Brenton and I went on yet another date night last night. We went to Wendy's for dinner since it was Sunshine Dreams (sending kids to Disneyland). Filed with Frosty we went to the hockey game where I was hoping to see "Loud Guy". The guy whom sits two rows behind us and yells out random sayings like, "Put some Jam on it", or "It looks like a pretzel out there!". I laugh each time he yells something because it's completely ridiculous. It's also very entertaining. Well, he was not there and a little part of me was sad.
Half way through the first period the little girl directly behind us started to have a meltdown. She was sitting with her grandparents and it seemed she was really upset. So what did I do? I pulled out of my (as Brenton refers to it) Mary Poppins hand bag some sourpatch kids candy. I reached behind me and gave them to her grandma to distribute. The little girl instantly stopped her screaming and meltdown and I didn't hear from her again.
The Rockets won! It was an intense game since they hadn't even scored until the third period, but with two goals within seconds (and tying up the game) I knew they could still win it. And sure enough they did. It was a great game to watch.
Until later,
Michelle
Date night last night was AWE-TO-THE-SOME! We went for dinner, my choice -Subway. Yes I'm not a high-maintenance girl. We had a good chat over some foot-long sandwiches and then carried on to the movie theatre. Now I don't know if you know B and I very well, but we both enjoy talking to strangers and joking with them constantly. Even to the point of awkward. We find this to be fun, so buying our tickets would normally be like a 2 minute task, however with both of us there and feeding off of each other I think we took close to 10 minutes. It was fun and we were successful in making the ticket master guy laugh.
We went into the theatre and went to claim our pop and popcorn (I left out the popcorn) but thoroughly enjoyed my pop. We were about 20 minutes early so we stood to the side and watched people and read all the posters in the lobby area. We decided we should probably head in to find some seats(if we wanted to get good ones) and headed into our theatre room #3 titled "Leap Year". When we walked in we had a select choice of seats to choose from....seeing as we were the ONLY 2 in there! haha. I had selected a row in my head but had yet to announce it when B turned down that exact aisle. I exclaimed out loud that we had been married so long we were already in sync. When he told me we only had 13 minutes until the movie started I looked around and thought that maybe we would be the only 2 watching this movie tonight. About 2 minutes after that we had 2 young girls (about 14 or 15 years old) sit behind us. Again we had to joke around with them. And B told them with a straight face that they couldn't sit there. haha. We were the only 4 people in the theatre and I thought it was kind of funny that they chose the seats right behind us..haha. Anyways we told them we were joking because they thought we were serious and then the movie started. It was a really good movie by the way! I thought it was a good thing we didn't go and see the more emotional movie "Extraordinary Measures" because during the pre-views (one being a Miley Cyrus movie) I started getting choked up. I was like, what?! haha....so yeah, I was happy that we had gone with the hopeless romantic comedy movie. Half way through the movie I couldn't handle the constant talking of the two young girls behind us so I turned around and hushed them (in a polite discreet fashion) I threw B's popcorn at them and yelled "Shut UP"!! No I didn't...haha.. I just turned, made eye contact and put my finger up to my mouth. I tried to make it so I didn't make them feel bad but that the message would get across that they are interrupting. Anyways, the talking diminished and we all enjoyed the movie. It was a fairly predictable movie (like all romantic comedy's) but a good story none-the-less. We had so much to talk about after the movie and came home in total bliss.
I feel like the luckiest girl in the world!
I love you B
Michelle
Well it's Tuesday and normally today would be clean house day. It got pushed off because I had a bunch of running around to do and when I got home I was too tired to carry on the journey of cleaning. I'm excited for tonight though. Why you may ask?
Because my husband is wonderful and taking me out on a date night. How exciting. It's going to be dinner and a movie. I can hardly wait. It comes down to two movies to choose from. One is "Extraordinary Measures" and the other is "Leap Year". I'm hoping for "Leap Year" because it's got my new favorite actress Amy Adams in it. I enjoy watching her in both "Enchanted" and "Julie and Julia".
Today has been another hard day. Only because every time I thought I had made progress I ended up having to take a couple steps backwards. Frustrating after it happened for the third time in a matter of hours. But I'm going to listen to my husband and hold my chin up and keep on trudging through. It's like I told one of the people I talked to today, there's so much paper work and hidden paper work, but in the end it's worth it because I will be doing what I want and enjoy doing. This too shall pass and I will look back and laugh....someday....right??!! It's just hard when you're in the middle of the trenches and can't see what's over that tall mountain ahead of you. In the wise words of Psalty the Singing Song Book, "One Step at a time". That's all we can do. If we were to take two steps at a time we would run out of energy a lot faster, or land on our faces, because we'd be hopping. Well, I'm no hopper so one step at a time it is.
Could you imagine what it must have been like to take a step out onto the water from the boat. To walk out to Jesus....like how surreal that must have been. The only time I've ever walked on water was when it was frozen, not out in the middle of the Sea.
Anyways, just some food for thought.
Until next time,
Michelle
Today is Monday and I have started the job-hunt once again, *sigh*. I am learning to trust and be patient for God to open the door. Have you ever been in this place? It's hard. When other people say it I always try to be sympathetic but in reality inwardly I'm a little...I don't know, not skeptic, but questioning. Like are they really searching or just sitting back and waiting. And I apologize if I've ever done that to you...even though you probably didn't know I did. But I have and now being in this position I find it to be a very hard and some-what scary place. Not because I'm afraid, but it's a lot of taking steps out in faith. I love to be comfortable. To have something stable. But right now I'm somewhat unsettled.
My marriage (that still sounds so weird) is in great shape. I am in love with my best friend and he loves me back :) He's so understanding and silly. I sometimes don't give him enough credit and am learning to trust that he has the best intentions always. I love that he plays with me! We have so much fun together. We are able to laugh and I'm just so happy that he picked me.
I went to games night last night. This is a new group that has started out of our church. It's a group of young adults who get together every Sunday evening and we play games. Last Sunday was the introductory session. When I first walked in I was awoken to the mass array of babies. I announced that I did not know this was a BYOB (bring your own baby). The host of this party and I were the only two females without a baby (outside or inside the womb), however she had two puppies and allowed me to adopt one for the evening. And that's just what I did. It was a lot of fun. So last night we had our secondary games night. This time it was not mandatory to BYOB. And I brought my one friend with me and we had so much fun playing Taboo. It was funny to listen to what people would yell out and created a lot of laughter. Both my friend and I decided that this would be "Our thing" to do on Sunday evenings. Our husbands are more than welcome to join us any time, but we would commit to going and even hosting to games night on Sunday evenings.
Well that's about there is all to report. My break from job searching is now over and I must get back to the old grind. Until next time.
Michelle
So here I am again. You have yet another hockey game to thank. Yes that's right, the third game this week! Don't these players do anything else? What do their girlfriends and wives think? I was thinking just today (as they were singing the anthem) they must stink after the game. Like really stink! And who does their laundry? I always make up little stories in my head of what they will do after the game. I pretend that all the players go out to a quiet local pub to sip on a beverage and discuss the outcome of the game. They strategize their next game and come up with some plays to try out. Sometimes I wonder if they get into a heated dispute with another player on their team and give them the cold shoulder. Or maybe they are just so homesick of spending time with their loved one that they opt to take her out on the town (after a long shower). Needless to say I'm rarely watching the game to watch the game but to allow my imagination to go wild and write the stories of their lives in my head. Weird?! Maybe. Fun?! Totally!
Update, it's the first period and Canucks are up by 3/0. Brenton was so excited that he shouted and then came over and shook my head with the palm of his hand. (A little weird I must confess). But nonetheless exciting! I'm happy when they win because a good game = a happy husband.
Haha, there was one really good fight in the game just a minute ago. It actually made me laugh and say out loud, "He must have older brothers". Why would I say this? Because he could definitely hold his own! He took him down (literally) with a lot of flare.
The first time I ever went to a live hockey game I was shocked at the fighting. For some reason I thought it was more hyped up for tv. But being there and seeing it happen right in front of me made me realize these guys aren't playing around.
Well, I'm just rambling. Today has been a very lazy day. I woke up and burnt the bacon(literally). I had never made bacon before and had the element on way too hot. And made more bacon, hash browns and scrambled eggs(for Brenton since I'm not yolk friendly). Then I ate my hash browns and had a 3 hour nap. That's right 3 hours! After which I woke up and sat around playing a little bit of video games and lazing around.
This evening has been more fun. We went for dinner with B's parents and that was fun! They were off to watch a movie. Lucky ducks! haha. Well, I guess I should stop my rambling for now. Until next time
Michelle
TGIF everyone. I'm hoping to hear back today from the place in which I had an interview. I really hope they have decided to go with me. But if not I'm going to be ok with it and keep on going. It's obvious that God has a plan and that I have to really work on my patience. At this point I hate waiting. Maybe there is a lesson here? hum.
Yesterday was a great day of baking. I love using my cookie cutters. They are such a happy thing. It reminds me of making cookies with my Grandma. She always had cookie cutters and it was so much fun decorating the cookies with sparkles and those little silver balls that taste so gross but look so good.
Yesterday while I was baking I watched the movie Julie and Julia. I could watch that movie over and over. My favorite scene is when she's having her meltdown in the kitchen lying on the floor. I laughed so hard at that the first time I saw it. Why? Because I relate to that. Haha. I had asked Brenton what he would do if he were to come home to me lying on the floor in the kitchen...his response...I'm just waiting for that day. Anyways, while I was baking cookies I watched the movie (instead of talking to my audience) and I even wore my pearls in the kitchen. It was such a fun time. Even though I was technically alone, I didn't feel like I was.
My friend talked with me later and laughed and laughed and asked me if I had dressed up on purpose? I hadn't. But she laughed and said that talking to the "audience" has gone to far. I am guilty of setting up the camera and putting on the self timer to get those (one very fuzzy) pictures of myself in the kitchen.
After the baking was complete Brenton and I had every 5 year old's dream dinner. We had Kraft dinner with cookies and chocolate milk. B was so happy and I was too. It turned out to be just a fun day over all.
Until next time,
Michelle
