Generally A Grumpy Guss:

So the husband I and I went and saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1, last night at 12:20am. Now he has slept for four hours prior to the movie woke up to McDonald's on his night stand, and generally just had a easy time. I woke up at 930am yesterday morning.I had been doing things all around the house, and had been fighting a major headache that wanted to launch itself into migraine territory. By the time he came home to take his nap before the movie, I had almost called it quits. But I perservered and we went, and it was incredible. Seriously. Anyway, well he decided that after the movie he just wanted me to take him to work because he was afraid that if he were to go home and go to sleep he would miss his 630am muster. So alas after trying tirelessly to get him to see reason, we ended up taking him to work. Well after getting there, and driving back, I got home roughly around 530am. I want to shoot myself for that. Anyways, I got home, took trash out, (which was a mindblowing chore when your body is telling you that you are one stupid S.O.B. let me tell ya.) walked up the stairs and passed out. I forgot to not turn off my alarm and alas the damn thing went off at 730am. So here I am, wide wake, (probably because I had had half a Double Shot Espresso to stay awake for the ride home earlier. And having tried and failed to go back to sleep, I decided to get up and tidy up the house. Noon came around and I got a package from my Uncle with some clothing that he had had of mine from a year and a half ago when I got out of BootCamp. After opening everything, and seeing that I didn't fit in my Jeans anymore, I decided to take it happily and go work out and try to get back in the good shape I was in forever-not-so-long-ago. I went to the gym down the block and worked out for roughly an hour and twenty minutes, and then decided that I would continue with my self imposed teaching/learning thing that I'm doing right now, so that I don't become some doltish moron when I do eventually go back to college. So thus I end up at Borders and study until 345ish, I leave come home, decide to go ahead and do the kitty litter and just as I lug the big heavy thing up the steps and through the threshold my husband calls and wants me to come pick him up. I do, and arrive an hour later after copious amounts of needless traffic, and start the return journey, now I don't know if it's just that I respect my husband so much that it makes me nervous when he's in the car or if I just go stupid but I always drive brilliantly when I'm alone and like a complete maniac when he's with me. After nearly dying three times we get home and he passes out, but now I'm on a tangent and want to fold all the laundry and clean up the bedroom and clean up the living room, and clean up in the kitchen, and oh it's been three hours since husband fell asleep maybe he would like some dinner, so let me make some spaghetti. To which after it's made, (and its truly one of the best times I've made it), he freaks out at the sight of it, turns over and goes back to sleep. And here I am roughly 2 hours under my belt for sleep in the last 26 hours, and I still don't want to go to sleep yet because now I might as well wait until 10 and then sleep like a log/baby, through till morning. So there... that explains why I am a sure fire grumpy guss tonight. The End.

Creeper in the Stacks:

So there I was reading; English and Grammar: A Basic Refresher, A People's History of the United States, A People's History of the United States 1492-2000, A Severe Decline: Remaking our Constitution, and Algebra: the Mathematics You Didn't Want to Remember. I'm minding my own business and taking notes, not that I'm in college or any school for that matter, but I've been feeling rather stupid of late and just wanted to do some refreshing... I plan on making this a daily thing, but we shall see if I truly want to handle the self imposed homework... in fact I'm failing as a self imposed teacher/student while I do this blog I have 5 math problems and a 1 pg paper on Nathaniel Bacon and a 1 pg paper on American Slavery and peoples rights... haha I suck.
But alas, the point to my great heading, so there I was reading and taking notes while sitting at the table in Borders' Cafe, when I look up for a moment to take my mind off of the sadness of slavery. And there is this woman, staring at me. It isn't that "oh hmmm... drifting off into space" staring. Or the "oh she has a pretty hair do" staring... but the ever more awkward "she is sexy and I want to rip all her clothing off" staring. Having been studying for over an hour I hadn't even noticed that she had sat down, or for how long she had indeed been staring at me. But now I felt the urge to look back to the books and seemly seem as though I was studying for my life. A few minutes later I sneeked a peek and she was still staring but this time while I was catching a glimpse she got up and starting pack her things. As I was giving myself a mental pat on the back for getting away unscathed, the chair across from me scraps the floor and she sat down, Oh My God.
She just smiled and asked "I saw that you were studying pretty much everything I am... and Oh! look at your notes, I bet you are really smart, huh? Well I could use some serious help in History and Politics, and huh... your math is wrong here... here ... and here... why don't I help you study that and you can help me study this?" I hadn't gotten any words together in my head, let alone out of my mouth and she was attacking my math paper. And handing her history notes to me. I looked over them and stayed quiet, just adjusting a few things here and there, rewriting somethings for her, and generally being as quiet as possible. Occassionally showing her my WEDDING ring, but she didn't make any comment.
Around ten minutes later I was thinking of ways to get out of the Cafe and run with my tail between my legs and not look back when she pulls out her wallet and casually mentions that I look like a hot tea kind of girl, I didn't say anything, and she smiled and was like... alright I'll guess and you better like it. And up she went to bye TEA! I didn't mean for that to happen but I still hadn't put any words together for a yes, no, maybe, or What the Hell Is Going ON HERE! She came back with this ABSOLUTELY delicious smelling hot tea, it turns out that I think its like my new favorite, something with pumpkin and cream and yummm... she saw me take a sip and smile and she clapped her hands and said how she knew I would like it. After showing me some of my problems that I had gotten wrong and where I had gone wrong, she asked me to explain what I thought about her history paper... I told her that she needed to expand here, get rid of this there, and just generally delve deeper into the topic and not be so vast. She sighed, I mean a literal, "oh my goodness...your so dreamy when you talk... i wish i could use your mouth..." you get the point, sigh. She waited another 30 seconds and then started packing up her things and talking about what school she went to, what he name was and how she wouldn't mind studying with me again. THEN SHE HANDED ME HER NUMBER, and kissed the back of my hand. And like that she was gone. I'm terrified to go back to Borders, and interested in how my math problems turn out! Anyways, that was my random story of life for the day... what about yours?
-Jude

A Limit of Three or Less:

It looks like there was a tree war outside. I LOVE IT! There are yellow and red and orange and brown and green leaves EVERYWHERE!!! Awe, the sweet and lively beauty that is Autumn. I just bought my very first cook book, and I can't wait to start cooking from it, but I noticed that it has a bunch of "hmmmm..." recipes. The ones where the first thing you see is the photo and you think , "Wow, that looks amazing!" and then you precede to look at the ingredients or even the name and you suddenly think, "Wow, that... sounds disgusting." I know I should think outside the box, and probably cook it anyways, but really y'all "Duck with green sauce." but the green sauce is made of like lemon and celery and Avocados. YUCK! Don't get me wrong I love lemon and celery and avocados but not together or honestly in any combination with each other... Anyways, I'm happy because it also has simple recipes like dough for bread and crusts. And it has simple cookie recipes for yummy yummy oatmeal and chocolate chip cookies! I'm thinking about becoming a linguistics student at the local college. I really love learning languages and how they fit together and how they work, what the differences are between this and that, and how they sound whether they flow or are stilted. And I could get paid the big bucks for it... right? And that is it for now, those are the three topics in this post. Time to hit the sheets for another hour of sleep and wake up to a interview and a beautiful day! Many Blessings!

A Game of Chase.

It's like playing a game of cat and mouse. Life can be both reward and terrifying, with it's twists, turns, and unexpected windfalls and pitfalls. But it is almost always fun, exciting, and full of effort and vibrant colors, full of people, and cute sounds, full of laughter and tears. On the very last day of 2009 I got married to the man that I love. It was almost as though we had been destined to be married. He fit "the list", and I, well I blew his world. And here I am, almost a year into it. And I'm just learning that it is going to be a cycle of yes dear, and no dear, and where did you put the toilet paper honey? I'm so madly in love. And I'm so madly frustrated. I think it should be in conversations that mothers have with their daughters, "Baby girl, when you get married, remember to pack your patience, because that will be the first thing to be tried and left behind." But nope, we go into it blind with love, happy with commitment, and buoyed by tons of sex. So the moral of this first post of many... Try on your patience ladies, find the perfect fit, wear it everyday until it becomes your second skin, and then slap yourself silly if you think it will be enough when it comes to the man you love, who will boggle your mind, and frazzle your nerves.