Hello fellow bored's. Thank heavens for blogging to keep us occupied and our spirits high as we read about what everyone else has been ambitious enough to do, eh?
Today is weird. I am sitting in a hotel waiting for my darling cutest while he takes a test for five hours. Yup, MCAT day is finally here. I wasn't really expecting ME to be the one with the butterflies and the sweaty hands, but here I am....freaking out. It's been a while since I've had to deal with the pressures of testing. What am I saying...I don't have to deal with them now! But Alan does, and we are just so intuned that I feel it for him...(cute).
Yeeeee, hope he survives!
So anyway...I've been thinking about my blog. I actually think about my blog a lot so technically it should be a whole lot better than it is but nothing in my brain really ever gets put into action, so I'm not surprised. You shouldn't be either. I was reading a newborn blogger's blog and she was explaining the reason for her title. Then I remembered the first time Al looked at my blog and the expression on his face when he said "why Tina Butter?". So, I'm assuming everyone thinks this is just a stupid name I made up in a failed attempt to be clever.
Nope. I don't even make attempts, sorry.
The history is lame, but as per the afore-mentioned, I'm bored. And I'm too chicken to brave the city roads by myself and take me to a mall. I have this inkling I will get lost. It's actually less of an inkling and more of an...I know I will.
When I was in high school and Jen lived at home, we were bossom buddies. We were a tad bit out of control. What I mostly remember is singing into our thumb microphones and running along the tops of the couches and jumping all over the cuddle sacks singing as loud as humanly possible to the Wicked and Enchanted soundtracks....and Hillary Duff and Mary Kate and Ashley....only the good stuff. I miss those days.
When Jen met and married Reg, he used to say that when she was grumpy he would need to bring her to me for a "dose of Tina" and then it would be aaaall better. He called us Tina, Tina Butter....and JENNIE - like the commercial...peanut, peanut butter...and JELLY! You know the one?
And then Tanner and Regan forever called me Tina Butter. That is honestly and truly the only thing I've ever had that is close to being designated as a nick name. And the only people that ever called me that were Regan and Tanner. It made me feel super rad, since my lack of a nickname all throughout my life gave me a complex. Miss T never even gave me a nickname, and trust me, that is pathetic. Denise did used to call me "Teener" but I have always opted to not count that....for reasons your gag reflex is explaining to you right now.
I've been feeling guilty and thinking I need to change it to something like...Tina Butter and ALAN or Da Wiiiiildz....but really....despite the fact that the entire blog is about Al, it's still my blog. I'm actually 65% sure that he doesn't even read it on a regular basis, so until he can shape up, it's mine baby, aaaaalll miiiine!!
Just don't go thinking that I don't love him or my new last name and that's why I haven't changed it, cause I doooo (and that phrase should be said like Nacho Libre please).
Nap time? Ok.
Love ya J, I've been reminiscing prior to this blog post, and it's been pleasant.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Boy, we've sure had a lot of rain this summer.
We really soaked it up the other day....pun intended! Haaardy har.
We had planned a cute little couples run after work but by the time we got home the sun was nowhere in site and it was raining. Well......we went ANWAY. I know, the spontaneity is ridiculous. It turned out to be quite a jolly good time. I am just so happy to be able to spend so much quality time with my hubby bubby this summer. I am really hoping September never shows up.
And running in the rain is always fun. I really do love the rain. Especially that so-fresh-and-so-clean smell.
I didn't appreciate it this weekend when it soaked me to the core whilst doing my bridals though. I have the worst luck with weather for photoshoots. I'm starting to think that god doesn't want to put anyone through the pain of having to look at pictures of me.
I'm only joking. Look how beautiful I look when I'm sopping wet!
Haha, I was a mess....but I really do love the pictures despite the rain. This picture was near the end when my hair was sticking to my face, my dress was sticking to my legs, and my mascara was beginning to run. Yum.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Now, I'm not saying that I don't love the heat. Cause believe me, I laaaaarve the heat. I love the sweltering hot sun in my face and the feeling of sweat dripping in between your cleavage while you sit on the beach eating and reading all day. I honestly can't get enough of tanning beds. And my heart sinks when they click off (I would go more if they were a little more in my price range). I always ALWAYS wrap up in my blankets at night and when I'm on the couch no matter how hot I am....and our room gets pretty up there in regards to the temperature. So hot.
However, the heat lately has been driving me mad. I don't even care if it is 30 above and gorgeous out....my day consists of sitting in the basement all day and then going home to the overheated house to clean it and cook in it while the sun shines in my face from the windows and I am covered in sweat with ALWAYS too many clothes on. If I have to blow dry my hair with swollen sticky hands against my swollen sticky face one more time, I might scream.
So, today with the hurling cold winds, I smile.
I smile and smile.
And then I walk to the back of my house and look out the window and frown.
The sun would never do this to our tree.
I'll never be thankful for the wind again.
I'm going to miss our cute little tree. :(
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Congratulations to us. We still are happily married after two whole months. Happily being a tad bit of an understatement.
Al wanted to do something suuuper special for our 2 month'er, so he did this.
It's not scary....it's cute, right??
Haha. He just took a liiiitle trip to the eye doctor today. He scared the crap out of me when he came home, and I was even expecting it already!
Happy anniversary toots. Love your stinkin freaking guts. You are cute when you sleep.
But you got some tough competition.
Monday, July 5, 2010
I did a little decorating today and couldn't decide how I felt about it. So I took a picture and thought I would ask my blog fans for an opinion.
So Jen, what do you think? And while I'm at it, thanks for being my biggest and best and only blog fan ever.
So here is a picture of my little project. I just hung these frames today. I am going to change the pictures in them one day I'm sure....but we all know that it probably won't happen.
Isn't our coffee table cute? We got it for a whoppin $4 at Salvation Army and spray painted it white. Alan gets yelled at when there is anything on it because it is just too darn cute to be used.
And there's our bird cage and plates in there.
I was taking these pictures and thought, what the heck, I'll give a grand tour!
Kitchen. Thank you for giving me an excuse to clean it. (I don't know who I'm thanking with this, but nevertheless).
You even get to see our bedrom. Bow chicka bow wow.
I'll clean it later, I swear.
It had been a while since I'd done an out-streched arm picture of myself, so I took the plunge...and did it.
Side note: Alan just walked in wearing a black shirt with navy blue shorts and a black hat. I was on early shift this morning and wasn't here to supervise.
Garsh, I love him.