Happy belated Thanksgiving everyone! Hope yours was filled with lots of turkey and gravy! Boyfriend and I decided not to travel and instead spend the lovely 4 blissful days of vacation in the (not-so-new-anymore) house! I cooked my very first Thanksgiving dinner, which in my opinion was fantastic, and had a quiet, lovely, relaxing break. It was great to take the time to actually be together instead of constantly busy with regular everyday life. 

Recently, Boyfriend and I have had some pretty intense conversations about how we have become boring and we don’t like it. Currently as young/mid twenty somethings, we are stuck in a very odd place. We aren’t old enough for the family and the kids, but we aren’t young enough for the college bar scene. We own a house and are a stable couple with full time jobs. When you work for 9 hours and get home, you have about enough time to take care of a peeing dog, feed yourself, and maybe catch something on TV before passing out. It’s tough to find interesting things to do that you both enjoy and fun enough that you are actually motivated to do them after a long work day. 

So this break we went out on a couple dates. It was great. We had great conversation and a lot of fun people watching. We went to an upscale martini bar and then to see the new James Bond movie. Another night we went out in our new town to a local bar where there was some country band playing and crazy tapered jeans wearing locals that lifted up their shirts showing off their tramp stamps- for reasons that are really beyond me, but I can only guess was to hopefully score a chance at going home with one of the hillbilly band members. Then we did some stuff on our own as well. I painted another hallway, and did some Christmas shopping for him and he worked on the motorcycle and went running. 

So I know you’re all probably riveted by my extremely interesting holiday and all but there is a point to my babbling. When you’re feeling like you’re stuck in a rut and you need some excitement- what do you do? Where do you go? What kinds of activities do you do with your significant others other than your everyday routines? Groups, clubs, sports? We need some extra suggestions here! 

(picture is from apple picking in October!) 

My apologies for such a long absence! I know you’ve all been waiting with bated breath. So here’s the quick recap… 

1. We moved!! Finally in the house. It’s amazing. Quiet. Our neighbors are incredibly nice and have all introduced themselves. There are many dogs for Peeing Dog to play with and she’s loving the free reign of so many square feet. And shockingly- she’s only peed once in the house and it was in the basement. So finally, we’re making progress! My commute to work sucks, but it’s totally worth it. Now if only I could get my routine down and get there on time! 

2. Sister got married!!! It was gorgeous and beautiful. I got very emotional in my speech and missed half of the things I wanted to say… but overall I was happy with it. I got to play their song, that she didn’t even know I knew and I think it was a nice surprise. Matron of Honor and I had quite a few drinks and at one point I *might* have put on Sister’s veil and ran around in that. Those pictures are going to be blackmail worthy. Luckily Boyfriend was sober and drove me home and he did an excellent job of pulling over so I could up-chuck. It was not pretty. 

3. I’ve been following politics pretty closely. Currently I’m watching the debate. I am still trying to formulate a well put together thought about my attack on Sarah Palin. But in the meantime I’ve devised a new drinking game- everytime Palin says “Alaska,” “hockey mom,” “Joe Six-pack,” or “you betcha”- take a shot! Great idea? I thought so. 

4. I’m crazy busy at work. I’m making a lot of headway on my To Do list and I feel great about it. I’m trying to step up in areas that I normally wouldn’t feel comfortable. I’m trying to voice up more in solution oriented things and I think I’m drawing some good attention for it. 

5. Boyfriend and I are doing wonderfully. It’s those stupid silly times that I see the little things he does for me all the time and I find myself looking at him and feeling so incredibly happy. Sometimes I find myself getting those warm fuzzy feelings all over again. 

6. I have missed my blog and all my bloggy friends!!!! Now I’m going to go check in on all of them andleave some comments! 

I’m giving out a final shout out again to ALL the awesome peeps at CEB in Washington, DC. I missed a few people the first time around and I don’t want to leave anyone out! Thanks for reading and make sure to leave some comments! A special shout out to L- the owner of the veil mentioned above for seeing my joy in running around in it and actually giving it to me! hahahaha. That was pretty great. I think Sister still has it for now. And another shout out to A who finished a triathlon and I am seriously impressed by. 

I’ll get back to a bit more serious blogging soon. I have plenty more blunders to share. What have you all been up to? Any good Sarah Palin jokes? 

As I mentioned in my last post, there was a 5K this weekend that I was bummed about. Boyfriend was running in it and we had people coming into town to run it as well. So I’ve been debating for weeks whether I was going to run or not. I was nervous about not running and feeling like a failure for not trying. But I was also nervous about attempting to run it, since the most training I’ve done lately is scampering in my heels from my car to the office when I’m late (typical) and I was afraid of humiliating myself in front of these extremely talented runners. Then, Friday afternoon I got an email from Boyfriend. He knew I was feeling pretty bummed about the whole thing. He very simply asked me if I’d consider jogging and walking the race so that we could cross the finish line together. Now this doesn’t seem like a big deal but let me give you a bit of background. Boyfriend placed in the top 10 last year of this same race and has been looking forward to running in it again for the entire past year. He got 3 people from home to come down to run the race with him. This race was no little spontaneous thing to do on a Saturday morning. 
I read his email and got a little teary. He was completely forfeiting his chance of placing. He was completely forfeiting the chance of finishing with his friends and sister- something he is totally capable of. Instead he wanted to run with me. He knew that he’d spend half of the race walking and half of it slowly jogging. And he didn’t say, oh I’ll just jog with you. He made sure that it didn’t seem like he was sacrificing something. It was simply because he wanted to do it with me and cross the finish line with me. 
And so I ran.
It took me a long time. But he was right by my side the whole time, encouraging me and helping me. He didn’t make me feel bad when I had to walk, but did get me to run again when I didn’t think I could muster the energy to bring a water cup to mouth let alone manage another mile of torture. It was one of the best memories I have with him now. It took me 44 minutes to cross that damn line- but those excruciating 44 minutes that made me want to chop off my own legs just so that I’d never have to do it again also gave me that tingly feeling when you feel like the universe opened and something in your crazy life clicked into the place it was meant to be. 
It also gave me that tingly feeling of terrible, horrible pain coursing through my entire body the next day. 

Totally worth it. 

My apologies for such a long absence! I hated it but I just couldn’t seem to bring myself to write.

 I’mslammed at work and I’ve been trying to get ready for our move and trying to see friends and just be keep my head about me. When I did have a free second I had nothing to say after my over-articulated day and just crashed. But I’m trying to think where to begin… 

A recap is in order I guess- 

Boyfriend and I are closing on the house next Friday. It was supposed to be today but it got pushed back so we could have a better interest rate. Worth it but still a pain in the ass. Now we have people visiting this weekend and have to clean our crap-hole apartment that is SO dirty, I’m actually disgusted to have people sleeping in it. Boyfriend and friends will be running a 5K that I’d love to join in on, but I haven’t been training and don’t really feel like embarrassing myself when I finally cross the finish line and every person in my group finished in less than half of my time. So I’m deciding if I want to try or just bring Peeing Dog and hang out at the finish line for the whopping 15 minutes it will take that entire group to finish. Frankly I don’t think I want to do either. I feel like a failure not trying, but it’s possible that I’ll feel even more like a failure when it takes me 35+ minutes to run 3 miles or potentially not even finish.

I spent one crazy weekend in DC for SIster’s bachelorette party. (Shout out to the hilarious bitches over at CEB!) I always wonder who actually reads my blog and then I walk into Sister’s office to have at least half of the office walk up and say, “Hi I’m (insert name). I read your blog.” I didn’t know whether to be excited or a little scared. When I asked Sister why all of these people know about me- she says, “Because I stand up and say, ‘hey everyone, you’ve got to read the stupid shit my sister just wrote.’” Nice. But hey- a reader is a reader and I’m making a greater effort to not care what people think or be really hurt when you write your very personal thoughts to have someone call them “stupid shit.” Anyway… I met some pretty awesome people down there in DC. Had a drink or two, danced the night away, played some dirty games, drunk texted a coworker, posted tweets from my phone while sitting in the bar, and assaulted the busboy that grabbed my ass on the way out of a diner by kicking him square in the spine while slinging every insulting curse word I could muster. (I felt slightly proud and ashamed of my actions at the same time…)  

Work is crazy. I’ve been working through lunch a lot and drinking a lot of caffeine. I’m trying to be more positive and volunteer for extra projects. Therefore it’s been some late nights recently and Peeing Dog has made it blatantly aware that she’s not happy with me. I was laying on the couch last night and Boyfriend notices some dribbles on a pillow. I tell him they must be water dribbles from Peeing Dog getting a drink. Then I look down and notice The Puddle. The bitched peed ON me!!! Since I was wearing a dress I had failed to notice. Boyfriend stood there baffled- not quite sure if he should laugh hysterically or be completely disgusted at my obliviousness and urine soaked dress. Yeah… pretty gross. 

Speaking of gross… Sarah Palin. Ugh. But that will have to be saved for another post. I’m trying to formulate a post that doesn’t include every same insulting curse word I slew at the busboy.  

What’s going on with you guys? CEB girls (and that curly haired guy) leave me some comments!! I want to hear about work lives, love lives, and anything else you want to say. 

So it’s late August here in Columbus and as I took Peeing Dog out for potty break #2,923 of the night, I felt a little chill run up my arms. Yep, I smell fall. The temperature has gone down to 50 sometime degrees and you can smell the change in the air. I love fall, but where did my summer go? I think I spent about 3 afternoons laying out by the pool. I’m not exactly a sun goddess, but I barely remember spending any time outside.  

Long gone are the summers with meaningless jobs that you called off without caring every now and again to do something stupidly fun with your friends. The summers where you just bide your time doing nothing until the next school year starts. Every summer that Boyfriend and I have been together (6 and counting!), we have gone somewhere and done something. One summer we drove from Phoenix, AZ to Buffalo, NY. Another summer I bought us tickets back to Phoenix for Boyfriend’s graduation present to visit friends. Last summer he took me to New York City for my graduation present.  Other summers in between we went camping for long weekends. This summer there was no such trip. I’m sad because I really loved that unplanned tradition of ours. This summer was filled with weekend out of town weddings- not exactly blissful vacation material. Now that I think about it- I barely noticed that it was summer and now September is right around the corner. 

But as of today, I’m done looking back. I’m looking forward and I’m seeing FALL! I always loved the fall and starting a new year in college. Moving into the new apartment and trying to make the shit hole into some awesome place to live. (It never worked.) But it didn’t matter- it was new and therefore wonderful and perfect. This is a NEW fall! We will pay our last month of rent in my last (hopefully) crap hole apartment and finally move into our new house! (I got the official “it’s ok to call it ‘our house’ stamp of approval today.) I feel similar to how I felt when I moved into my freshman dorm going to college- completely terrified for this stage of my life to begin but excited about new changes and challenges.  

Other things I love about Fall-

• Buckeye Football!!! 
• Amazing clothes and coats
• Fall TV premieres
• Puppy Season (still working on dog #2. Boyfriend fell in love with a Shmorkie- Yorkie, Shitzou mix- but told me we could only get another dog if I’m willing to trade in Peeing Dog… but at least it wasn’t a direct NO, right? I think I’m wearing him down)
• the perfect weather
• Beautiful colors all around
• Thanksgiving
• Apple Cider

 What is something you’re really looking forward to this fall?