My Reunion

So two weekends ago my graduating class and I hit a milestone, we had our 10 year reunion.  Now, 5 years before this we had a 5 year reunion as well.  That night consisted of a pot luck in Shawnee Mission Park and then a trip to a local bar.  5 year reunion, NBD, totally planned that one in like a week.
10 year, so not NBD.  Totally a big deal.  My friend Michelle (and if I'm being honest, mainly Michelle) were in charge of this blessed event.  The first task, tracking down our class.  For real, there were 33 of us, and we had to track people down.  2nd task, figuring out what the 33 graduating people were willing to pay for a reunion.  (Because its not gonna happen if no one will pony up the cash).  3rd-zillion tasks were getting all the little details figured out that neither Michelle or I had dealt with since planning our weddings!

By the day of both Michelle and I were vowing that (1) we would never do this again and (2) that a 15 year reunion would NOT occur.  By the end of the night though it was all (at least I think) worth it.  We watched a bunch of videos from our senior year, marveled at how incredibly young we all look and got to catch up with some people we hadn't seen in a long time!

5 things Friday: The Spencer Edition

1) Spencer rocks.  He cleaned our bedroom while I was at Nike this week and ALL our laundry is off the floor.  It no longer looks like a tornado hit our room.

2) I love to wake up in the morning and roll over to find Spence still in bed beside me.  He has to be at work at 6am, so unless its the weekend this does not happen very often.

3) My favorite part of the morning is when I sleepily wake up when Spencer kisses me goodby, he does it every morning even though he's pretty sure I am only awake part of the time.

4) I cannot believe that 5 years has gone by since I met Spence, I feel like the luckiest lady alive every day I get to be with him.

5) This weekend we are going to a Royals game, our first date was to a Royals game.  Spence introduced me to 5 of his best friends and their SO's that day.  I was pretty excited that he wanted me to meet his friends, but pretty freaked out that it was our first date!

5 Years Ago....

I met the love of my life. 
At someone elses wedding, while I was dating someone else.  Oops?

Let me back up a little bit.  In college I dated a very nice boy, D.  D and I met at the end of our freshmen year and started to hang out.  He was, shall we say, alternative? when we met.  Meaning he only shopped at Hot Topic and didn't own blue jeans (18 year old me thought this was way weird).  He was very fond of the black t-shirts with the sayings on them like "if I throw a stick will you leave?" etc.  Despite his outward appearance, he was also a very nice guy, great soccer player and a frat boy.  I know.  (Although the frat boy thing was fine, since I was in a sorority.)  He seemed nice, he was pretty cute once I got past the slightly different clothing we started to hang out. We dated all the way through college and were "that" couple for the first few years of it, lovey dovey, always together, light of each others lives etc. 
Over the years his clothing changed from Hot Topic to Gap, and then to country, complete with boots and cowboy hat.  Those weren't the only changes that happened. I started to be really unhappy in our relationship, when I look back at it I was just generally really unhappy with me as a person, but since the biggest part of my life was my relationship with D they were pretty intertwined.  Being a stubborn girl (and after all, we were in love, we were going to get married, I couldn't REALLY be unhappy right?) I refused to walk away from it and by the end we were "THAT" couple.  The ones who fight, who go "on breaks", who really don't seem to have anything in common anymore etc. 
We were on again, off again and so forth for about the last year.
The last straw for me was when I had a wedding to attend for one of my sorority sisters.  D had told me he'd asked off work and was good to go with me, (I really am not a fan of going to weddings without someone to walk in with and sit with, I know I'm weird).  The day of the wedding, turns out he hadn't actually asked off work and didn't tell me till I was on my way to pick him up.  He said he was afraid I'd be mad at him because he forgot.  -- one of the issues we were "working" on this time around was him being honest with me and not telling me things I wanted to hear--  There were a lot of things that this day triggered for me, but mostly it was that I was done.  Done trying to pretend that this was going to work, done trying to pretend to be happy etc.  So I went to the wedding, alone.  Well, alone with 15 of my closest friends, but dateless.  As I sat in the pew, I was contemplating the talk that D and I would need to have the next day to discuss our lack of future, and I was trying very hard not to let anyone know because I'm pretty sure I was mortified that everything my friends and family had been telling me for the past 18 mos about mine and D's relationship was true.  Ugh, I hate it when I'm wrong...... 
And then.......the cutest boy I'd EVER seen was walking people down the aisle.  I mean seriously.  I nudged my friend and commented on the fact that the usher was WAY cute.  The wedding happened, and then the cute usher made another appearance at the reception, (well duh).  After a while I noticed him staring, so I walked up and said something witty like "so are you going to stare at me all night, or did you plan on asking me to dance at some point?"  I know, I have some guts after a few beers.  (I found out later that he hadn't really been staring "at me" he tends to stare when he's had a few drinks, I prefer the version when he was staring at me and thought I was awesome, so usually I stick to that version, he tells me that he did think I was pretty awesome)

There were a lot of mitigating factors that evening, my mental state was unstable, there was a LOT of beer and the usher was WAY cute.  Way cute, and I was pretty sure D and I were done anyway, it was a small detail that he hadn't been informed of that yet.  Oh the tangled webs we weave......

The usher and I hung out after the reception, he drunkenly offered me flip flops from his apartment so I could go on a drunken walk (I do like to go on drunken walks) and we ended up staying up till 5 am the next day talking in his room.  (yes we were actually talking, that's not code for anything else thankyouverymuch.)
Not long after that night D and I were done for good**

So, I don't recommend meeting your future husband when you have a boyfriend, but I do recommend being honest with yourself about your feelings and not dragging an already wounded relationship through the mud on your way out.  Pretty much the only thing I'd do differently if given the opportunity was to know myself well enough and to have been honest with myself when I knew that D and I weren't going to work.  Because, it was way before the day I met Spencer.

** D is now happily married with a baby on the way, he and I don't really talk anymore (which is understandable given the fact that I didn't exactly handle our break up like an adult), but facebook stalking is a great way to keep up with people.

Utter Randomness, no seriously.

I like going on vacations with my husband.

I would totally live here.

My baby cousin is the CUTEST baby ever.  I miss her.

I want this place for dinner.  It's sushi that comes to you on a train. AMAZING.

My furbaby is super cute.  He hates pictures though and tries to avoid the camera. I got him this time though!

FINALLY flower pictures

So I've been trying to post pictures of the flowers in bloom in the yard for like a week now.  The computer and I have been in a fight.  Seriously, the only person not surprised is my high school yearbook advisor who watched me crash the high school network right before the last major deadline my senior year......(she never let me near the computers on deadline day after that..)

ANYWAY.  Here are a few pictures of what the flowers in our front yard have amounted to.  I'm pretty happy with the lillies especially!

We have 2 bushes of these in our front yard, unfortunatly you can never see the flowers very long bc they are too heavy for the plant and end up on the ground!

I was informed this is a German Bearded Iris.  Its fun to know plant people

Ah, the weekend is FINALLY here

And not just any weekend mind you.  THE weekend.  My 10 year high school reunion.  10. Years.  Seriously, where did the last decade go???
I mean, sure, I went to college, so that was 4 of the ten years.
Then I did a year of law school, so we're up to 5.
Left law school and ended tumultous relationship with college bf.
Met Spencer and fell head over heels in love, bought a house.
Worked as a collector for 2 years, so thats 7 accounted for. Somewhere
in the mix Spence proposed and we got married.  Switched to working as in insurance claim adjuster, and have done ever since......so yea I suppose that's a decade of my life accounted for.  OMG.

My friend Michelle and I have planned the reunion and let me tell you, wedding planning has NOTHING on this process.  Because you see, when you plan a wedding YOU control the budget, if you don't have money you just switch things around.  With reunion planning you don't get that option.  You have to get the cash from your classmates prior to being able to book/pay for things.  Needless to say up until today we were pretty sure that we were  going to be spending about 100 each  to put this on.  Luckily the last minute ppl have come through and we may actually break even on this who she-bang. 

We have decided that we will be gearing up for a 20 year reunion and skipping that pesky 15 year one that people had discussed....

Pup sitting and thoughts on a 2nd dog....

So this week the hubs and I are Pug sitting for some friends who are in Hawaii.  George and the Pug (Cooper) have been buddies since they were teensy tiny pups when Spence and his friend Brandon were roommates. It's good for George to have another puppy friend to play with, and it only seems to reinforce Spencer's wish to get another dog.....for me however its a reminder that for all of George's "issues*" he's a pretty low maintance dog, and I like it that way!

*at Georges yearly appt we got loaded down with a new medicated shampoo that will help with his dry itchy skin, histimines that should be taken 2x a day to assist with his grass allergy (and also help with the dry itchy skin) and ear drops because he had ear infections in both his ears.  My dog is the weezy kid in class. 

One thing we've talked about is the need for a fenced in back yard before we get a 2nd dog.  Since that has fallen below Europe on the prioroty list I don't think we'll be getting a 2nd pet any time in the very near future....