Hello?
*Dusting off cobwebs*
Wow…you’re still here blog?
I was sure that blogspot would have deleted you by now.
Okay…I won’t make myself feel guilty about not writing since
April of last year. But like an old lover…this blog crosses my mind from time to time. Of course I have to say hello when it
does. So here I am. Hello! *waving*
Well ya'll know how I do. I give some quick updates and then I'm out...so let me get it started.
Committing
So Usher and I are finally official. *yay!* We got married last September and it was such
a beautiful day! I still smile every
time I see our picture. It’s great to
have good memories for those days when I come home from work and he’s sitting
on the couch with his feet on the table, scratching, burping and asking me what’s
for dinner. *rolling my eyes* Okay maybe
I’m embellishing just a little…but I will say that marriage is definitely not a
fairytale. Am I happy? ABSOLUTELY.
But I’m also glad that I didn’t get married in my 20’s. I needed all that time to enjoy doing nothing
when I got home from work. Living with someone is definitely different than just dating them and seeing them a few days out of the week. Sheesh! It's definitely an adjustment. And it's not all bad...don't get me wrong. It's just different. I'm finding out things about myself too. Like... I had no idea that I had as many pet peeves as I do. I'm turning into my mother. *smh* But on a good note, I'm also learning that I really am grateful for my girlfriends. Now that I'm married, I want to hang out with them even more. lol Sometimes you need a little emotional support and understanding that seems to elude even the best husbands. :)
Cooking
So yeah… I’m not feeling this cooking thing. L No matter how much of a renaissance woman you
tell your man you are… or how much he swears he cares nothing about whether or
not you can cook... they all still expect
you to fall into that role at some point. BOOO! I
hate it, hate it, HATE IT. Not quite as
much as I hate the gym….but a good second.
I’m not a terrible cook. I
actually do pretty well, but as a woman in my thirties whose gotten used to
doing what she wants to do when she darn well pleases, it’s hard to follow the
routine of work, cook, clean, sleep, every day. Okay…3-4 times a week. I don't want to make well balanced meals all the time. Some days I just want a taco and some cereal. Some days, I don't wanna even eat anything. Yet I find myself in the kitchen with my little apron on.... baking...frying...sautee'ing. Chopping....mixing....whipping. Blah!
I know, I know… I’m whining.
I should just suck it up.
Everyone tells me that eventually I’ll get used to it and may even start
enjoying it. I’m still waiting for
that. We’ll see.
Winning
So ya’ll know you’re girl is SUPER TURNT (yeah I said turnt)
UP about my squad this year. It’s
Falcons Central at my house! Usher’s
crazy butt has been getting rich off of these games. He’s been betting folks left and right since the beginning
of the season that the Falcons would have a better record than the Eagles and the
Patriots, and would win against everyone we play. Luckily for us, as the season progressed, no
one wanted to bet him on Tampa Bay, and the Panthers so we didn’t lose any
money when we lost those games. And also lucky for us... he's been making out like a fat cat. This past week, he made a good #150. I AM
HYPE! We have Falcons flags flying all
over the house. The guest bathroom is
fully decorated in Falcons paraphernalia.
It’s great to have that common bond with the hubby.
So you know it was CRAZY at our house last week. We were A-town stomping all over the
tables during the first half of the game against Seattle. Then we both almost had heart attacks during
the 4th quarter. You have to have a strong heart to roll with the
Falcons. Hopefully they’ll kick some
butt against the 49ers this weekend.
Wow… my fingers are really tired and I haven’t even began to
write about everything I want to say. L
How did I used to do this? *sigh*
Well… I won’t promise to be back this year since you can see my track record… but hopefully I
will. And if I don’t touch back again…HAPPY NEW
YEARS! lol
