minutes late getting back to work because I kept having to turn back around.  Once I saw a blind man trying to cross a busy road.  I wanted to stop and help him but I was too scared and I always felt like a jerk for it.  I guess this starts to make up for it a little....

in-laws

(I love this guy)

I am getting sick of these nightmares.
Last night was horrible.
I think I'd prefer being skinned.
I hate to be negative, but it's going to be a long day.
I feel terrible.
Like I haven't slept in three months.

Last night was fabulous though!
I had a really good time.
I need a wedding ring that I can wear under rubber gloves for school.
So I asked my mother-in-law if she wanted to go to the mall and look around with me.
We ended up shopping for about four hours.
She decided to Christmas shop for me while we were there.
I felt bad though because she spoils me!!
On Christmas morning I probably won't be acting surprised...
Because by then I will really have forgotten what she got.
I have already forgot most of it.
I am so spacey.
And we got me such a beautiful ring.
It's a pearl in the center with a ruby on each side.
Ruby is Josh's birthstone.
It had diamonds on the side so I had it changed and I don't get it until Friday.
Just one more thing to look forward to this week!!
I can't wait to see it.
When I married Josh, I got the best in-laws I could have ever hoped for.
I love them all so much!
No wonder my lover turned out so great.
Tonight that sweet guy is making me salmon for dinner.
And I will be baking all night.
The week is half over.
The best part of the week is almost here!!

nightmares

The picture has nothing to do with this post.
I just really like it.
And I need more pictures...

I need a dream dictionary.
To analyze these wacko dreams I have.
It's been every night for three months.
Minus maybe two or three.
They are terrible!!
And so, so, so vivid.
They seem very real.
I wake up and sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between the dream and reality.
I wake up and feel like I never went to bed.
I toss and turn all night long.
I elbow my husband...
Poor guy.
I am so tired lately.
I can barely stand it.
And I dread going to bed every night.
If I tell you about them, promise not to think I am twisted??
Sometimes I wonder myself.
Here goes...
My lover and his brother were de-feathering a turkey.  When they got the leg bare, it was a human baby leg.
Swimming around in a big, dark lake with cliffs all around me.  No way out.
My lover is ALWAYS mean in my dreams.  All the mean things somebody could do... he does it.  I am giving him a complex.
I ran a Wal-Mart bag over in my car, got home and the news was saying somebody threw their baby in the street in a Wal-Mart bag.  Still alive.  A car running it over killed it....  I woke up bawling.
I have a terrible fear of anything dead.  Lakes scare me.  You know there are bodies in there.  And at night I dream about swimming through them.
The latest, most horrifying one was I was getting skinned.  Alive.  It was so real.  I woke up and my skin was on fire.  But it was still there.  I checked.  Four times.
I told you you'd think I'm twisted!!
Know any remedies?
I am ordering a dream catcher.
The only thing that has helped so far is a muscle relaxer.
But that's not a good idea...

weekend

Weekends are my favorite.
They are soooo nice.
I finally got a relaxing weekend, and I even got to sleep in on Sunday.
And guess what....
Today is a GOOD day!
I don't remember the last time I said that about a Monday.
But the Raiders won yesterday.
It's nice and stormy today.
My favorite holiday is in a couple weeks.
I get my nails done in a week and a half.
And my scentsy buddy is on his way!!
I got the lion.
What should I name it?

The closer school gets, the more terrified I am about it.
I don't know how I am going to watch myself stick a needle into somebody.
Giving shots is easy.
I can get real close, then look away for the actual penetration.
Watching it though....
I have even had a hard time eating meat lately.
As I chew I think about it being flesh....
And then I can't eat it anymore.

i get it now

It's always funny to watch movies now and realize you had no idea what was going on when you watched it as a kid.  It probably doesn't help that we had no rules on what we were allowed to watch.  Even cartoons though.  You watch it now and see a deeper meaning behind it.  It's kind of fun.  The movie that stands out the most for some reason is There's Something About Mary.  Hair gel.  Yeah, I had no clue.  Thinking about old movies really has me in the mood to watch Dumb and Dumber...

Things that made me happy today...
~warm bath~a clean house~my robe~no nightmares~gym at five a.m.~fruit from my Bountiful Basket~long sleeves~space heater~colored leaves~FRIDAY~

I decided I really want a Scentsy Buddy.  Have you seen them??  I loooove the lion!

there are no titles popping into my head right now...

Last night was so nice.
I have a cake this weekend, but I am just helping with it so I have had nights off all week.
It's been lovely!
It has gone by a little too fast.
For dinner last night we went to my most favorite place.
Tona!
I loooove sushi.
Then we went for a nice walk down the block for some coffee and cheese cake.
If you are ever in the Ogden area, go to Grounds For Coffee.
MUCH BETTER than Starbucks.
Oh and my cheese cake was chai cheese cake.
I was in Heaven!
When we got home I laid down and finished reading Mockingjay.
The first half of that one was a little slow, but it got better.
Pretty good series.
I am not in love with it like most people seem to be though.
Sorry if you're a fan.
My next books will be the Outlander series.
My husband is on book six, and loves them.
He keeps telling me it's better than Pillars of the Earth.
Which seems ridiculous, because that is the best book ever.

Lately I have been addicted to the snooze button.
I can't get my butt outta bed.
I think it's time for an intervention.
Or time to throw all alarm clocks out the window.

Last night Josh was injecting chicken with marinade for dinner tonight.
It made me so sick I had to leave the room.
I am panicking a little bit about starting school in January.
Phlebotomy!!
What was I thinking??

I am pretty excited about the cake I am helping with this weekend.
I am basically just making a ton of leaves because this lady doesn't know how.
And she likes my skills.
Speaking of cake....
Have you seen my last two??
Check them out here and here!

you never get the girl

I am kind of a hopeless romantic.
I cry over everything... happy or sad.
It's a good thing that man of mine is so sweet.
He is good to me every day.
Even when I get him sick and he is in so much pain he can barely move.
Sorry, lover.
Everytime I ask him what he wants for Christmas, birthdays... ya know...
I get the same response.
"I just want you, bean."
He doesn't ask me for anything.  Ever.
I got this response a few months before our first Christmas.
I told him that was lame because he already had me.
His response was, "You never get the girl."
Huh??
So he explained it to me.
Even after the wedding... 20 years of marriage... kids... everything.
She still isn't yours.
You will always have to work to keep her.
Just because you have the prize, doesn't mean you get to keep it.
It's something you have to work for every day.
And that sweet man still hasn't stopped.
He still loves me more every day.
That's how I know in 50 years we will still be in love.
Because we don't stop trying.
Marriage isn't a noun.  It's a verb.
It's not something you get.  It's something you do.
It's the way you love your partner every day.

How was your Halloween?