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Today is my sweet, sweet hubby’s  23rd birthday. And thank goodness for that! I was tired of being 24 years old and being married to a 22 year old, ew. Cougar status to the max, yo. Imagine being 21 years old and dating a 19 year old. Awkward. Anywho, Jeff and I have seen many a birthday come and go together, but this year was our first time to share our birthdays together being married. Awww. And this year, I’m proud to say, I’m now married to the hottest 12 year old on the block :)

Happy Birthday Jeff! Thank you for….

Always laughing with me, and not at me.

Always knowing how to make me smile.

Always sweeping me off my feet.

And always being willing to dance. I love you :)

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Husband Vocabulary

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Since Randy and I have been together, he has picked up a few new words in his vocabulary from me that he never thought he would use. Words like:

dust-ruffle
Prada*
- He likes to call it “Prado” though.
Louis Vuitton*
- He pronounces it “Luis Vuton” to embarrass me.
Coach*
– not the sports kind
halter
outfit
Twilight
– and I don’t mean the time between sunset and nightfall
credenza
sconce
carat
– hehe.
asscher cut
Anthropologie
– the one spelled with an “ie” not the school subject
mary-janes

fondant
chignon
organza
peonies
- most of these last ones he can thank wedding planning for

* Just because we know these words, doesn’t mean we shop there.

Do you guys have any more words to add to the list that your significant others have learned from you?

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Twilight “Toy”

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Thanks to the ladies at LTT, I was introduced to this new Twilight-branded piece of memorabilia. It’s not office-appropriate so don’t click below unless you’re fully willing to accept all kinds of embarrassment that may be ensue.

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My Free Pass

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Remember the “Friends” episode where they make a list of five celebrities they could sleep with if they had the opportunity, and not have it count as cheating since it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Well I just made my free pass list. Here it is 1-5:

#1

VFPiano

#2

VFBook#3RPVFNew

#4

RPVFN12

#5

RPVFN9

Do you guys have a celebrity pass list? Who would be on yours if you did?

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Must. Buy. Immediately.

VFcover

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No, not the Britney Spears song, my kitchen floor. My idiot loving husband was talking on the phone and not paying attention when he reached for a glass in the cabinet that fell and shattered all over the kitchen. I don’t understand. It’s a pretty thick glass. Why can’t it break into a few big chunks instead of a gazillion microscopic shards that I’ll be finding in my feet for weeks to come? And as careful as you try to be, you always end up poking yourself once or twice (or 4 times) while picking it up. Well, the pieces I could pick up. The rest had to be vacuumed then Swiffered and I still believe there are pieces left in the rug. And somehow the “breaking” culprit is always my husband. That’s why there is a dent in our bathroom counter, why we  no longer have our cute matching polka dot pitcher, and why there are tiny glass shards in my kitchen. Hmmm. I wonder why that is? GRRRR.

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Music and Lyrics

True Life: I still have this :)

True Life: I still have this :)

In keeping with our 90′s throwback day, I thought I’d share a pretty impressive discovery I made today. So, we were all about as obsessed with the Backstreet Boys as we are about Edward Cullen, right? Of course. I do believe I was around 11 years old when the BSB came on the scene and I was smitten right from the beginning. I, too, was in love with Brian Litrell but was fearful in admitting to it since my older, and much cooler sister had already called dibs on him. Grr. So I settled to publicly crush on Nick Carter, (hey, he’s much better than the 2 train wrecks that were Chris and Howie, ick), while still secretly declaring my love for Brian.

 

Has he even hit puberty at this point?

Has he even hit puberty at this point?

Anywho, while I was deep cleaning my apartment today, I found myself humming a little tune that just happened to pop into my head after reading my sister’s post about sexy boy bands. I then realized that I was dancing around the apartment using my broom as a microphone and that’s when I figured out what song I was humming, “I Want it That Way” by the BSB. Wow. I hadn’t thought of or heard this song in ages and all of a sudden it’s pulled up from the depths of my memories. What scared me even more…..I remembered all of the words. Every single word, and that includes all of the sweet melodious riffs sung by AJ, the beautiful choruses sung by my beloved Brian, and all of the “Oooooh, girls” added in by the no-talent Howie. This was amazing!

So I decided to google all of the albums ever released by the BSB, just to see how many of their songs I could actually remember the words to. Well, 2 hours and one extremely clean apartment later, I had swept, dusted and vacuumed my way through 3 whole BSB albums, singing and remembering every song. That’s sick. But so fun!

True story: My hubby went to a BSB concert when he was 11 and hated every minute of it, haha. But the funny thing is, I was at that same BSB concert too! We could have met at a BSB concert. But we didn’t.

True story again: I was sitting in class during my senior year and my professor decided to try an experiment. He asked one of the girls in class to use her desk as a drum and tap out the beat to a song and then asked us if we knew what song she was tapping. After she got through the chorus, my hand immediately shot in the air, “That’s a Backstreet Boys song!” Luckily, I was right and the girl also shouted back, “Yes!” The professor wanted to prove a point about how certain songs stick with us. Boy was he right. 

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HahaHaha

And no, it’s not because I may or may not have stayed up until 3:00am this morning watching TiVo episodes of Wizards of Waverly Place on the Disney channel and woke him up with my laughing, woops. I’m not ashamed, the show is funny, and Selena Gomez has great comedic timing. Ugh, I’m 23 years old, I should be embarrassed. Anyway, I think he’s actually angry at me because of a recent conversation we had that went a little like this:

Wifey: “Ugh, I’m surrounded by really pretty weddings all day.”

Hubby: “Um, is that a bad thing?”

Wifey: “Yes! Everyone else’s wedding is prettier than ours!”

Hubby: “Are you kidding me?”

Wifey: “Um, no?”

Hubby: Storms off to the bedroom and closes door.

Uh oh. Haha. Looks like I’ve got to cook something really yummy for dinner tonight to make up for it. We’re getting our wedding pictures back on Monday, and I’m sure I’ll be happy :) It’s hard when you’re surrounded by gorgeous weddings all day, it makes my wedding feel inferior!

Oh well, guess I can plan a really pretty vow renewal in 10 years!

Maybe we'll have a cake that looks like this!

Maybe we'll have a cake that looks like this!

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Did you ever wonder why Porky never wore pants?

Did you ever wonder why Porky never wore pants?

Ick. What happened to my pretty apartment? It’s suffering from a serious case of “boy disease.” Ew. Don’t get me wrong, I like boys, I married one, but how is it that they can leave a path of destruction in their wake and turn a blind eye to it? I’m sitting at my kitchen table looking over into the living room, (which ironically is only about 2.3 feet to my right…yay closet sized apartments!) and I’m having trouble seeing the floor underneath several notebooks, papers, books, blankets, clothes and pairs of shoes- which may or may not be mine. But still! It’s a wreck. But I didn’t have the heart to ask Jeff to help me clean up the mess. He’s been home for the past 2 days studying for his licensing exam. He and the other 150 or so first year analysts for Bank of America are preparing to take a test that could potentially make or break their career.

Poor guy, the apartment has been dead silent and he’s been glued to his notebooks and computer for 48 hours straight. I tried to tell him, don’t worry it’ll be a breeze and you’ll be just fine, but I was starting to worry that I would turn around and find him cross-eyed and rocking back and forth in a corner. But, never the less, today is the day for the big test! Six hours to answer 350 multiple choice questions….if he passes, he gets to keep his job! If he fails….well, we’re not going to talk about that! Ugh, I’m nervous for him!

I’ll keep you posted on the results! We’ll know around 4:00pm today!

A: Oh Jeffers is a smarty he’ll do fine!

PS: My apartment is in a constant state of destruction. I’m such a good wifey!

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Snoopy

So another conversation I had this weekend, that may or may not have been over lots of wine, was about . How gay we are. Living out here in SF has taught me that there really isn’t anything black or white. I mean yes we have gay people and yes we have straight people, but there are definitely people out there that fall in the middle. I suppose they’re called bisexuals.

Anyway, I’m not confessing anything new in this post, but it just got me thinking about how much male or female we might have in us. I couldn’t think of too many male characteristics that I have except I like sports – well, watching them. I like beer? (that’s sort of a lame one). And i curse like a sailor. That’s all I could think of. If you have any you can think of, feel free to chime in. However for my hubby, I thought of several female things about him. (Forgive me).

He’s definitely a guys’ guy. No “metro” here. His style, the uniform we call it, is a cap, sneakers, shorts and a tshirt. Very basic. I like it. He also is a college basketball fanatic. But he does have some sensitive traits. He loves all the Peanuts cartoons and music. He’s more into chick music than I am. Sarah Mclachlan, Indigo Girls, Alanis Morisette and Tori Amos. I actually started listening to Tori b/c of him. He’s been to the Lilith Fair, twice. He likes musicals, the movie ones, not the plays. He’s into wine, drinks cappuccinos, drives a girly convertible and owns a little doggy. I’m not worried though, he’s not going anywhere. Now if I find out that Snoopy has some sort of gay following, then I may start to wonder.

K: Haha. Well, lets talk about Jeffrey. He’s definitely all man, but if you were to look up the definition of “pretty boy” in the dictionary, I do believe you would find a picture of his pretty little face front and center :) Hey, I’m not complaining, he’s shmexy…in that 12 year old, baby face kind of way, (is it even legal to call a 12 year old shmexy?)  He takes better care of his hair than I do and hates when it gets wet in the rain. However, I like the way he dresses. He’s basically a Polo aficionado and owns somewhere in the ballpark of 54 Polo shirts, (I’m not kidding). If I had to label his style, I would go with: “Malibu Surfer Dude meets Connecticut Frat Daddy.” Special :) (I’ll eat these words in 20 years when we’re in our 40′s and his baby face still looks 25, grr).

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