Home Sweet Home

I made it! I went five weeks without a hug or a kiss from my husband, without my best friends shoulders to cry on, without a word of advice form my mom, or a nod of appreciation from my dad. I missed the fourth of July my favorite holiday. I missed Wake boarding with my friends, I missed watching my baby sisters eyes light up in the new Harry Potter movie, I missed watching movies with my sweet husband on the couch, I missed my freakin bed, and most of all I missed my life....But it was worth it. It was worth the sacrifice. I left everything for an adventure ll my own and although it was hard to be alone and cut off from everything that defines me. I was still me. I became more of myself than I have ever been. I grew up at the age of 23. I thought I was all grown up, I thought; I am a married woman of three years, I am a friend, a sister, a student, all the things you would think a grown up is. However something happens when you do something you have always wanted, something that has been on your life long list of things to do. When you cross that goal off your list, the feeling of accomplishment is like none other. The knowledge that with the support and love of those around you, you tried and succeed. I reached and did not fall short. Its a pretty fabulous feeling. I saw things I never dreamed I would see. I felt Van Gogh paintings tell a story through my emotions. I saw the way the light glides over the smooth marble of the Winged Victory. I walked through candlelight in a french chateau. I Climbed to the top of a Gothic cathedral to see the view. I sketched the Eiffel tower. I survived London Tower. I saw Phantom Of the Opera. I experienced the luck of the Irish. I ate my weight in Scones and Cream. I had the time of my life, and I am so happy to be home. To eat Cafe Rio, to kiss husband every night, to be understood when I speak, and to have the luxuries of our amazing country. To know I was missed, and be greeted with Flowers, a clean car, a groomed husband, and a home made jewelry box. Seeing the world is unthinkably divine, but there is nothing like coming home to the place you love the most. Theres no place like home.

3......2......1.....

So I am leaving. I will be at the airport at 4:45 on Wed morning. To tell you the truth I am sick with anxiety and worry. I hate the thought of leaving Tyler for as long as I am. I think 35 days is really too too too long. I apparently thought I would be able to do this with out a problem when I forked over 6 grand and loads of paperwork and all my personal information. I was very wrong. I need him to live and make me relax and laugh...what if I turn into a raisin because I don't laugh ever again? (for five weeks) What if I get really wrinkly skin from lack of relaxation for the rest of my life? (five weeks) What if I forget that I like to sleep with someone velcroed to the entire backside of my body every night of my life? (five weeks) Wow suddenly my life is flying by. Well enough of that if you want to know what the rest of my life (five weeks) is going to be like than you can check my travel blog. Its travelintootse.blogspot.com Have a great life (five weeks) everyone! Wish me luck!
BON VOYAGE!

DOS

DOS things:

UNO: Be impressed. Be very impressed with my blogging attempts. Note: more blogs in the past week than the past two months....HELLO!

DOS: Sometimes you need a change, sometimes you want to channel your inner Gene Gray, Sometimes you wish to be the best housewife in the world and be Bree Van DE Camp, Sometimes you want to be referred to as sparky or firecracker, S
Sometimes you want to feel fresh like the scent of an ORANGE. Sometimes you want to play strawberry shortcake in a pretend tea party.......
Sometimes you pay $75 for this:

Sometimes all you can see is RED!

Oh what do you do...

....in the summertime

when all the world is green?

Do you sit by a stream,

and lazily dream and

watch all the clouds roll by?

Is that what you do....

NO

I sit and act lame,

I loudly complain,

and watch as rain flows HIGH!

Is that what you do?

SO DO I!!!

I WILL kill you all

Sometimes I want to push people. Even the people I love. Even my bestest best friends... I want to push them down soemtimes. Sorry I love you, and I KNOW the feeling is mutual. EVEN husband....especially husband. He is too big though and past attempts have failed. It usually ends up me in a crumpled ball on the floor giggling from his overly large sausage fingers tickling me in my ribs...stupid ribs. I can say that, not in the way that most people mean when they say they can say that, more in the I have purged the blog haters and judgmentals out of my life and so I can say that because I know you ......yes you reading this right now....will not be like that. Thus, that is all I have to say....SOMETIMES I WANT TO PUSH PEOPLE DOWN.......

Oh MY LANTA!

So I am leaving for europe in less than three weeks. I am so excited. I cannot wait to go soak up the incredible beauty and culture....and what I mean by that is a lot of butter soaked carbs! YES! Die victory is SO sweet! Becasue as we all know calories don't count when you are not in your home country. They just don't exist. Poof! Suddenly I am the exotic curvacious american with fabulous hair and oversized rings! I love this idea! I am definitely going to soak it up! But alas.....

the downfall of it all.. I will be without husband, curling iron, and a shoe closet. YIKES! my breath is shortening, heart racing, eyes BUGGING! What the..are you serious? I am not so sure about this. I mean really, how am I the hair queen supposed to live without the sweet smell of hot iron burning product laquered hair? I gues there will be sacrifices made. I know! How can you appreciate the good ness without the bad? Opposition baby. My ticket out of here. I will sacrifice bad hair, and a twin bed in exchange for pain au chocolat, gelato, and fish and chips. Done.

You know its a wonder that I am not 300 pounds.

4 is my favorite number..except yesterday it was 3.

Yesterday was Tyler and I's anniversary. Three years and counting! I can't believe it has gone so fast! We had a great time! We Checked into the Providence Inn B&B on Sunday night and stayed up late watching movies and eating junk food. We also took a lovely bath in a huge jetted tub. All thanks to John and Arlette our friends/employers the whole thing was free! We stayed in the New Orleans room...a special tribute to the only other love of my life. Wink! So we slept in watched more movies and ate our favorite foods all day! We had Indian food for lunch and Thai food for dinner! We watched a total of five movies from Sunday night to Monday night..one of which was our wedding video which I still love to this day. I know I am a HUGE nerd! We were incredibly lazy and I am feeling the effects of our over indulgence and laziness today as my midsection is nice and snug in my pants! OOPS! But the most monumental..super incredible thing of all that we did on our anniversary this year was...........WE FINALLY PICKED OUR WEDDING PHOTOS! Shhh...a moment of silence if you will. The ending of a three year procrastination is nothing to take lightly. I feel so incomplete without this nagging, uncomfortable pinch in the back of my ars. How will I go on? It is weird and I might not be able to be ok. Is this what having food storage feels like? If so..there is no way I am doing that.

This is one of the pictures that I love from my wedding that I didn't know I had until yesterday when I chose my photos. I know its a little late to finally post wedding photos but hey..its like brand new and shiny to me still!

Down to the nitty gritty. Although Ty and I have experienced our fair share of ups and downs we have never been happier, truly. I feel like we are more in love than is possible. We are so blessed and have a lot of the peace and sanity in our little family because of the people in our life who have been so supportive and understanding. We have had some of our biggest "growing experiences" ( I put that word in quotes because that is what glass half full Megan would say, but the real me, the this glass is ugly and not fancy enough to grace my presence let alone the 1/4 cup of old juice in the bottom Megan refers to these "experiences" as the S*@! hitting the fan days o fun) and have come out on top. We have basically had the life of a soap opera. But who doesn't eh? Ok so here is the low down on what three years has been like:
Moved: 6 times in 2 1/2 years
Made my husband mad enough to actually yell at me: 3 times
Babies: 0
Baby scares: 2
# of Universities attended: 2
Gone to Europe: 1
Miles put on the car: 75,000
# of jobs had: 6
Amount of Indian/Thai food consumed: 100 pounds (jk I really don't know)
Heard Tyler Swear: 4 times
Made too much food for dinner: Everyday
Fought in public: too many to count
Wanted to kill each other: ALMOST everyday
Fought about nothing due to my hormones: 36 times
Trips to the hospital resulting in pirate attire: 1
Concussions: 2
Switched sides of the bed: 6
Road trips:12
Gotten drink off of chicken: 1
Ty complained about my bobby pins everywhere: 1,395 days
# of times threatened to throw the x box against the wall: every time I see it
# of I Love Yous: like infinity times 100
Falling in love with each other again and again: Priceless
Ok so I know that was cheesy but I could not resist! All in all we are so happy and so excited to see what the next 3 years will bring. So this is to the future...Please BE KIND!
PS to my husband, you are everything I never knew I wanted, and I love you more than I ever thought I could. Thank you.