Cat Lover

I don't think this comes as a surprise to anyone who reads this blog or knows me personally that I love cats. I mostly love my cat, but I have a tender heart for all cats, and any animal for that matter. Ask my husband to tell you the story of when my mom had us cat-sit her two, old, fat cats. They were honestly in distress and I had an emotional breakdown because I felt so bad for them. There was also the time we took Urban to get snip snipped. That was a really hard 24 hours for me and I shed a lot of tears thinking of him being in pain and alone without me to cuddle him. Anyways...

So we went to Oahu, Hawaii last week and had a blast. So nice to just get away. We played tourists and saw all the sights. One of them being the Polynesian Cultural Center. Check it out if you're ever on the island. My father in-law was buying a ukulele (seriously) at the end of the day and Scott and I were sitting on a bench waiting when Scott points and says, "hey look there's a kitten." I looked and saw the tiniest (honestly couldn't have been more than a few weeks old) white and grey spotted kitten laying in the grass so helpless. We walked up to him and he was so skinny and frail. I, of course, started to panic and I went and told a worker whose response was, "umm, well, if we try to catch it it will just hiss at us." Don't get me started.. No one would do anything so I bought a water bottle and a plastic bowl and set it next to the kitten. When we left the Polynesian Cultural Center I put on my sunglasses so no one could tell I was emotional over the little kitten, but of course Scott knew. He was sweet and tried to reassure me everything would be fine, but I'm no dumbie. That night I even had a dream about the kitten!

For the rest of the trip I seriously saw stray cats everywhere. Talk about a cat lovers worst nightmare. And Oahu, can someone send the Humane Society up in the island somewhere? I made some furry friends that need a home.

I'd Cap That

Hello out there!
We just got back from Hawaii and I haven't blogged in months and obviously have lots to update but right now I just want to talk about my new favorite app on the iPhone. It's called "I'd cap that" and it's honestly hilarious. It's an app where you upload a picture and it randomly captions your picture- and it's usually pretty funny. I do have to warn you though because I've come across some really naughty captions. Here are my favorites that are family friendly:

This Is A Once In A Lifetime Love

Valentines Day was yesterday and since I rarely post on this here blog, I thought this would be a great opportunity to actually have something somewhat interesting to say.

Our valentines day was perfect. It was sweet and simple, just the way we both like it. We both had the day off which was fantastic. We slept in together past 7am which we rarely get to do. Weekdays we are both off to work and school and weekends Scott is at work or we are heading to church. It was so nice to not have an alarm clock! We did some of the routine activities around the apartment- dishes, Scott had to send in time sheets to work yada yada yada. Then we decided that instead of trying to deal with the crazy people trying to get dinner, we would do lunch. I hopped in the shower and when I got out, Scott was nowhere to be found. I called him, but no answer. Hmm... A few minutes later he walked through the front door with a beautiful bouquet of pink roses, a card and my favorite candy. The card was so funny and he wrote the most thoughtful note in it, I teared up. We then headed out and dropped my car off at an auto shop to get 4 new tires put on. Happy Valentines day to me, I got car tires! Just kidding... but really. Our lunch destination was none other then Rubys on the pier in HB where it all started 6 1/2 years ago. We've eaten there a lot and each time we go I am flooded with so many memories. There was no wait which was awesome and the weather was beautiful which was another plus. After lunch we walked around Main street and then took a scenic drive down PCH. It was all so simple and things we've done before but yesterday it all felt so special. I was having so much fun just being next to Scott and not really having a plan or a time frame, we were just going with the flow. Next, we decided to go see The Vow. Well, I decided and Scott agreed :) The movie was good, pretty much what I expected based on the previews, but there were some things that really stood out to me. (More on the movie later) After the movie we picked up my car and had a lovely night at home.

All in all, a great holiday spent with the one I love most. Nothing grand or over the top. Just love. That's one thing I am slowly learning in our married life. The past few holidays I have stressed and agonized over what we were going to do, the gifts, my outfit, meals, etc. This time I sent Scott a text a few weeks ago and said "how about we don't have a plan or do gifts. Lets just have a day of us?" He agreed and I think it took the stress off and made us really just appreciate us and our time together. This isn't to say that gifts are dumb or a big planned date isn't great, because I love both of those things a lot, but this Valentine's day it was nice to keep it sweet and simple :)

That Time I Wasn't Pregnant

Once you get married it's like everyone is up in your business wondering when you're going to have kids. My answer is always the same "oh we're not ready yet, we're just enjoying being married." And then you gain a little weight and suddenly rumors are firing about that you are pregnant. Rude. So "no kids" remains my answer until further notice or until a surprise baby appears.

It only took me a few months to figure out that I really didn't like birth control. My body just didn't react well to it and I know I could have gone back to the doctor for a different kind, but I decided that I rather not take it at all. And I'm not going to give you the birds and the bees talk or tell you about all of the other wonderful contraceptives out there, but boys and girls, that little pill that makes women (or maybe just me) feel sick all of the time is not the only solution!

So I stopped taking that awful pill everyday and it was like BAM! One week later I felt like myself again. Who knew?! Everything was going great... No everything was going amazing actually until December when I was like "dang it's been a while since I started my period" (ya, I just said period for the whole world to read and I'll say it again... PERIOD) At this point I was only a week late so I panicked in silence, but then I was two weeks late and I started to really freak. All of these thoughts of babies and nurseries and dollar signs were flooding my brain it was so hard to think straight. Not to mention I was right in the middle of finals week and my stress level was through the roof. I talked to Scott and he said to relax and wait until after finals to buy a pregnancy test, and I agreed. But I was still freaking! "This isn't what we planned, we're both in school, I love my cat too much to make time for a baby" ya know, like legit thoughts to have when you think you're pregnant. A few days went on and I could not take it anymore, I had to find out if I had a little human growing inside of me. It came to me while I was eating lunch alone at Pick Up Sticks and I looked over at the CVS. They sell pregnancy tests there, and I know my level headed husband told me to wait until after finals but he's not the one with a human growing inside of him so I have to go against what he said...

I walk into the CVS and my heart was pounding. This was so foreign to me and for some reason I felt like a pregnant teenager who was hiding this from her parents... Don't ask why. I stood there and just picked the most expensive test because that had to have the most accurate results. When I checked out I put a candy bar on top to hide the fact that I was buying a pregnancy test. What a fool I am. I checked out, trying I act cool and walked back to Pick Up Sticks to settle this once and for all. I felt like I was going to vomit!! I was sweating bullets. I mean, this stupid little stick I was about to pee on could forever change my life. I walk into the bathroom and go into a stall. I opened the instructions and the wrapper to the test, heart still racing, and when I pulled down my pantalones to find out if I was preggers, sure enough I had started my period. My period, people. It was more then 2 weeks late and it decides to show up after I spent money in a dang pregnancy test. So I pulled up my pants, tucked those stupid tests back into my purse and drove to another CVS to buy tampons, because that would just be embarrassing to walk into the same store ten minutes later. Hello crazy lady.

And wouldn't you know after all of that fretting about being pregnant, apart of me was a little sad when I realized I wasn't. Then I went home to my husband and my cat and realized my life is so good, and when we are really ready for a baby, life will be even better.