You May Be a Cheesy Couple If......

So, I'm sure we've all gone through the cheesy couple stage in our relationships. You don't think you are cheesy when you are going through it...but YOU ARE.

Therefore you are a cheesy couple if:
1. You use pet names in public.

2. You are always hugging, holding hands, kissing...all the time, even when you are around your friends (you really need to stop this).

3. You do not have any children, but call your husband "daddy" or your wife "mommy" when telling your pet to go to your significant other (I'll admit it...I'm guilty as charged when it comes to this one). At least we don't call each other this in public! (people might start to wonder)

4. You continually talk about your siginificant other even when they are not around...even if you are at your friends wedding, bridal shower, wedding dress shop, ect (you really need to stop this!.. This may be considered more annoying than cheesy....wait I'm gonna take a leap and say it is DEFINITELY annoying)

5. You whisper secrets in your significant other's ear and YOU BOTH giggle....

6. You giggle in general when together.

That's my list for now folks... What do all my readers consider to be cheesy? It's okay..you can make fun of Joel and I...we can handle it now that we are no longer newly weds :).

My Mom's Ugly Sweat Pants...

As I get older, I'm starting to understand why my parents liked things the way they did...Here's a list of course..

1. My mom's ugly sweat pants. My mom bought these hideous purple sweat pants at walmart in the early 90's (maybe the late 80's...who knows) She wore those things for YEARS. They were egg plant purple. Eventually they became polka-dotted with bleach stains. They were also cuffed at the bottom. When I was growing up I never understood why she slipped into those things the minute she arrived home. I think I do now. I now have my own pair of ugly sweat pants. Granted, they are NOT cuffed at the bottom, but they do have bleach stains on them. I LOVE these pants. They are so comfortable. I can't WAIT to put them on when I arrive home after a long, long day!

2. Peace and Quiet. As many of you know, Joel and I share a car. For the most part, I love the fact that we have to share car rides every day. It gives us extra time to be together. I also love the fact that we only have to pay insurance for ONE vehicle. Sometimes, this does impede our freedom just a bit. The other day Joel picked me up from work after a LONG 13 hour day. I just wanted him to ask me how my day was and tell me what we were going to eat for supper. I was yearning for some peace and quiet. Unfortunately for me, there was a radio interview with the Norfolk Christian Basketball star, James McAdoo, airing. Since my husband LOVES sports, especially basketball, he had the radio blasting when he picked me up. He could not miss a WORD of the interview. I understand this completely, I mean he is the principal of Norfolk Christian....but I had been answering call bells the entire day. Noises had been blaring in my ears for 13 hours! I just wanted some peace and quiet. I now understand why my parents enjoyed riding in the car without the radio on. *Sigh* I'm getting soooo old!

3. "Is there snow on the ground? Then we can't turn up the heat! Put on a blanket!" This is a phrase my parents used when I was growing up. I used to BEG them to turn up the heat! But, my parents refused to until the first snow STAYED on the ground. My sisters and I would walk around bundled in blankets. I guess I understand the rationale behind this now that I pay my own heating bill.....I'm just glad I live in VA and we don't have to wait until the first snow sticks to turn on the heat.

Well, that's about all for now folks...I better get back to the books.

What Decade Should You Have REALLY Been Born In?

Have you ever wondered if you were born in the wrong decade? I never really thought about this much when I was younger...but it's really been crossing my mind lately. I think I should have been born in the 50's. Here's why:

1. I think I'd make a pretty good housewife and mom. This is what I've always wanted to do (I just wouldn't admit it before I was married)...Making cookies and washing clothes for my sweetie sounds good to me! Why do I have to be all empowered and get a job?? It seems that in this day and age I have to be a good housewife, mom and EMPLOYEE. I feel so pressured.

2. I like the t.v shows from the 50's. Life just looked simpler.

3. Poodle skirts look they would be fun to wear.

4. I love sipping on fountain soda pop, and eating burgers and fries. Thus, since many people frequented diners in the 50's...I'd fit right in.

5. I'm pretty sure women weren't expected to be as thin back then. I like that.

6. I'm also pretty sure no one was digitally fixing pictures of models back then. That's nice too.

What do you think...do I belong in the 50's?

Things Have CHANGED.

Since I've gotten married...some things have changed for the better.

1. I now make my bed every day. Before I was married, I really wondered what the purpose of 'making my bed' was. I figured I would just be heading back under the covers in about 12 hours anyway...what was the point? Now, I really do like the look of my made bed. Good thing my hubby is a neat freak:) If only I felt that way about doing the dishes after I've been at the hospital for 13 1/2 hours:)(although, I am pretty good about doing the dishes when I'm not working at the hospital...unless i have a test the next day)

2. I put my shoes away. I used to feel the same way about my shoes as I did about making my bed. I was just gonna wear them again in a few hours anyway, why bother putting them away?

3. I drink coffee. My hubby also introduced me to this. Wheewww...I really need that caffeine for those long days at the hospital.

4. I have short hair. I'm not sure if I'm excited about this or not. Sometimes I like it...and many times I don't! I miss being able to wear a ponytail.

5. I have a dog. Gosh, I just love my dog. She's kind of a silly gal...but I love her anyway. I get mad at Joel when he makes fun of her...but I'm so glad he got her for me.

6. I don't nap as often. I am a NAPPING freak. I could lay down and take a 2 1/2 hour nap any time of the day. This kind of interferes with being a grown up though...so I've been cutting down.

Well, I guess this list goes to show you that I'm sooo much better off since I married my hubby. He really is the most amazing guy ever. He even let me watch t.v. while HE did the dishes the other day...awww..I love this guy!!!

Things I just CAN'T let go of....

1. My running shorts. I bought these my freshman year of college (yes, my FIRST freshman year). The other day I noticed that they weren't staying where they were supposed to when I ran. I gleefully thought for a moment that maybe I had lost a bit of weight...and then realized that the elastic was probably stretched out. These running shorts have seen me through all different shapes and sizes...my trainer shape, my double decker oatmeal cream pie a night shape, my marathon shape (word from the wise...just because you are training for a marathon, it does not mean that you can eat as many root beer floats as you want!) and the shape I am now. These poor shorts have been with me for about 8 years and they are my FAVORITE. I just can't throw them out.

2. My childhood teddy bear. I wish I could say that Coco-Marshmallow was JUST my childhood teddy bear...He was actually my adult teddy bear too. I didn't give him up until I was engaged. I still keep him in my closet. I just can't get rid of him...he's seen me through far too much in my life! I know you all think I'm crazy now!

3. My orange Reeses Peanut Butter Cup t-shirt. I actually did throw this t-shirt out about a week ago. I had it for FAR too long. I figured that since you could see through it...it was probably a good time to let this one go. It was just SOOO comfortable!

4. My Diet Coke with Lime habit. I just LOVE this stuff. Pretty much the only time I gave it up for an extended period of time was when I thought I was pregnant. Wheww...that was a rough week.

5. School. I know, I know..it's crazy. I hate school. I hate studying...but now that I am on the brink of graduation, I keep thinking about different certifications I could get to increase my nursing knowledge. I also think about taking Spanish classes so I can become fluent in the language.

Well..that's my list. What's hard for you to give up?

New Would You Rathers...

So, I haven't written any 'Would you Rather's' lately. Here you go.

Would You Rather

1. Shower every 30 minutes or every 30 days?

2. Pass gas in front of President Obama or your mother-in-law?

3. Snore in church or in a board meeting at work?

4. Have the ability to read people's minds or have x-ray vision? (I stole this one from the Would You Rather game)

5. Lose your wedding ring or forget your anniversary? (another one I stole from the game.)

6. Skip (instead of walk) everywhere you go or hop up and down on one foot whenever you talk to someone.

So, there you go folks. That's all I can come up with for now :)

Ridiculous!

Today I was flipping through a Women's Health Magazine while I waiting for Joel at the gym. An article called "How to Be Funny" caught my attention. I wondered what tid-bit of advice they could possibly be giving in a health magazine. After reading the article, I realized they should stick to fitness advice.

1. They suggested wearing a mustache?!? What? If one of my classmates came to school wearing a mustache, I would be evaluating their mental status...not laughing at their "joke."

2. The author also suggested staying away from babies because they would upstage you. This may be true...especially if you are really bad at telling jokes. There may be a reason people think babies are funnier than you are:)

3. Laugh really loudly after you tell your joke. Hmmm....isn't that a well known social fauxpas? That's almost as bad as repeating your joke until someone gives you a [courtesy] laugh.

4. Not only are you supposed to laugh at your own jokes...you're supposed to refrain from laughing at others jokes in order to show them that your humor is more 'sophisticated.' Okay...I guess in order to be funny, you have to be selfish? Is that what they are saying?

I've decided that I'm going to stick to my unfunny self, continue playing with babies and enjoy laughing at my friends jokes. The formula suggested sounds like a recipe for "how to be snotty."