Fireside Thoughts

Chris and Sadie relaxing


So yesterday was Monday.

Cue the line from Soul II Soul's "Back to Life, Back to Reality."

The theme of the day.

Yes, back to life, back to work, bye bye lovely weekend.

The day proved to be a trying one, too.

Meetings, phone calls, and even some manual labor in heels. (Hey, I'm a team player. What can I say?)

My fellow workers even laughed at me as I toted a large stack of chairs across the lobby with a chair dolly, and whipped out their cell phones to snap a picture.

"Employee of the Quarter!" I called.
In my head, I was thinking, "Do I really look that ridiculous? I do this sort of thing all the time."

Lunch was rather speedy and small. So when 7pm rolled around, I was ready for home, husband, and food.

What I got was traffic, angry drivers, and a depressing topic on talk radio.

I spent most of the drive home contemplating my chances of winning the HGTV Dream Home.

The giveaway was that night. I imagined coming home, Chris greeting me with a gleam in his eye, and a knock at the door. I open the door to a guy holding a bunch of balloons, a huge check, and shouts of "CONGRATULATIONS!"

No such luck.

I opened the door to no balloons, no check, no congratulations.
There wasn't even any food.

I was cranky and whiny. Poor Chris.
"I'm getting dinner!" I say.

So after a meal at Panchos, I'm calm, rational, and realizing how difficult I was.
Me: "I'm sorry. You're such a good man, Chris."
Chris: "Uh-huh."

The evening concluded around the fireplace in our living room. A rarely used room.

I sat on cushions eating out of two cartons of ice cream with only a spoon, and Chris laid on the carpet, Sadie stretched out beside him.

We talked about our day, laughed at Chris' funny faces and impressions of me and his ability to shrink his mouth to look like Larry the Cucumber's. We laughed until our sides hurt.

A good ending to the Moon's Monday... even if I didn't get those balloons. :)

Weekend Recap

I heart weekends.

Especially ones I have off. Completely.

Chris and I spent Saturday morning riding around Columbia finishing up work he didn't get to do during the week. I promised him we'd make a day (and a date) of it this weekend.

We had so much fun!

First, I dug out a super-cute but rarely used trench coat and found a pack of Skittles and some Starbursts in the pocket. (Breakfast)

Then while pulling out of the driveway, Chris and I caved and let Sadie come too.

We spent all morning driving out in the middle of nowhere, taking pictures, singing along to Adele, and talking about life and what we wanted for lunch.

Afterwards, we stopped by Dad's office to visit and drop off some lunch leftovers.

Now my dad is one of the coolest men I know. So smart and strong, yet deep down a big teddy bear. I always say I married my daddy, and I'm one lucky girl.

Zoolander Faces

We finally made it home, and Saturday afternoon, I was over the sink finishing up dishes. A monotonous task.

Until Chris came around the corner, guitar in hand.

He sang, propped up on the counter beside me while I washed. It was delightful.

The amazing Saturday was topped off with a visit to my sister, Stephanie, and her husband, Zach's house.

She fed us chicken and dumplings (Zach's grandmother's recipe). We then broke out her new boardgame, Life, around her coffee table while eating birthday cake ice cream.

I conquered, edging Chris, with a total net worth of $2.75 million.

Yes, a good day.

Birthday Surprises

After a long day at work on my birthday, I walked in the door, ready for sleep.

I saw Chris out of the corner of my eye, leaping from the bed to greet me in the kitchen.

He led me to the fridge and pulled out the lovely-est, pink-est, double-stacked cake I ever saw.

I literally jumped up and down with joy and felt my eyes get a little "misty." (Hey, it was a really long day.)

Chris: "Do you like it?"
Me: "YES! I love it! Thank you!"

{Pause}

M: "Did you really make it yourself?"
C: "Yup."
M: "No help?"
C: "Not even on the letters."

{Pause}


M: "Why is my name spelled wrong?"

C: "Sorry...my hand slipped a bit."

It was the best gift ever. And it was delicious.

Nothing better than sharing a yummy birthday cake with Chris at midnight.