happy.

so married life is great - we cook, we hang out, we stay in bed on sundays (yesterday I got bacon and eggs in bed!) i get to see him everyday - it is really better than i imagined. and although we have our little fights, the wronged parties are given what they are owed and all is right again. i like spoiling him and he does the same for me. we are well into our honeymoon phase, i hope it never ends...

and the house is also coming along very well - his dad came yesterday and took away 98% of the boxes on the porch, so now we can see out porch floor! yay! i took out the ones my parents can use for thier move and as soon as those get picked up, we will get a nice bench for the shoe putting on and taking off. more yay! now we basically have to hang up all the pictures we have and we are "done"!

speaking of - we got the proofs back and have to start picking what we want for the big book of pictures. the guy put together a nice suggestion, so i will take some from him and some of the other ones that we really liked. he took one of us dancing, but not us, our relfection on the big window - a very cool picture. there are some great group dancing ones too. if you want to look at them online, let me know and i will send you the link.

work is also going well. my project is on hold, since we are waiting for info from an important person, so i have no work to do today. i think i am going to put together a powerpoint slide for the next meeting and suck up some more to my bosses... :)

health wise, things are not so hot. last night i was a little woozy before we went to bed, and i was light headed this morning, but i had a lot of wine last night and thought it was that plus the steamy shower that was doing it, and i felt fine when i walked out the door. but as soon as i got on the bus, i started sweating and before i knew it, i was in a seat with my head between my legs and people were asking me if i was pregnant. so i got off the bus, before i passed out and casued a scene. got on the next bus, same thing happened, and then got on the next bus and made it to the T line, just to repeat on the train. by the time i got to work, i was a mess. i got an OJ between the bus and the train and another one at work to help my blood sugar level and things are better now. it was just scary being all alone - espeicailly when i was on the road and i really had no one i could call who could help me. i thought about calling 911, but then decided that waiting all day in the ER just to hear, your blood pressure dropped, eat a cookie, wasnt something i wanted to do. so we are calling the dr tomorrow and making an appointment to check it out. this happens a lot on planes and if i work out 5 or 6 hours after a meal, but not like this - this was strong and scary since i didn't have an flight attendant or trainer to get me what i needed right away. gah. stupid weak body.

other than that, things are going swimmingly. we are making plans with his grandparents for lunch or dinner soon, since they gave us the downpayment on a house and a simply thank you card will not cut it here. i finished all cards this weekend!!! and now the boy has to do his, which won't happen today bc of Jack Bauer, but hopefully you all will be getting them soonish.

ok, time for power points! woo hoo!

work it! is it worth it?

yes it was work and yes it was worth it. my mother came over yesterday and saw the place completely unpacked and clean and scolded me for pushing myself and josh too hard. what should have taken about two weeks we did in two days.

before i start, i would like to rant quickly about crate and barrel packing procedure. it was ridiculous. we would open one box, only to find another box surrounded by bubble wrap. then we would open that box, and encassed in packin peanuts would be another bundle of paper. we would unravel several yards of it (i kid not) and there would be.... ONE SERVING SPOON or ONE little ittly bitt plate. i have never seen such a waste of paper and resources in my life. we filled about 15 garbage bags full of packing peanuts and that paper. and the paper was not regular paper. oh no. it was cut up to disguise the razor wire underneath. we bled. i am NOT complaining about the presents (BECCA), but the fact that opening those stupid boxes drained us of our will to live.

ok i am done complaining. it was hard and maybe i pushed us to finish but now it is done and we just have to worry about getting rid of the leftovers.

so we are all unpacked. we have our new tv (SO sexy), our kitchen is all set up, the bedroom looks great, we have internet. life is good. tomorrow we go couch shopping and get rugs and i think we will be done!

it is nice to have a place to call home.

now i must go. the task for today is learn to use the espresso maker.

settling in

jet lauge is a bitch. back from india for four days and i am still waking up at 4am and falling asleep at 7:30 in the evening. the bags under my eyes need to go before work starts on monday.

things moved to the apartment: all the crate and barrel boxes, all the furniture from the house, all my clothes (save a few things i need to wear)
things still at home: all my books, bathroom stuff, and odds and ends that we didn't want jostling around in the uhaul.

things to buy: everything. sheets, comforter, curtains, rugs, bookshelves, food.

this week is going to suck.

(but we have a real bed! a REAL queen pillowtop bed! WOO HOO!)