Where has the time gone?

As I sit here and think that in just 2 more months, Sean & I will be celebrating our first year of marriage. HOLY. COW. Where has the time gone? Seriously though, it feels like yesterday I was walking done the aisle to meet my other half. This year has brought tons of  bear hugs, kisses, belly laughs, some tears, some anxiety(like how were going to pay ALL of our bills, seriously, its not even right). But most of all, this past year has brought us even closer than before. I have learned so much more about him, and him about me. Like he now knows that if we start watching a movie at 9pm, I WILL fall asleep after the opening credits, and I learned that he sleeps in the most ridiculous positions known to man kind. This morning I found his head in the middle of our queen size bed, wrapped like a caterpillar and his feet halfway off the bed, I mean really? That cannot be comfortable.

He learned that I hate to cook, and that baking is the only way to go. Cookies for dinner? Of course.

But after 4 years together, 1 year engaged and now almost 1 year married, I love him more than anything in this entire world. Even more than red M&Ms, and that says a lot.

We have been through so much together, and at the beginning of our marriage, I had a lot of health issues that scared us both. We made it through that, just like we will make it through everything else. Life with him is perfection. That is only word I can use to explain our relationship with each other and with life.

Now we get to share that love and perfection with a  little puppy that loves us so much. It is funny how having a puppy prepares you for children. In the past 3 weeks, I have learned more about dog poop than I would ever like to know. Learned about vaccinations, worms(gross) and puppy vomit(again, gross). But he is such a little angel. I honestly cannot wait to have children. But I can wait, if you catch my drift. :)

 Happy Weekend Everyone!

~Lindsey

Blessings....

Do you ever have those days where you come home from an awful day at work, and the only thing you want to do is lay down, put covers over your head and lay in pure silence because you think you cannot take it anymore??

Yesterday I had one of those days...

As I walked into the house after what felt like the longest 8 hour day ever, I see my husband, my puppy, be lazy, and I got this huge smile on my face. I felt for once in my life, at complete peace. I felt calm. I felt so safe. I felt strong. I felt independent. I said to myself, I love my life. I thought to myself that no matter what bad things happen during the day, I have this to come home to.

Sean had the biggest grin on his face, and said "Look Oscar, look who is home, it's mama." Hearing those words come out of his mouth made my heart skip a beat. How does he always manage to make my heart still pound after 5 years? Mama. Just then, I had thought, how wonderful it will be to have children with this man. To have him say that to a child as I walk into the door. To hear those words, it made my day. For the first time in my entire life, I felt at peace.

As a newly wed, I hear the "So when are you going to try to start having kids" sentence about 20 times a day. Does this surprise you? Whenever I hear others ask me this question, I feel half sick to my stomach, nervous, clammy, and pretty sure I turn green. Having kids? NOW? My answer in my head is "OH GOD NO". But I always manage to say "It has only been 9 months, I'd like to enjoy being a newly wed for some time longer, before we bring a child into our lives." Sounds mature enough, even though inside my head I am screaming and gasping for air, and teaching myself to breathe, as if I already didn't know how.

When Sean said the word "Mama" I turned to a complete puddle of mush. I felt calm, and suddenly the thought didn't scare me half as bad as when others would ask about it. When Sean smiles at me, or we talk about baby names, or talk about the future it NEVER scares me. Sean has this way of making me calm, and saying all the right things, and he doesn't even know he does it.

Grant it, I am still aware Sean was talking to our puppy Oscar, and not a child, but someday...someday..

For right now though, Oscar is our child. He does everything a child would do(sometimes even more) and trust me, we are both completely worn out as he does keep us on our toes. But we love him so much.

~Lindsey

The True Meaning of the word, Friend....

In the past couple of months I have made some serious changes in my life. Very positive, good changes I might add.

I have noticed that friends that I have had forever, or friends I had recently met were in every way, shape and form trying to bring me down, push me around, and all in all, compete with me. If they were my friend at all, they should already know that I am the least competitive person on this earth.

When my friends get new cars, new jobs, get engaged, get married, have babies, I am beyond excited for them. But when this happens to me, friends seem to get angry with me, drop me, and act like "Oh I will beat her first". I will buy that brand new house and have a kid and do everything before she will".

Please help me understand the reason to compete and just be happy for your friend. There is no reason to try to "One up" someone every time.

I spoke with the only person I can trust about anything, my husband, on this topic and asked his advice. He kept saying to hold my head up high and not let competitive friends bother me. He said "Your 24 years old,  your successful, your busy, and you don't have time to put up with friends who backstab you, or try to put you down for things you never did.

I finally came to the realization that he was indeed, correct! I didn't have time to put up with high school like drama. I am a married women, I do not need this.

A couple of months ago, I decided I was going to sell Mary Kay and become self employed for a part time job and still keep my full time job. I didn't realize how much it would change my life and for the better. I currently made top sales for last week, and I have met some amazing women who are all about being there for you. Were happy for each other. Happy when we make a large sale, happy when one of our girls buys her first home, has her first baby, gets engaged, husband comes home safe and sound from Iraq, etc. Were always there for one another. No Jealously. No Bull. Just plan excited for everyone and happy to be friends with every one of those beautiful women.

Mary Kay has indeed changed my life. God knew this was His plan for me.

Thank you God for surrounding me with friends who actually care about everyone and care about me. I am truly blessed to know each of these women.

They are what a true friend really is.

I said goodbye to high school drama and said hello to adult life.

So far, Adult life wins!

*Lindsey 

What She Wore....

Hello Again! It has been awhile!

I am consistantly seeing those blogs of "What She Wore" and find them very interesting for women. Specially for those of us who feel they lack in fashion sense. I believe all women feel they lack in fashion sense when they really don't. I know if there is one thing I lack, it is not fashion sense.

I have a passion for fashion <--yes, that sounded just as lame out loud as it did reading it.

My fashion sense is different then everyone elses. Sometimes I swear if I see a girl wearing Ugg boots with leggings and a North Face I may throw up. I won't lie, I own a North Face, and leggings, but I don't wear them because EVERY women on planet earth is, I wear them because there comfortable. In my opinion there are too many followers when it comes to fashion and wardrobes. Be yourself. Have your own style. My style is very vintage. 1940s to 1950s. I do own contemperary items as well of course, but I do enjoy my Jackie Kennedy dresses, hats and sunglasses every now and again. Fashion is like music. When you hear a contemporary song, you think "Yes, good beat." Then you hear the lyrics and you think, "What happened with the world"? Why is every song about sex and women? The you hear a 1940s song by Etta James, and you know she was talking about true love when she sings "I'll be seeing you". (My ultimate favorite).

Same with clothes. Some outfits women wear today are saying "You know you want it, so I am asking for it". While others are prim, proper, and stylish even if you are a little behind in your years.

Call me an old soul, but there is nothing like a pencil dress, floppy hat, big sunglasses and hair in a bun.

Teach your daughter that yes, men do find it sexy when a women knows her body, and knows how to dress. Most of the time, leggings and the North Face are not going to pull it off.

Enjoy these links of some of my favorites!

http://www.modcloth.com/shop/hats

http://www.modcloth.com/shop/casual-dresses

Enjoy!

-Lindsey

Christmas....

Last evening, as I celebrated Christmas at my parents house, I realized how different Christmas is for me now as a married grown up. I remembered so many things that we would do during this time of year as a child. When my brother and I were really little, I would wake him up at 6am and we would talk for over 2 hours about what we think Santa brough us. My parents set a rule that we were not allowed to wake them up until 8am. Pure torture to 5 and 7 year old in my opinion, but now I understand why.

In my family, Christmas was always about Jesus and the Holy Family. My family & I are very active catholics, so we never lost the true meaning of Christmas, even when we were little. My parents taught us that presents were not the true meaning and the reasons we receive presents.

At home, each person takes us there own turn opening there gifts. One at a time. I love this method because Christmas isn't over in 5 minutes and you can actually see what each person has. Most people think this is absurd but even as a little kid, it taught me patience. Also, only one special gift was from Santa. The Santa gift was always a higher priced item and always something specific that we asked for. We weren't allowed to open that one until last. The anticipation lasted all morning and was so much fun!

I remember one particular conversation I had with my brother one year as we waited to wake our parents up. Talking about how we both heard reindeer hoofs on the roof and heard bells on Santas sleigh. It is amazing how much imagination each child has and it is something I miss as an adult. I think as we get older we loose imagination and loose faith more and more. The Christmas Season helps us regain the Christmas spirit, faith and the imagination.

My parents actually taped our conversation regarding Santa. I may be a bit biased, but it was cutist conversation I ever saw between two people. "Well, maybe Santa did this, maybe that, do you think he ate the cookies and drank the milk", did you hear the hoofs last night"? And on and on and on.......

While your with your families today, never forget how truly blessed we all are, and to never loose that fun imagination.

Sean & I left out cookies and milk for Santa this morning and when I woke up, they were gone! It put a huge smile on my face, and I loved that Sean did that for me last night after I fell asleep. It brought so many memories back for the both of us. Also helped us create new traditions that we can later pass on to our own children.

Merry Christmas Everyone & God Bless!


-Lindsey

Home Sweet Home Thanks To Target

I'm back to posting blogs again! Been gone for awhile...

The reason being is that Sean & I moved into a house! We couldn't be more thrilled!

As we are moving everything in and decorating for Christmas, I have come to the conclusion that I have an unhealthy obsession with Target.

Why you may ask? Well, they have EVERYTHING! literally! EVERYTHING! The only thing Target doesn't have is a produce section and if they did, I would never have to walk into a Wal Mart again. Ahhh...how pleasant would that be?

I walked into Target yesterday with a small list. You know the ones. The essentials. Trash bags, tissues, etc etc. So why did I walk out with a $150.00 receipt? My husband is no help. He is just as bad as I am. We walked out yesterday giggling like little kids on Christmas with treasures.

We found Christmas Ornaments, lights, garlend, wreaths and all kinds of things to make our home just the way we want for our first married Christmas.

Last night we came home, unloaded our treasures, decorated the tree and living room, and slow danced to Christmas music. It was perfect. It was everything I ever dreamed our first Christmas being.

To everyone out there, from our home to yours, we hope you have a Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!

To all the families in Conn. we are praying for you and your lost little angels. I pray God blessings each of you through this time.

~God Bless.


-Lindsey

All I want for Christmas....

Life seems to be going at a speed that I cannot keep up with. Days pass by at the speed of light and I sit in bed and think "Wait, I have 2 weeks to get everything done, how will I ever do it all".

Life threw us a very unexpected curve ball this last week. After Sean & I got married, I told him that our apartment was ideal for a single person, but for 2 people and all there belongings, it was a tight squeeze. At first, he didn't understand why I thought this. I'd wake up every morning, and run into something, whether a laundry basket or a hamper or a bed leg. I felt that everywhere I thought I could move, I couldn't. You may be reading this, and thinking "She is just a clutz" or "Why don't you clean up things and you won't step on them". The only place I felt I could move  in our bedroom was on our bed.

The kitchen was the same way. There was no room for 2 people to be in there. If Sean was cooking, I couldn't load the dishwasher at the same time. Between this and the noise from our neighbors, living was becoming more and more difficult.

My parents had recently purchased a home to use as a rental. I had looked at the house and loved it before Sean & I got married. I knew we wouldn't be able to break our lease and I knew I had to at least try living there. After we got married, I felt like all I ever did was clean because the area was too small for anything. Also, it was a far drive for work. I mentioned to Sean that we should look at the house again together, just so he had an idea. He didn't like the idea at first at all. After seeing the house, he knew it would be a good decision to move.

In 5 short days, we realized that the house was ours, and that our notice that we would be out of the apartment was all settled.

Now what?

Packing of course! I had just got everything unpacked, so this part is annoying! But I keep thinking, this is the right thing to do. We will finally have a home!

For Christmas, all I wanted was a beautiful tree, a fireplace, and my sweet smiley husband, and a home that we could actually call "home".

Merry Christmas to us!

Everything I could ever have prayed for or dreamed of, is coming true.

God is so good!

-Lindsey