Time Flies!

This month, B and I gave notice on our apartment. I guess we're officially leaving Durham? I'm going to miss my sister!!

10 Months!

It should tell you something that I just tried to title this post "8 Months." Where is time going? This post is almost a full week late, a fact I blame on lots of travel, good times, eating, and, well, laziness (sometimes a spade is simply a spade).

On with it! In ten months, I could've done a number of things including create an entire human (not pregnant, by the way, so no holding of breath). Instead of filling you in on all of that, I'll just catch you up on our last fabulous month.

B & I started this last month out with a flourish-- a week-long trip to Cancun with my family where we had a blast! Not so fun? Taxes, but we did them (or the prep, as I have to keep reminding myself).

Our darling niece Sienna turned two, an event we celebrated on a plane with gooey cupcakes (you're welcome, Delta).

B's been hard at work on law school craziness and I've been spending my usual hours working as a freelancer and a nanny with various kids around the area. I've loved it! I was so sick for so much of January that I'd forgotten how amazing it felt to be well (and to feel sunshine-- welcome Spring!).

Less usual is that my high school girlfriends came to visit (4/5 of them, at least!) and we spent an amazing weekend at B's parents' beach house on the NC shore. It was so amazing to be with them (more on that later) and reconnect, especially before 2 of the 4 have babies this Spring/Summer! Their visit wrapped up just before our official anniversary, one we both missed by a few days!

B & I got to spend some quality time with my Mom, who was up for a few weeks hanging with the Smith sisters and I got to go with the crew to the Durham Science Museum, a site to behold! I still have so much to learn from my Mom and my sister. Excitement, patience, hunger for knowledge, and the ability to answer all the hard questions ("What is belly dancing?") without encouraging more questions!

B & I also had some good time together. This month has been nuts for him as he's been knocking out two big projects for the semester. We got by thanks to lots of dinners together, our wonderful DV-R, and the promise of a super fun Spring. What's up on our Spring docket (B's spring break-- already done and details to come--, a friend's wedding in TX, a trip to the beach house with B's parents, and B's annual law school softball tourney at UVA). Can't wait!

Cathing Up, Again

I swear I should've promised to blog more for Lent...

Eee!

Hold the phone people. Four out of my five best high school girlfriends (see also: bridesmaids, partners in crime, etc) are flying to Durham as we speak for a weekend at the beach house. I can't wait! My mind is already gone, as I thought they arrived at 1pm. Good thing I checked; turns out they LEAVE at 1pm and arrive at 2:20. B will be thrilled that I have the extra time! ...After he gets over the fact that I was running around like a mad lady this morning getting the car packed etc so I could come to school with him to copy our tax documents. Ok, so that's not even true; HE packed the car. What have I done this morning? Here's to two extra hours... Want to bet I'll still be late?

Our First Date

Ever have those "we look exactly the same as we did back then" moments? Not while looking at this picture, folks. This, dear readers, is our first date, spring of 2002 at a KA formal. That's the formal dress that my Mom had to overnight because I was so sure I'd brought my formals with me to school ("I can picture them in the closet, it's just the wrong closet"). LOVE YOU MOM!

Our dear friend (well, originally B's friend) Renee set us up and the rest is mostly history. B thought it was a date (right honey?), and I thought he just needed someone to go with him to a formal. That's right, he walked me to the door and I went right on inside without a second thought or much more than a "see you later!" Hindsight helps me label that as "playing hard to get." Right. I wish I was that smooth.

I remember B seeming surprised that I'd be up for dancing with him, and I remember the bus (yes, the frat rented school buses) pulling over on the side of the interstate so several tux-adorned boys and formal-wearing girls could go have a pit-stop in the overgrowth. Charmed, I'm sure!

Who knew? That was eight years ago this spring. Thank you, Renee!

Seven Years, Or Is It Eight?

Yesterday B & I celebrated our "old anniversary," the one when we first started dating exclusively (we had our first date over a year before that).

Last year, we didn't really celebrate March 1st, as we were barreling toward May 9th and super excited about it, but this year we'd talked about what would happen to Old Anniversary. We'd celebrated it for so long, exchanging gifts, flowers, cards, and candy to commemorate that Sophomore formal. How time flies...

We came to an informal agreement that stemmed from our first date (well, the first one not at a KA function). On our first date, B tried to take me out to a local seafood place that was well-known in Princeton. So well-known, in fact, that they don't take reservations. We showed up and found out there would be a two hour wait. If you know either of us, you know that we're sooo over waiting for food when there are other options around. We agreed to move on.

B drove down route one until I piped up, "A CHILI'S! We just got one of those at home! Can we go there?" As B puts it, that's when he fell in love. And christened me (lovingly so) the world's cheapest date. Chicken crispers and a sweet tea and I was in heaven.

So as we debated what to do with this Old Anniversary, it seemed like a natural conclusion. Instead of adding another expensive holiday to the rotation (either in mental capacity, time, or monetary investment), we'd keep it fun and head to Chili's on March 1st each year. Yesterday was a nutty day, so instead of going there, I stopped by and picked up their delicious Southwestern Eggrolls as a surprise for B.

I love fun, easy celebrations. Um, and delicious fried food. Double win!

All in a Day's Work

Yesterday I fell asleep at work. First time I've fallen asleep on the job ever, but my afternoon baby didn't wake up the entire time I was there, so I woke up and realized that I'd crashed on the couch. You know what they say, "Sleep when the baby sleeps...."