Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Vegas and peanut butter, I guess.

  • Every time my dad opens a jar of peanut butter, he smells it. Because he really, really likes the smell of peanut butter.

  • Sometimes he opens peanut butter for the express purpose of smelling it.

  • That didn't have much to do with anything except that I was opening a jar of peanut butter today to spread it on celery and I smelled it. 

  • Yep. Still smells like peanut butter.

  • My mom used to spread peanut butter on Saltine crackers and put them in chicken noodle soup.

  • I know, I know, it sounds disgusting. But it's awesome. Just try it. I dare you.

  • No, seriously. It's good.

  • I was going to actually write about something other than peanut butter today.

  • Vegas! We went to Vegas!

  • We went for a takewondo tournament. Jack won first in forms and second in weapons in the Master's division. 

  • He is annoyingly good.

  • Vegas is kind of gross.

  • I know, I know. A lot of people like Vegas. But I had reasons for not liking it.

  • It was Spring Break week. Therefore, a lot of drunk college kids. A LOT of them.

  • I didn't even like drunk college kids when I was in college.

  • And Jack got us a hotel suite. It had a little living room and everything. And the bathroom was the size of our living room at home. 

  • AND THE CURTAINS HAD A REMOTE CONTROL OH MY COW.

  • I just wanted to stay in the aforementioned hotel suite at all times and read my book and look at the pretty, pretty view. Because I am super-cool like that.

  • (I am not super-cool. Like, at all.)

  • But he didn't let me stay inside the room! He wanted me to, like, LEAVE and stuff! And walk down the strip and look at things and eat at restaurants and things!

  • WHY would you ever want to do that?

  • What a weirdo.

  • During one such discussion about me not wanting to ever leave any room ever, I asked him if he wished he didn't have such a lame wife. He said "yeah, kind of."

  • At least it's just "kind of."

  • We also went to see Jersey Boys in Vegas. Oh my cow. So good. Definitely worth leaving the hotel suite for.

  • So, I got the tablet so that I could get a Kindle app so I could read my Kindle books on something bigger than my phone. And the Jack packed approximately 84 paper books in his carry on because he makes poor decisions.

  • And then they made me turn off my tablet during takeoff, so obviously I stole the paper book that he was about to read.

  • And darn it, it's really good. So now I am, once again, a slave to a paper book.

  • DARN YOU, TREES!

  • I'm sorry, trees, it's not your fault. In fact, I guess you're on my side on this one.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

I didn't know

I didn't know a lot of things when I said "yes," Hornbuckle.

I didn't even know when I said "I do" exactly four years ago today.

I didn't know that you would fold all the towels, because you do it better than I do (and you have The Crazy.)

I didn't know that I would be the one catching the snakes for you. (And you probably didn't know just how many geckos you'd have to catch for me.)

I didn't know what kind of power I would be handing you, to take care of me, to protect me, and even to hurt me sometimes.

I didn't know that you would somehow end up calling me "Cheetles" all the time.

I didn't know for sure that you would get everything you had ever dreamed of. That you would have 300+ of your own students who call you "Master Hornbuckle," and how exhilarating watching all of that unfold for you would be.

I didn't know how much my leaving towels on the counter after cleaning the kitchen would bother you. I didn't know how much your leaving your closet door open all the time would bother me.

I didn't know how much you would need me.

I didn't know how much I would need you.

I didn't know how often I would be sitting at our school on Sunday afternoons and weeknights at 8 p.m. after having worked at my own job all day.

I didn't know how little I would be dealing with our finances because you just, take care of all of it. All the time.

I didn't know how much we would laugh. Or how many pieces of cake we would eat together at Bonnie Ruth's. Or how good it would feel to stay cuddled up in a warm bed with you and Maggie for "just five more minutes" in the morning.

I didn't know how beautifully orchestrated our story would be.

And the best part is, I don't know what the rest of our years will look like, either.



It's good to be learning all that with you.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Some things I did so far this week

  • Accompanied Jack to the Dallas Aquarium, where I insisted on singing "I love the fishes 'cause they're so delicious" approximately elevendy-billion times on the way there/while walking through because IF HE DOESN'T THINK IT'S FUNNY THE FIRST TIME, JUST KEEP TRYING, HE'LL GET THE HILARIOUS JOKE EVENTUALLY.

  • Saw a teeny, tiny monkey at said aquarium.

  • Really, really liked the teeny tiny monkey but was torn about liking said monkey, because my moral compass told me that aquariums were for fishes, not for monkeys.

  • Also, saw some birds. And flamingos. And a cheetah. And I was like, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?

  • But then penguins and sharks and a manatee and turtles. So then I was okay.

  • And also saw like, a thousand million people because we forgot it was Spring Break week.

  • Comforted/got pinned under the crazy dog during the crazy storm while she was all "WHY AREN'T YOU MAKING THIS STOP? DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S LOUD!?"

  • Googled the directions between my friends' photography business's mailing address (Covington, Kentucky) and the location they say they serve (Cincinnati, Ohio) to see how far it was, cause they're in different states and all.

  • It's 9 minutes.

  • Decided that living on a state line would BLOW MY MIND. We were in Kentucky! And now we're in Ohio! Kentucky! Ohio! Kentucky! Ohio!

  • Also, Googled the distance between Ellyn's house and theirs to see if I had time to get them to take some pictures of me and Jack sometime when I go visit her because OH MAH COW they take such amazing pictures.

  • Also, looked at every single one of their Project 365 photos.

  • Vowed to take better Project 365 photos.

  • Realized that you should probably put down the cell phone camera and pick up the DSLR every so often if you want to make that happen.

  • Ate a Girl Scout cookie.

  • Or, like, a few.

  • Told Jack I was going to make homemade pizza one day for dinner probably more than a week ago because I AM WOMAN, HEAR ME COOK FROM SCRATCH.

  • Finally got around to making the Pioneer Woman pizza dough with my ridiculously pretty Kitchen Aid and my ridiculously pretty new Pioneer Woman cookbook (yay, birthdays) last night.

  • Put said pizza dough in the fridge.

  • Asked Jack if he could eat leftovers instead that night.

  • Vowed to make homemade pizza with said pizza dough sometime in the future at some point maybe.

  • Pinned both this post and this post because they are awesome in different ways.

  • Just Googled the distance between Dallas and the Oklahoma state line to see how close they are.

  • It's 52 minutes. So, not mind-blowing. Also, nobody wants to go to Oklahoma. Ever.

  • (Unless Ree invites you over. Obvs. Then you can make pizza dough and take really good Project 365 pictures with her.)

  • This post has come full-circle. Nothing more to see here.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

There is no cohesive way to title this post.

You know how you ask somebody how they're doing, and they're like "I'm SO BUSY." Or, even worse, when they say "I'm tired."

I find that irritating. Everybody's busy. Everybody's tired. It's called "life."

But, you know, if you were wondering why I never blog anymore, OH MAH COW I AM SO BUSY.

See what I did there? Annoying, wasn't it?

But, true, nonetheless. So, I present to you, bullet-point post. Yay!

  • I turned 26 on Sunday. I'm supa-old now. For my birthday, I asked for BikeMS donations and I'm linking to that once again because I am intensely shameless.

  • What I did not ask for but TOTALLY GOT was the Kitchen Aid mixer that I tweeted about a while back. Just showed up at my door a few days later with the note "Happy beautiful appliance birthday, mofo." That kind of super-sentimental note can only come from my brother and sister-in-law. I texted him that he spent too much money and he texted back "I Grandma Barbara'd your ass!" Haha. So true. So true.

  • I made banana chocolate chip muffins and I think the Kitchen Aid and I are going to be VERY HAPPY TOGETHER.

  • I have been working from home twice a week. It is so ridiculously awesome. I'm a very big fan of the "roll out of bed, walk to dining room, start editing" thing. A very big fan indeed. Plus, I'm at least 50% more productive at home on account of not having friends to play with here.

  • I miss my workie friends. But it's still not worth putting on real pants to go to work and see them on my work from home days.

  • Jack has started running. He's all "I want to be in shape, and healthy." What a weirdo. And you know how the only thing worse than running is listening people talk about running? He and I used to agree on this! What is happening!? Who is this man??

  • However, he runs on the mornings that I work from home, so I have been enjoying watching the show. He gets up, gets into his running clothes, spends about 20 minutes telling me he doesn't want to run, plays on the computer, and then sings the Rocky theme song for a little while, then finally leaves. It is quite a process.

  • The first day he came back from his run, he collapsed on the floor and sang the Rocky theme song. Now he asks that I have it cued up on my computer for when he comes back so he can do the Rocky "arms up in the air prancing around" thing when he gets home.

  • I took a video of it Tuesday. He would not like me sharing that here. But he probably wouldn't like that I'm telling you any of this anyway.

  • No really, I'm not posting it here.

  • (He's so darn cute though.)

  • My nephew, Devin, arrives in about 3 weeks. This is SUCH A BEST CASE SCENARIO. My mom gets her grandbaby, I get to play with and spoil one, and I do zero pushing to make it happen. SCORE. Yay, Cassandra!

  • The other day at dinner, Jack and I started listing off all the trips we have scheduled, and I realized why people are always like "You travel ALL THE TIME!" March is Vegas. April is Colorado. May Jack has Little Rock. June we have Little Rock again. July I have Indiana. August we have San Fransisco. October we have Orlando. Holy wow.

  • Five out of seven of those trips are takewondo-related.

  • The school is going well. People ask me that sometimes - "how's the school going?" And I'm like "THERE ARE SO MANY STUDENTS." Because there are. Which is supremely awesome, especially since every one of them are super-nice and amazing. We currently have the largest ATA school in Texas. I mean, woah.

  • So, uh, BikeMS is happening in less than 2 months. I don't want to talk about it.

  • Speaking of BikeMS, I was scheduling my hotel room for that weekend, so I logged on to Jack's Marriott account to get his Marriott number, and I saw his upcoming scheduled hotels - one for this weekend. That I didn't know about. That coincides with my previous weekend's birthday and the next weekend's anniversary (4 years, yo!). So, I plan on acting very, very surprised when he tells me to pack a bag this weekend and whisks me away for a relaxing birthaversary celebration. Surprise!!

  • Mah husband rocks.

  • I'm sorry you had to read that last bullet point. And the eleventh one too. That one was gross too.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

In which we are cheap labor

Did you ever wonder what it would look like if Jack and I had a fight, sat on a bench for a while, and then Jack bribed me into liking him again with a cup of coffee?

Well, wonder no more.



Most of it was acting. Except the part where Jack could buy back my affection for $4 if I was mad at him. I don't need much in life, but I do need Starbucks.

It was eerily similar to this hilarious clip from "Happy Endings," but without all the references to getting naked, because, you know, I was with work friends:


(If you don't have a lot of time, skip to 1:16)