Monday, November 7, 2011
NeRdY tHiRtY
Thursday, January 28, 2010
*sigh*
So today after work I head straight to the massage place to get my prenatal massage... I knew they couldn't do any kind of deep tissue massages because apparently I could go into labor (umm, yes please!) but it still was amazing! I left feeling far more relaxed than I'd felt in a crazy long time! SO the hour to myself for a massage isn't even where it ends - a text was waiting for me in the car with directions to stop at Cheesecake Factory to pick up an order of my favorite meal that he had called ahead and ordered. as I was waiting in line to pick up the order all the cheesecake in the display was staring at me calling my name - but I'd been spoiled enough, I didn't need the cheesecake, especially since J's not a huge fan so I couldn't even spin it that I got something for us to share. The lady pulls out my food, I pull out my card and then she pulls out... a piece of strawberry cheesecake - he included it in the order!
now I'm just going to sit here content and comfortable. seriously, my husband is phenomenal.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Rocket Science
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maybe he'll build us a house on the moon next... ha!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Year of the Brownie
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Beautiful Surprise
Today was my first day back at work - it was actually easier than I thought it was going to be, but that was solely because Bella was still getting over a cold so Justin stayed home with her and I didn't have to take her to day care yet - and when I got home Justin had a surprise for me to keep my spirits up.
He took a bunch of videos we've taken since Father's Day and put it to the song I had in a previous post... my wonder boy makes my heart happy! It's too good not to share:
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Pomp and Circumstance
Justin graduated with his Master's degree in Engineering from the University of Akron on Saturday! I'm not sure I could be more proud of him. He had a full-time job, has consistently been an amazing and attentive husband (and father-to-be!) and managed to graduate in just two years and finished his graduate career with a 3.850 grade point average (which not to brag, but since he deserves the praise: that's technically all A's, but a few were A-). He's phenomenal, simply put!
I was hesitant when he first talked about going back to school for his graduate degree... how we would pay for it, how much time it would take away from life at home, if it was the best timing if we were hoping to start a family, etc. etc. I never doubted his ability to succeed, I can't picture him ever failing really, I just wasn't sold on the idea it was perfect timing. Go figure I'm the one with doubts and he has faith that everything we need will be provided. As it turns out, his work paid for his degree and he just has to stay with the company a couple more years (if we move or anything we'd just have to pay them back) and I got a job with the Cavs so nights away from home wasn't a big issue since I had so many game nights and events to work. -plus we adjusted schedules and made the most of weekends taking short trips or planning the days so they weren't wasted.
The day of graduation was awesome (once I threw some elbows and got a good seat in the middle of the auditorium for photos, sorry to one particular grandma, but her student was getting their baccalaureate, mine was getting his masters! I'm terrible!) when pomp and circumstance started up by the band the uncontrollable tears welled up. I can't imagine how proud I'll be when my own child graduates because when it was my best friend and husband I couldn't help but cry. I'm SO proud of him!
-and because the day couldn't go entirely without drama, when Justin put his robe on that morning (trying it on any earlier just wouldn't make sense!) he called me in the room and held up his hands to show what looked like oven mitts--the end of his sleeves didn't have holes for his hands! The look of confusion on his face was completely priceless! I came over ready to cut holes with scissors if necessary, and saw these small slits about six inches up on the sleeve... both arms had them so I slipped his hand through the slits and it looked like he had bat flaps, it was so bizarre! We got to the auditorium though and luckily all the other graduates with their masters had the same bat flaps on their robes, so I guess we figured it out (?)
How many Master's students does it take to get a polyester robe on correctly...







