Angelaboration posted this and I thought it was fun.
The Bernard Pivot Questionnaire (made famous by Inside the Actor's Studio):
Q: What is your favorite word?
A: trabajabamos (Spanish: First-person plural (nosotros, nosotras) imperfect indicative form of trabajar.)
Q: What is your least favorite word?
A: pudding
Q: What turns you on?
A: reading is pretty sexy
Q: What turns you off?
A: arrogance
Q: What is your favorite curse word?
A: asshat
Q: What sound do you love?
A: my husbands snoring
Q: What sound do you hate?
A: water pipes in the wall (yes, there is poop coursing through those icky pipes just inches behind your head.)
Q: What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?
A: interior designer or childrens book author
Q: What profession would you not like to participate in?
A: podiatrist, feet are gross.
Q: If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
A: Yahtzee!
There you are. Now I really kind of hope God exists because jeez, that would be sweet.
10/31/08
10/27/08
boxed
I've been boxing up the apartment for the past few weeks (slowly and lazily), and the past couple days things have been less homey and housey- but the place I've loved and slaved over making ours is suddenly feeling emptier and emptier.
It's kind of a hollow place now. The walls that were once vibrant colors, shelves filled with our things- now the picture frames are all stacked and covered in bubble wrap, the walls are primed in a stark white leaving our place feeling like it's not ours anymore.
I leave for LA this coming weekend... and I'm just feeling the pangs of leaving a life (no matter how unrooted) that we've started together.
This is our place.
Now jimmy is moving into a little one bedroom here in Dallas with a short lease while I go out to LA and get a freaking job.
It's not really the traditional "honeymoon period" of the marriage... it's making us both try and savor the time we spend together.
It's making us both remember the long distance thing we've done before. How hard it really is.
I don't know how it is for men in a long distance relationship.
For me, and maybe other women, it's hard because of the little stuff. It's hard because of the loneliness that comes from not being able to tell them how your day went face to face, or share dinner with, or cuddle with while watching the new house.
It's silly and honestly inconsequential in the long run for a few months of separation... but it's sore none the less.
But it's all worth it. I know we are making the best choices for us, we are embarking on a big adventure together- even if we're not physically together for a little while- we are in this together and it's pretty exciting. I kind of love and hate the feeling of change. It's so scary... and at the same time exhilarating and it makes me feel full of so much.
It's kind of a hollow place now. The walls that were once vibrant colors, shelves filled with our things- now the picture frames are all stacked and covered in bubble wrap, the walls are primed in a stark white leaving our place feeling like it's not ours anymore.
I leave for LA this coming weekend... and I'm just feeling the pangs of leaving a life (no matter how unrooted) that we've started together.
This is our place.
Now jimmy is moving into a little one bedroom here in Dallas with a short lease while I go out to LA and get a freaking job.
It's not really the traditional "honeymoon period" of the marriage... it's making us both try and savor the time we spend together.
It's making us both remember the long distance thing we've done before. How hard it really is.
I don't know how it is for men in a long distance relationship.
For me, and maybe other women, it's hard because of the little stuff. It's hard because of the loneliness that comes from not being able to tell them how your day went face to face, or share dinner with, or cuddle with while watching the new house.
It's silly and honestly inconsequential in the long run for a few months of separation... but it's sore none the less.
But it's all worth it. I know we are making the best choices for us, we are embarking on a big adventure together- even if we're not physically together for a little while- we are in this together and it's pretty exciting. I kind of love and hate the feeling of change. It's so scary... and at the same time exhilarating and it makes me feel full of so much.
10/16/08
mooned
I also want to mention, during my bloggorific day- that I had the coolest honeymoon ever. Somthing akin to "an affair to remember", only without the sad parts and the aunt in Italy. I'd like to think myself a little like Deborah Kerr- I did get to wear a very pretty dress and get served a delicious and decadent five course meal surrounded by glitz and old fashioned glam and my very own Cary Grant.
We went on a cruise from NYC to Halifax, Nova Scotia and then stopped in five places along the east coast. It was amazing.
The weather was perfect. Canada is amazing in that part of the country- the leaves were starting to change and the views were spectacular. It really was like being in a movie. We had a lobster bake in Maine, went on a pub tour in Halifax, saw fenway in Boston, toured Acadia National park, enjoyed going to the casino on the ship and being treated like royalty... it was really just so much fun.
Being the youngest people on board got us a lot of attention from everyone else- seeing as the majority of out co-passengers were geriatrics, we really were having a ball.
Oh, and does anyone remember Mark Berry from OHS class of 2001? Well, he was on board as a drummer in a band. How cool is that? Go Chiefs.
So yes. I fancied myself a 1940's movie star for my wedding and my honeymoon. Can you blame me? I loved every second of it.
We went on a cruise from NYC to Halifax, Nova Scotia and then stopped in five places along the east coast. It was amazing.
The weather was perfect. Canada is amazing in that part of the country- the leaves were starting to change and the views were spectacular. It really was like being in a movie. We had a lobster bake in Maine, went on a pub tour in Halifax, saw fenway in Boston, toured Acadia National park, enjoyed going to the casino on the ship and being treated like royalty... it was really just so much fun.
Being the youngest people on board got us a lot of attention from everyone else- seeing as the majority of out co-passengers were geriatrics, we really were having a ball.
Oh, and does anyone remember Mark Berry from OHS class of 2001? Well, he was on board as a drummer in a band. How cool is that? Go Chiefs.
So yes. I fancied myself a 1940's movie star for my wedding and my honeymoon. Can you blame me? I loved every second of it.
married
So I've been a procrastinator. I should be packing, painting and putting all the clothes where they belong.
Instead I'm finding many reasons to put if off.
Here are my favorite pictures today:
Kendra and Danielle helping put my veil in place. I love ready-room wedding pictures, you can feel the anticipation and excitment in them.
I think the reason I love this one needs no explination.
Mom, Sara and me in the photobooth. Gosh, we're pretty ladies.
This one just makes me happy. They are so cute.
Every day I find I have a new favorites.
Being married is much like being in a serious relationship... only you arent worried anymore. The little things that annoy you dont really matter. It's not scary to talk about the future- your stomach doesnt feel like the bottom is going to fall out when you discuss kids and careers and moving.
It's really, well. Refreshing to have a partner that is solid. Being married just makes me feel like I'm whole.
That's so cheesy and wierd but really- I love the fact that I have someone in my life that I can love unabashed and wholely and trust with everything that is me. From my love of the nerdiness to balancing the checkbook to sore feet after work to talking about politics that matter to us. I mean really- I feel freed by my choices.
I guess that's how I know that it's right. That I dont feel confined in anyway, instead I feel like new doors have been opened.
It's so strange to think that it would make this big of a difference... and still, none at all. I wouldnt have guessed. It is hard to put into words. I knew I wanted to get married in life- but I never knew it would be like this.
I hope that you, dear reader, may find the happiness that sets you free.
Instead I'm finding many reasons to put if off.
Here are my favorite pictures today:
Kendra and Danielle helping put my veil in place. I love ready-room wedding pictures, you can feel the anticipation and excitment in them.
I think the reason I love this one needs no explination.
Mom, Sara and me in the photobooth. Gosh, we're pretty ladies.
This one just makes me happy. They are so cute.
Every day I find I have a new favorites.
Being married is much like being in a serious relationship... only you arent worried anymore. The little things that annoy you dont really matter. It's not scary to talk about the future- your stomach doesnt feel like the bottom is going to fall out when you discuss kids and careers and moving.
It's really, well. Refreshing to have a partner that is solid. Being married just makes me feel like I'm whole.
That's so cheesy and wierd but really- I love the fact that I have someone in my life that I can love unabashed and wholely and trust with everything that is me. From my love of the nerdiness to balancing the checkbook to sore feet after work to talking about politics that matter to us. I mean really- I feel freed by my choices.
I guess that's how I know that it's right. That I dont feel confined in anyway, instead I feel like new doors have been opened.
It's so strange to think that it would make this big of a difference... and still, none at all. I wouldnt have guessed. It is hard to put into words. I knew I wanted to get married in life- but I never knew it would be like this.
I hope that you, dear reader, may find the happiness that sets you free.
10/7/08
wed
Dear Kate,
You are now a married lady.
Crazy, huh?
Love,
Kate
ps. Everyone said I looked lovely. I think lovely wasnt really the right word. Happy. I am full of joy. (Joy, what a silly looking word to have so much meaning.)
You are now a married lady.
Crazy, huh?
Love,
Kate
ps. Everyone said I looked lovely. I think lovely wasnt really the right word. Happy. I am full of joy. (Joy, what a silly looking word to have so much meaning.)
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