Today is Hubby and my 5 year date-i-versary. 5 years ago today we went on our very first date. I’m reposting the story about our first date from our story I wrote out back in 2010. This was originally posted on July 5, 2010. Please be sure to check out our story if you want to know what lead up to this and what happened after!!
As per usual, when something you are excited about and looking forward to is coming up, something inevitably always goes wrong. So you must be wondering what went wrong this time… I got a silly summer cold. Yup, you read that right, I got a summer cold the week of dinner club, the week of hanging out with this long lost friend. I’m not one who usually goes to the doctor when I’m sick. I usually just let it run its course and proceed on. I’ll sometimes take over the counter meds just so I’m not completely suffering but I usually just tough it out. Not this time. I didn’t want to cancel. I didn’t want to wait for my next chance to meet up with him. He lived in Kentucky, I mean seriously, how many chances would I get or how often??
So I did what any normal girl would do, I found my old high school year books and looked up his picture. I had to remember what he looked like! Yup, check, he looks like what I remembered from way back when… oh wait, those were from way back when. Well you get the picture, right? 🙂
The day before “the big day” he was able to take a vacation day and come home a little earlier than normal. He got in around 7pm. We talked and texted the whole way (I sure hope he wasn’t texting while driving!!!). I didn’t realize he was going to be in so early so I went over to the J’s house to hang out and help Josh bake a cake. We were texting all through this. He was sending me pictures of shirts he had and pictures of him in a cowboy hat and all kinds of pictures. I think I sent him pictures of the cake I baked.
So the day came, July 25th. I woke up that morning and did the normal morning ritual of going to town with my mom. I’m not really sure we set out on a mission that day but we headed that direction non-the-less. While in town, of course I was watching the time. I had to get home, get my hair fixed, make-up on, and dressed before 4pm. That’s when we had to leave to go to dinner. I volunteered to drive because he left his convertible top down all night and wouldn’t you know, it rained.
While in town I looked at my mom and said, “We should go visit Dotti.” Dotti is the Elizabeth Arden make-up rep at Macy’s. She always loves giving me a make-over and I figured, hmmm… maybe we’d be lucky and she wouldn’t be busy. Dotti hooked me up! I had beautiful make-up! Then we ran home and my mom decided to fix my hair for me. I then got dressed and I was ready to go.
As I pulled out the driveway though, I began to have second thoughts. I was so nervous at one point I almost ran off the road. Bad Nicole, don’t drive on auto pilot. He gave me directions, drive all the way down Cedar. When the road comes to a T take a left. Go about 2 miles. When you start hitting the curves turn on the road to the left. You’ll see a triple wide on the corner, that’s my sisters. My mom’s driveway is the next one on the left. You’ll see the Big shop, make sure and turn there.
I was so nervous I was about to turn around and go home every chance I got. I so almost picked up the phone and canceled 4 times. I mean seriously, what if he didn’t like me. What if I wasn’t the girl he remembered. What if there was something wrong with me or I was too over dressed or I wasn’t dressed up enough or I think you get the picture. Once I came to the T in the road left took me closer to his house, right took me to the highway.
I sat at the stop sign for what seemed like a year and turned my left turn signal on. 2 more turns to go and I’m there. Then all the scary thoughts popped back into my head.
(on a side note, these memories are making my knees weak and shaky just like that day)
Saturday afternoon Earl and Deb threw a baby shower for the little Peanut at our house. When we were trying to decide where to hold the shower, we finally decided, why not our house, then we don’t have as far to go with the presents… lol :). And that makes me sound very materialistic and I’m not.
Deb, Earl and AL showed up around 12:30 or so and we started moving the food and everything in the house. AL made the cupcakes. Earl and Deb worked on the rest of the food.
Deb and hubby posing for the camera. I kept going in and outside and I run my dSLR in manual mode so they were like hurry up and I forgot that I had just come from inside the house so I blew out one photo. Woops! I got a great one though!! The girls helped decorate. Then Liss and Earl carried our glasses outside for people to use.
The theme was a cowgirl baby shower.
The drink station. We had Sweet Tea, unsweet tea, water and juice.
Earl had Tbug make a special shirt for the day. This was a surprise to hubby and me. I loved it!! btw, isn’t she cute??
I just about broke down and cried a couple times throughout the day… I just felt the love for this little girl who hasn’t even made her presence into the world yet.
Typically I’m the “paparazzi” so as in normal fashion I was walking around taking photos… they teased me and said someone should be following me around. I just wanted to make sure I had the photos.
Lunch was pork sliders (on Hawaiian rolls), Coleslaw and baked beans.
Hubby finally took the camera away from me and said, we want proof you were here too… lol 🙂
Once it came time to open gifts, we gave Earl the camera and she became the paparazzi.
So the story on these particular onesies. About a month ago, Liss sent me a picture of one similar to the bottom one that said Sorry Ladies, My daddy’s taken. Well when I found it on line it was $25 which seemed a bit pricy to me so my mom and I thought I could make my own. I dropped Tbug off with Earl Friday evening so she could work on the shirt with Earl and I made the comment I was doing that. Deb has a screen printing machine so Earl said, it’ll be faster than you using an iron so we did it. Well there were 5 onesies in the package so she obviously had to have an Extreme Sports Scuba one. We thought it would be cute for the dive flag on the butt. Then the creative juices ran wild :). We made these just for Hubby for Peanut.
We learned I can’t read apparently… lol. I kept reading things incorrectly or missing words while opening presents. It was hilarious. Like head to baby wash instead of head to toe baby wash.
We had a little over 35 people present on Saturday. Like I said, I felt the love for this baby who hasn’t even made it here yet. Even thinking back I’m ready to tear up :).
Michelle & Cassie. Cassie is due in November!!
TB and Tbug… ornery kids! :). Like father like daughter. Deb and Moo
Dill Pickle, TB, CL & Mini Me (or Lee’s mini me really!). Just a few of the kiddos who were there Saturday!
And I can’t explain this picture… Maybe classic Lee?
The bear quilt from my Aunt Dorothy, Quilt from Cynthia, a burp cloth AC got us and the quilt from my grandma. One quilt missing was from Auntie Ellen.
Tbug was helping daddy with his “hat”
Aunt Liss got Tbug a shirt too.
The top photo are the 3 expectant mommas at the party. April is due in August, of course I’m due in June and Cassie is due in November. The bottom photo shows friends since high school.
I can’t say thank you enough to Deb and Earl for throwing this fabulous shower for the little Peanut. I can’t say thank you enough to all who showed up. This momma’s heart is so full of joy and love that if I’m not careful I’ll break down and cry again :). I swear, I think I can do without these hormonal emotions! But I am soooooooooo happy for this baby girl who hasn’t even come into the world yet. She’s one loved little girl already!
So Bonnie introduced this blog topic yesterday and I thought, I should do this… Why We Work. Like every couple, my husband and I have a strange and weird past that included each other as friends for a while, we went our separate ways and made our place in the world and then we came back to each other. I guess what they say is true,
We compliment each other. We both have our strengths and our weaknesses but we never see them, instead we work with each other to help complete that circle.
We aren’t each others missing half. Say what? Well think about it, I am a complete person without him. I can function by myself with or without him. He’s the same way, but having each other in our lives just makes life that much more fun and interesting.
We are sooooooo weird, together. I’m not kidding, we are both weird. We just look at each others weirdness and laugh. We accept each other for everything that we are and everything we aren’t.
We fight. Come on, every couple fights. We try to fight fair, but not always. Some days we both fall into childish behavior but at the end of the day there is no one else I’d rather fight with.
He is my best friend. I can’t wait to tell him about my day. Sometimes I have to call him during the day to tell him how frustrated I am or how happy I am. We laugh together, cry together and console each other. That’s what best friends are there for, to help you get through the good times and the bad.
We share everything. Especially colds but I’m really thinking we could do without sharing colds…. I’m just saying :). We might even be accused of oversharing with each other sometimes but whatever it is what keeps things interesting!
We work really on so many levels that it is hard to single them all out, just know we’re there for each other no matter what. That’s what you need in a spouse (significant other) anyway! Someone you can’t wait to run home and tell everything about your day. Someone you’re willing to be goofy with. Someone who compliments you. I found that in him!
Okay so I should come clean about something… I have my moments where I’m sappy! I know fairy-tails don’t exist but that doesn’t keep a girl from still loving the sweet sappy stories. Yep, sometimes it gets me in trouble but whatever, I deal :). So one thing that I’ve always liked was for a guy to be nervous when he proposes. Does that mean I had to have that, no but I soooooo thought it would be awesome if he was :). I also said I didn’t want to know the proposal was coming.
My husband exceeded all my expectations when it came to proposing to me from throwing me off the night before saying he still hadn’t asked my dad to actually showing up at my work and proposing. It was my fairy-tail.
Now one thing I’ve probably addressed before with our proposal was he bought me flowers even though I’d told him not to. I had to go to the front of my office building to get them which was quite a distance from my desk and that gave my mom time to get him into my cubical to set up. I called him while still up at the front of the building to “grumble” at him for the flowers (not really but we’ll pretend).
He had the ringer turned on on his phone and when it went off he threw the ring while trying to get the ringer turned off on his phone. The ringer was set specifically for me so it would have given him away.
With that knowledge, I realized that he was nervous! I got the nervous part of my fairy-tail. Now if only they would have caught that on film :). How awesome is that though? He was nervous and dropped the ring :).
At our house, our Christmas tree is kind of like a living Christmas tree. I don’t mean we have a real tree because we don’t. And D the Man told me that fake tree fake presents, but we have a fake tree, and real presents. Just saying.
No what I mean is we collect ornaments every year that actually represent our lives/family every year. Trips, big monument things, etc. Sadly I think our tree is 6′ and we almost have it full. There are a few ornaments from when I was younger that I could take off if I needed to, but I don’t want to… so for now they stay :). Maybe one year we’ll have to have 2 trees but I’m not sure where we’ll put them.
Now in my kitchen up toward the ceiling I have these rack things. They were there when we moved in, I just repainted them, but still, when we buy ornaments I actually place them up on these hooks so that come Christmas I remember what I did with them. That’s what works for us. Sometimes we misplace things otherwise :(.
Now I told you back in September we got a cat. Hmmm cats and trees could be dangerous so three weeks ago, that would be about 3 weeks before Thanksgiving… we put the tree up. It wasn’t decorated but it was put up to tempt the cat to see what she did.
Although I can’t say tooooo much because I never took the mistletoe down last year. Nope, it stayed up all year long. Reasons to kiss hubby, right?
So anyway… Kitty really only was upset because we moved things around, aka a side table and moved the couch. She hates change. Otherwise soo good so far, knock on wood!
We try to make it a point to decorate our tree while Tbug is around. We knew that we had to get it done this weekend, otherwise it would be Christmas when the tree got decorated if we waited for her. So Saturday night we sat down and decorated the tree.
We have a prelit tree but we noticed that some of the lights weren’t working so hubby decided to get a few strands of lights and put on the tree anyway. We did colored and white lights to add color and flare to the tree.
Last year we did an old cowboy hat for the tree topper but I didn’t like it so much so I asked hubby if we could get a tree topper this year. None of them at the store really impressed me, but we went ahead and got this one anyway because it was the cutest of them all.
This summer we spent the weekend in Branson right before our 4th of July party. We went and Rode the Ducks so we got an ornament to commemorate that. 2 weekends ago we were driving back to Branson for the weekend and I opened up my glove compartment in the car and actually found the ornament. See, this is WHY I hang them all in the kitchen, so I don’t forget, misplace or lose them.
I told you our kitty doesn’t like change. She really wasn’t enjoying our decorating of the tree….
So then the very last new ornament that we have so far…. It might just help explain a bit of my absence over the last few weeks (other than school kicking my arse)
Yes, you are reading that correctly. Hubby and I are expecting Peanut the end of next June. I’m currently 9 weeks. I have back dated blog posts following this weird journey and I’ll let you know when they post. I have to add pictures to them yet, but if you’re interested, I’ll let you know when they’re up.
So anyway, here is our Christmas tree both with lights on in the house and with lights off. Bring on the Christmas season (and the last week of classes plus finals!)
So Friday was hubby’s birthday. Sadly I had to attend class, especially since I had a test in HEL (History of the English Language) so I didn’t get to spend extra time with him. I’m glad though that D the Man, JT, CL & AL were able to take him to lunch. He works from home on Friday’s so he was able to meet up with them for a quick bite.
On top of the test that I had on Friday, I had a paper due by 6pm on Saturday. No normally we don’t have work due on Saturday’s, the teacher was being nice and gave us an extension. But the point is, after I got done at school I went and met D the Man so he could help me start writing this paper. No it isn’t his job or anything to help me, but I was struggling and he offered to help.
Tbug has cheer on Friday nights so I stayed and worked on my paper until it was time to go pick her up. Toward the end I was talking about having to run to Wal-mart to get a different bag for hubby’s present because the one I got wasn’t big enough for the present. D the Man gave me some brown paper and said, here will this work? I said, heck yeah so I wrapped the present in the brown paper. When I was finished he took it from me and did a wrapping job of his own.
Saturday morning we were up bright and early. My parents were at our house at 8am. Hubby made Bacon, Egg and Cheese Sandwiches for us and then we all loaded up the car and headed to Kansas City.
What was the reason you may ask… Well we had tickets to go see the Broadway musical, Wicked.
Mom has seen Wicked 4 times now, I’ve seen it 3 and dad, hubby and Tbug can now say they’ve seen it once. I haven’t shut up about this musical to hubby since he and I were dating. Earlier this year I went on-line and was googling Shrek (which we saw on our honeymoon) because we got to talking about that. In the process I stumbled across the fact that Wicked was going to be in Kansas City, St. Louis and Oklahoma City (I know KC and Ok City for sure but I think St.L too). So we were on a mission to get tickets. They went on sale the end of July or first part of August and we made sure we’d have Tbug the weekend we bought tickets.
We didn’t initially tell Tbug because we thought it would be fun to be a surprise and sometimes she gets so dang excited, but we were all so excited we let it slip. She knew about the tickets since they were purchased.
I believe Hubby and Tbug loved it. My dad wasn’t so thrilled, but you win some you lose some. Hey 2 out of 3 isn’t bad, right?
Mom wanted us to take Tbug up to the plaza for dinner. Mom really wanted to eat at Buca di Beppo for dinner so we went on-line and made reservations for dinner at 8:30. We’d have eaten earlier but they were busy! My suggestion, if you go there you won’t make a mistake but make reservations! It’s that good!
And I just want to share this piece of information. Mark your calendars to eat pasta on Friday!
After dinner I went back to the room to take a shower and mom, dad, Tbug and hubby stopped at Coldstone Creamery. It was funny because as I was walking into the hotel I found some money on the steps. I took it up to the front desk and told them I found it in case anyone was looking for it. The gal at the front desk looked at me like I had a horn growing out of my nose. Mom, dad and hubby said that I was just too honest.
Then we found the survey that Tbug started filling out earlier in the evening. She’s hilarious!
Three Years ago today I married one of my best friends.
Please play Hank Williams Jr, Blues Man
This photo was symbolic for us for the simple fact that we went to school together. We met before we got to the high school, but our friendship strengthened once we were sophomores. At the time our High School was 10-12, now it’s 9-12. And sadly our high school building has become the junior high, but either way, this building is where we built upon our friendship all those years ago. And no, sadly we aren’t “high school sweethearts” but that’s okay. Everyone needs to build their story somehow and this is ours!
Happy Anniversary my sweet husband. I love you with all my heart!