Saturday, December 31, 2011


Well its that time of year again. I typically don't make resolutions, because I'm just like the other 6 billion people out there that are all gung ho the first 2 days hours, and then settle back into my same old routine, because that's what's comfortable.

This year, I decided to actually try and stick to a resolution. At first I thought I'd go with the whole "lose weight" thing, but that's so over-done. I had to come up with something that was more unique. So here it is, my 2012 New Year's Resolution: eat healthier.


I know...this mac and cheese, pizza, and brownie loving girl is going to make an attempt to eat healthier throughout this coming year. Now, not EVERYTHING I eat has to be healthy (I mean, let's not get carried away here!) but I can make an effort to make veggies with our dinners more often, or make chicken instead of pasta (my weakness.) We'll see how it goes. Ty's pretty pumped about it though, because he's always trying to get me to eat healthier.

And I'm sure you're wondering what my husband's 2012 resolution is. When I asked him, this was his exact response: "To shoot 2 trophy bucks." To which I sarcastically replied, "That's your resolution?" So then he said his "other" resolution would be to get everything done outside the house that needs done this year. Which means a shed, fence, stain deck, etc. But clearly, the first resolution was more "Ty." So we'll go with that one.

What's your 2012 resolution?

Friday, December 30, 2011

5 years ago today...

A 19 year-old girl waited tables, anxiously waiting for her shift to end. She was going on a first date with a really cute guy she met in her first college class, and had NO CLUE what she was going to wear. She wanted to look pretty, but not like she was trying to hard. She was so excited/nervous when he came to pick her up. Like a gentleman, he came to the door to meet her parents, then walked her to the car and opened her door for her. (Later the girl found out that the passenger door handle didn't work from the outside, so he'd had to prop that door open a smidge so he could open it for her.) They hadn't known each other very long at all, but there were no "awkward silences" that can tend to pop up during first dates. The car was filled with chatter as the two continued to get to know each other. And the girl liked what she was learning. They drove to the movies first, and saw "We Are Marshall." After the movie, the two went to grab a bite to eat at Outback Steakhouse. The girl thought this guy was incredibly sweet, funny, and (let's be honest, here) totally handsome. They talked about anything and everything, until it was time to go. The girl was sad to see the date end, but the guy had promised her parents she'd be home at a decent time. When they pulled in her driveway, he came around and opened her door again (with a little help from the girl on the inside,) and walked her to her front door. Again, ever the gentleman, he hugged her, but did not kiss her. The girl pretty much swooned when he told her what a great time he had and that he'd love to see her again sometime. The girl walked into her house, where her mother was on the computer. When her mother asked, "So, how'd it go?" The girl confidently replied, "I think I'm going to marry that guy."

Five years later, here we are. Happy 5 year Date-iversary Ty. I love you!

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Dear Husband,

I love you more than you know, BUT...

you snored ALL night last night.

Now, I know you say I snore too. And I'm used to listening to you snoring for the first 15 minutes you fall asleep. But man oh man! This lasted forever! I laid in bed for what seemed like hours waiting for you to quiet down enough that I could finally fall asleep.

Ok Ok, I'll admit it: I contemplated suffocating you with my pillow. But I didn't. You're welcome.

Love, Lisa

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

11 favorite memories of 2011

Is it just me or did this year go by incredibly fast? As 2011 winds down to a close this week, I figured I'd reflect on the past year and make a list of some of my favorite memories.

11. Buying my very first Coach purse.
10. Watching Ty tediously put up his Christmas village for what seemed like hours. The joy on his face was almost childlike!
9. My entire summer vacation...when's the next one?
8. Eating dinner outside on the deck with Ty on those warm summer evenings.
7. Finding out my sister-in-law was having a baby.
6. Having a GREEN Christmas.
5. Decorating my very first classroom.
4. Reading "The Hunger Games" with Ty and comparing our nerdy happiness about it.
3. The week in which I felt like I might finally have the whole teaching kindergarten thing under control.
2. Taking Ty to Wrigley field for the first time to watch a Cubs game.
1.Celebrating my 1 year anniversary with my prince charming.

Thinking back on the year...I have to say it was a pretty darn good one. I can't wait to see what 2012 has in store for us. But if its half as good as this one was, we're in for some great memories that have yet to be made. And I can't wait!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

i kinda threw a fit tonight...

Ok...maybe not QUITE as bad as her. But Ty would probably argue that it was close.

See, recently I've become obsessed interested in nail polish and doing my nails constantly. Because of this new addiction hobby, I've recently acquired a lot of new polishes and supplies. Now, a girl needs somewhere to put all her polishes, right? I recently saw a blog post about a three-drawer shelf from Michael's that would be PERFECT for all my new supplies. I've been begging Ty to come with me to get it, and he finally told me that we'd meet after he got off work to go get it, and then grab some dinner.

Once we got home, I immediately started unpacking my new drawers. Now, clearly I knew that some assembly was required, but I soon realized that this was not a project I could handle alone. The directions seemed to be in latin, and there were about eleventy million screws and thingies. I immediately started yelling, "HELP! HELP! I can't do this, its too hard!" (Which Hubby told me later was NOT a polite way to ask for help.) As he handed me a screwdriver,Ty told me that he'd help me, but he wouldn't do it for me.

Well, that was when my stubborness kicked in. For some reason, I was incredibly offended that he wasn't going to build the whole dang thing for me, even though I never actually asked him, I'd merely demanded insisted whatever. I then refused ALL help he was willing to give, even after he saw I was struggling and offered several times. After about an hour of trying my darndest to put this thing together, I finally threw my fit (apparently spending all my time with kindergarteners is beginning to rub off on me.) I started yelling, and tossing my unfinished shelf pieces and screwdrivers all over the place in a fit of rage. Then, instead of asking for help, like a normal, adult person would do, I decided to UNSCREW my whole hour's worth of work and put it all back in the box, damaging my new drawers in the process. I was over it, and apparently thought I would teach these drawers a lesson my undoing all my hard work. Yeah...guess I told THEM!

I then proceeded to lay on the couch and pout until Ty came over and helped cheer me up. Although, I have no clue why. If I were him, I would've left me there all night...Miss Pouty Pouterson. In retrospect, I am incredibly embarrassed that I acted like a little girl. Especially over something as silly as a drawer to hold my nail polish. I mean, seriously.If I would have just swallowed my pride and asked for help, (or have just been polite enough to ask nicely to begin with,) I might have a fully functional drawer with polishes in it right now.

My 5 year-old students teach me a lot...but throwing tantrums is NOT a lesson I'd like to remember from them in the future. Sorry Ty.

Monday, December 26, 2011

husband muting the tv in the middle of a video game=never a good sign.

After all the Christmas festivities of the past several days, Ty and I curled up in our respective spots this evening (him in his chair, playing his new Xbox game, and me on the couch, stalking other people's blogs) to relax. I was lost in blog-land, totally oblivious to what was going on around me...until I noticed something strange. After HOURS of playing this new Xbox game, the television was suddenly muted. "Do you hear that?" he asked. I was about to mumble "no," and go back to reading, when I caught the tail end of our precious kitty hacking up some sort of nasty-ness downstairs. Not even joking...this was the sound it made: "SQUIRRRRRT!" Imagine that being heard along with some other juicy sound effects for good measure. Yum...makes you wanna go eat a nice, big dinner, huh?

While trying not to gag, I looked over at Ty, who had heard this nasto sound first, and oh-so-intelligently muted the tv so we could hear the finale in all its juicy goodness. "Aw man." he said. "I suppose that means I'm gonna have to clean it up, huh?"

To which I sweetly replied, "Well, you heard it first."
You know, kinda like, "Whoever smelt it, dealt it." HeHeHe.