Sunday, March 28, 2010

20th Anniversary Trip

The Amazing Race is my other favorite reality show (after Survivor :) ). Tonight's episode: The Seychelles. Oh. My. God. I love this place - I don't even know that much about it, but ever since I first heard of it, I've wanted to go here for my honeymoon.


Unfortunately, the realistic side of me realizes that it's completely out of the question. Beyond being an expensive destination to get to, it would take a really really really long time to get there from Seattle. And given that we'll probably only have a week for a honeymoon, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense to use two days for travel on either side.

But look how pretty!


So this evening after I mentioned yet again how freaking cool it would be to go there, B promised me a trip to the Seychelles for our 20th Anniversary. First of all, I love that he's thinking that far down the road! Just makes me all happy inside. Second of all, he thinks it doesn't matter that he promised this because there's no way I'll remember. Well, now it's on the interwebs for everyone to see. And while this blog probably won't live for 20 years, I'm pretty sure I won't forget a promised trip. So spring of 2031, look for me on a beach somewhere in the Seychelles. It'll be great!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010


Holy crap I love this show! Heros v. Villians has been really interesting, if only to see how people who have played this game 2 or 3 times come back to play it again, knowing they're playing with other veterans. And tonight was no exception.

I loved loved loved seeing Tyson go home. I think he's an interesting player and would have liked to see him stay around if only for his continued one liners (in his exit interview he continued to proclaim his awesomeness. Even though he was going home). But - he basically voted himself out tonight! Boston Rob (anyone else liking him way more this season??) had the strategy completely worked out so that no matter what, either Parvati or Russell would go home. No questions, no nothing, there was no way it could have failed. Except Tyson didn't want to chance the tie (should no one play the immunity idol) and so at the barest hint that Russell would vote for Parvati, he switched his vote. Which led to him being voted out. Damn. Love it!

The Heroes vote was less interesting but at least they quit with their putting alliance ahead of reason and finally got rid of James (and just as I've been liking Boston Rob more this season, wow do I hate James). Here's hoping Colby can step it up and continue to save himself.

Ok, I'll be back to other topics later, but I love this show and now have an outlet to write about it :)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The Puppy

Who actually isn't really a puppy anymore. At over five years old, he's starting to hit his stride... or something. I got Cody during my first semester of law school. I was finally in a place where I could have a dog, and I had a backyard and I figured it was the perfect time to get a dog. I was living with my sister at the time and one Saturday morning I told her that we should go to the Humane Society just to look around, and get a feel for the dogs who needed homes and that we'd come back in a few weeks. Um yeah. Cody totally came home that day. We think he was about 5 or 6 months at the time which I have decided is the perfect time to get a dog. They're definitely still in the puppy stage, but old enough to be house broken (or just about) with good manners.

And of course I didn't have quite as much time as I'd originally thought (yeah 1L year is tough - very happy to never have to do that again). But, the best part about having a dog during that time was having an absolute excuse to get out of the library every so often - I had to take the puppy out! Now multiple moves later it's still nice to have that excuse - though I have to say, B has picked up much more of the dog-walking duty in recent months (yeah, I'm a slacker - plus he's home in the evening before I get home and he can only withstand the begging to go out for so long!)

I was a little bit afraid how Cody was going to deal with having B move in. See, when I first got Cody, it was me and my sister. Then it was just me. And Cody definitely took up half my bed. I had no idea how any of that was going to work out and yes, I'm that girl who wondered how her dog would deal. Luckily, Cody adores B. In fact, I'm pretty sure if B and I were to ever split up we'd have to work out a joint custody agreement for the dog, because Cody would be miserable without the walks and the running and the food that "accidentally" finds its way into his dish while B is making dinner. And I love seeing them cuddle on the couch together after dinner. Ridiculous in its cuteness.

So that's the other member of our little family. At some point we'd love to get another dog, but for now it's just the three of us. And much as I'd love to have him at the wedding, our venue (we have a venue!) has a no canine policy. But that's all right - he'll be at my parents house basking in all the attention from friends, relatives and whoever else stops through.

Monday, March 22, 2010


So our Christmas present to each other this year was a computer. Specifically, we got a desktop computer to serve as our media station - we use it to watch tv now (mainly hulu, netflix and we get the network channels so we can keep up with sports and CBS shows because CBS sucks and doesn't let hulu stream its shows. Anyway...), and the goal also was to use it as the primary repository for pictures, music, movies, etc. You know, everything a media station should be.

Except that since we got it (um, before Christmas. Hence the Christmas present part of it), we've only really used it to watch TV. Mainly because we both have laptops and I had an external drive that I backed things up on. But - all my pictures were on said external drive which used to be plug-in-able to my laptop but is now hooked up to the desktop computer. With no easy access to my laptop. And I'm lazy and didn't feel like messing with it, and B was busy with other things. Which meant no pictures on the blog.
Today however is a great day. I have access to pictures again!!! Which means my blog posts will now have pictures!

Yup, gratuitous shot from my trip to Hawaii a couple years ago. I'm just so excited to finally have easy access to my pictures again! I love photography and one of the best presents I got myself was a dSLR a while back. I have so much fun taking pictures with it and I'm so happy I get to feature more of my shots here!

And because I love B and I haven't shared a picture of either of us yet, here we are when we went snorkeling in Maui during our last trip there.

Next up - my dog! (yeah, there'll be more wedding planning posts, but I gotta share puppy shots first :) )

Sunday, March 21, 2010

One Ring to Rule Them All...

Or at least one ring to make me very happy! (Yes, I know the title's overdone. And yes, I'm completely ok with that.)

I love my ring - it's so perfectly me it's ridiculous. We hadn't talked much about rings before Mr. Eggs proposed, but I had made it clear that I'm not a yellow gold person. A lot of people I know have princess cut diamonds, and I always thought that was what I wanted one day for myself.

Until Mr. Eggs started asking me more questions and I realized that my ideal engagement ring has always been my mom's. My mom has a yellow gold ring with a beautiful round cut center diamond. She now has a 3 stone ring which she got several years ago (she always says the 3 stones represent her three children - awww!). But before she added two stones to the ring (and how I remember seeing the ring growing up), it was a round cut solitaire engagement ring. I'm so glad that Eggs asked me more questions about what I wanted, because I love that my ring is so similar to my mom's (except that it's platinum instead of yellow gold).

The last part of this story that cracks me up? The one night that we looked at rings together online, Mr. Eggs Bene had me absolutely convinced that that was the first time he'd started thinking about what ring he might want to get me. Um yeah. He'd been looking for weeks and just wanted to make sure he knew what I liked. I still have no idea how he managed to surprise me so much, but, well played him.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

The Proposal - or How I Never Saw it Coming

I still can't believe that Mr. Eggs Benedict pulled off such an amazing surprise. Well, I can believe it, because I had NO idea that he was going to propose when he did. I thought it was going to be months before he asked and I had reached the point where I was actually completely ok with it (I'd had hopes earlier on in the summer during our second trip to Hawaii together that that might be the time, but he didn't want to do it then. Remember how I said we don't like being hot and sweaty? That included factoring into when he wanted to propose - hence waiting until December). 

Mr. Eggs and I moved in together after he graduated from law school. I had graduated the year earlier and had been living in Portland for a year at that point. About a month prior to his graduation, I moved into the apartment and then he moved in in May. Anyway! The point of all that is that sometime in the beginning of November I started telling Mr. Eggs that I wanted to get a Christmas tree. I've never had my own Christmas tree before, and it turns out Mr. Eggs had never had one of his own either. I've been in school for what feels like forever, so now that Mr. Eggs and I were living together and starting our family together, I really wanted to start our traditions together! And one of those traditions I was determined to start would be cutting down our own Christmas tree together.

Of course, that turned into a slightly bigger ordeal than I was first anticipating. See, since neither of us had ever gotten a tree before we didn't have a stand, or lights, or decorations. And do you have any idea how hard it is to find a tree stand the first week of December? Yeah, me neither. So we had to go to three stores to get a stand, some lights and a few ornaments. By this time, I was getting a bit, um, cranky. So - refuel with a latte and head out to the Christmas tree farm!

Because when I say I wanted a Christmas tree, I mean going and cutting one down ourselves. My family's been going to the same Christmas tree farm for years, and there's just something way more satisfying about cutting down your own then just picking one up in a parking lot.

At the tree farm we wandered around for a bit before finding the perfect tree and then loaded it up in our little car to head back home (oh yeah, it totally fit in the back seat - I didn't say we were getting a big tree for our first one! Though it did fill up our living room quite nicely). Once we got home we set it up, strung lights, and then took a quick break before putting the ornaments on. Mr. Eggs Bene said he'd take the dog for a walk, and suggested that I relax and take a bath if I felt like it. Now, this is when I first should have noticed something might be a little off. I mean, he often says I should relax or whatever, but I also usually go on the weekend dog walks. But, whatever, I love a good bath, so I'll take it.

So after he and Cody got back, we started adding ornaments to the tree (we didn't get very many as we knew the tree wasn't going to be very big!).

Our first Christmas tree!

After we finished and spent some time admiring it, Mr. Eggs Bene gave me a big hug and didn't let go for a long time. This is when I
finally started cluing in that something big might be happening. I still wasn't entirely certain because I kept thinking that there was no way he was going to propose. Until he said some incredibly wonderful things, knelt down and handed me a beautiful ring.

My response: "Are you kidding me?"

Then: "When did you do this??"

Then: burst into tears

Then: "Yes, yes, have I said yes yet??"

Yup, I'm that girl who took forever to get the actual yes out. At least we both do remember that I said it! I think the most touching part about the whole thing (other than that he'd been planning this EVER SINCE I first said I wanted to get a Christmas tree with him) was how nervous he told me he was right before he asked. Not that he was that worried about my response - he had the champagne chilling in the fridge!

I love that he took the time to make this moment special for both of us and something that we'd both remember forever. And while this apartment isn't the place we'll be living in forever, it was our first home together, and now, the place we got engaged.

(I love the way the lights glow in this picture).

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Wait, you're how old?

I am a proud member of the Class of 2000. As in, that's when I graduated from high school. I remember when I walked into my second grade classroom, my teacher had put a big banner up in her room welcoming us, the Class of 2000! I couldn't quite comprehend it at the time, but I think it's pretty cool that that was my graduating year (any other class of 2000 grads wondering where in the heck the last 10 years went??).

Anyway. My point in all of this is that the mister graduated high school before that. Several years before that. "Several years" being 8 in fact. Yup, if you do the math, B graduated college before I started high school (but he's only 6 years older than me because he's super smart and skipped some grades in there). Back to my point. Ever have those conversations about what you were doing when such and such happened? Yeah, those are fun. I think my favorite one happened when we were listening to the radio and No Doubt's "Spiderwebs" came on (release date: 1995) and he started talking about how he remembered hanging out with his friends in his college dorm room.

And then I remind him I was in middle school when that song came out.

Blink. Blink. Yup. Awesome.

Another interesting one was finding out that his younger sister is the same age as my older sister. And that his "baby cousin" is my age.

Of course, on a day to day basis, none of that ever seems to matter. I think it's because I tend to think of myself as a few years older than I actually am and he tends to think of himself as a few years younger. So on average it works out and we meet in the middle. Until an early '90s song starts playing :) Anyone else have weird age issues out there?

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


I was at a friend's wedding this weekend and I don't think I took a single picture! Bad blogger. Anyway - it was a great wedding, and it was perfect for the couple who got married, but it definitely made me aware of things that I don't want - like a too long cocktail hour and too much time in between courses. I felt bad, but I was super tired before the dancing even got started! However, I have to say they managed to have the most perfect weather for their weekend wedding and all the activities they had for their guests (unfortunately we were only able to attend the wedding due to other plans, but I think all their guests had a fantastic time!).

Favorite part of the wedding though? How incredibly happy the bride and groom looked (especially the groom - I work with him and seeing the crazy happy smile on his face the whole time was so fantastic. Just hope that B is that happy when it's our turn!)

But this weekend also made me aware of things that I really really do want in a wedding - specifically time. Time with guests. Time with family and friends. Time with people who care enough about me and B to come to the NW to celebrate our marriage. Which is why if we go with the venue that is now my top choice, that's exactly what we'll get. A weekend in the woods with family, friends, laughter and celebration. I can't freaking wait.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Busy week

One post in and I feel like I'm already a failure because it's Thursday and I'm just now posting again. Sigh. It's not even for want of trying - I have about 5 drafts, but none are ready for publishing. I think I need to get over the idea of feeling like I'll be the perfect poster. I'm not. I'm just trying to share a little bit of my life with anyone who cares to read about it.

This week has been crazy. I'm so ready for the weekend. It'll probably be a couple of days before I actually mange to edit the next post I want to put up. That's ok. I'm not perfect. But I'm me.
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