So here's the thing with Saturdays. I kinda like always really want to write on Saturdays. Isn't that weird? During the school year I won't touch my blog with a ten foot pole on Saturdays. But during the summer I am drawn to it. Like nothing is better for my blog than a Saturday morning and my pjs and a quiet time just to write.
Blogging has become quite complicated to me. I'm still trying to figure out how to balance it all, and perhaps that will be a lifetime struggle. Somehow I feel my blog week gets totally booked. Monday I have to announce a link up, Tuesday is a guest post, Wednesday I have to show this outfit, Thursday is Throwback Thursday and Friday is the group giveaway. When is there time left to just write?
Which is why I'm kind of in love with Saturdays on my blog. I don't schedule anything on Saturday because it wouldn't be fair to the sponsor because traffic is down. So Saturdays are always open. During the school year this meant I didn't post anything on Saturday. It was my free day. But now I see it as my day to just write and write and write.
The pictures below were taken on Greg's 25th birthday. The only thing Greg wanted to do on his birthday was see Pacific Rim in 3-D and isn't that such a boy thing to want to do on his birthday? The truth is that he knew I would never go see that movie with him normally. It would demand a special occasion the likes of a birthday. So he took advantage of the situation, declared the only thing he wanted for his big day was to see Pacific Rim with his sweetheart. And that is how I ended up watching a movie about fighting robots wearing 3-D glasses that give me a killer headache and eating popcorn that is way too buttery for my likes and way too expensive for me to ignore. Ah, he's a lucky boy isn't he?
Movie theater popcorn represents a lot of the differences in our marriage. I grew up with eight kids in my family- there was no such thing as popcorn at the theater- in fact, it was a rare day when we even went to the movies. Can you imagine- to take ten people to the movies? That's 100 bones just in movie tickets. Because I was raised without movie theater popcorn, I never want it now. I see it as a total waste of money. Greg sees it as necessary to complete the movie experience because growing up he always had popcorn at the movies. (Only two kids in his family- they ate popcorn to their little heart's content!) A movie wasn't a movie without the popcorn! So now every time Greg and I go to the movie we always have to decide "Do we get popcorn or not?" Greg begs for it, I beg not and isn't it a weird world where whether or not you buy popcorn is a legitimate issue in your marriage?
Sidenote: Strangely enough I am kind of interested in how you all were raised. Do you get popcorn at the movies? Or do you even go to the movies? And what does your significant other think of the whole conundrum?
Here's another weird issue in our marriage we have to face. What kind of milk do we buy? Skim or 1% or 2%? (Whole milk is definitely not even an option. Shudder.) And when do we throw the milk out? See, Greg is a bit paranoid about food going bad. He generally thinks milk is no good when it gets to two or three days before the expiration date. Heck, in my family we'd drink it after the expiration date as long as it still smelled halfway decent.
Here's another: how long are leftovers good for? I'll eat leftovers for a week. Greg only likes to eat them the day after, or maybe if we're lucky two days. Therefore, I'm always trying to get him to eat leftovers and lying about when the food was made because I know he won't eat it if it was made five days ago. Honesty is for the birds when it comes to leftovers.
These are the things no one tells you about before you get married.
Blogging has become quite complicated to me. I'm still trying to figure out how to balance it all, and perhaps that will be a lifetime struggle. Somehow I feel my blog week gets totally booked. Monday I have to announce a link up, Tuesday is a guest post, Wednesday I have to show this outfit, Thursday is Throwback Thursday and Friday is the group giveaway. When is there time left to just write?
Which is why I'm kind of in love with Saturdays on my blog. I don't schedule anything on Saturday because it wouldn't be fair to the sponsor because traffic is down. So Saturdays are always open. During the school year this meant I didn't post anything on Saturday. It was my free day. But now I see it as my day to just write and write and write.
The pictures below were taken on Greg's 25th birthday. The only thing Greg wanted to do on his birthday was see Pacific Rim in 3-D and isn't that such a boy thing to want to do on his birthday? The truth is that he knew I would never go see that movie with him normally. It would demand a special occasion the likes of a birthday. So he took advantage of the situation, declared the only thing he wanted for his big day was to see Pacific Rim with his sweetheart. And that is how I ended up watching a movie about fighting robots wearing 3-D glasses that give me a killer headache and eating popcorn that is way too buttery for my likes and way too expensive for me to ignore. Ah, he's a lucky boy isn't he?
Movie theater popcorn represents a lot of the differences in our marriage. I grew up with eight kids in my family- there was no such thing as popcorn at the theater- in fact, it was a rare day when we even went to the movies. Can you imagine- to take ten people to the movies? That's 100 bones just in movie tickets. Because I was raised without movie theater popcorn, I never want it now. I see it as a total waste of money. Greg sees it as necessary to complete the movie experience because growing up he always had popcorn at the movies. (Only two kids in his family- they ate popcorn to their little heart's content!) A movie wasn't a movie without the popcorn! So now every time Greg and I go to the movie we always have to decide "Do we get popcorn or not?" Greg begs for it, I beg not and isn't it a weird world where whether or not you buy popcorn is a legitimate issue in your marriage?
Sidenote: Strangely enough I am kind of interested in how you all were raised. Do you get popcorn at the movies? Or do you even go to the movies? And what does your significant other think of the whole conundrum?
Here's another weird issue in our marriage we have to face. What kind of milk do we buy? Skim or 1% or 2%? (Whole milk is definitely not even an option. Shudder.) And when do we throw the milk out? See, Greg is a bit paranoid about food going bad. He generally thinks milk is no good when it gets to two or three days before the expiration date. Heck, in my family we'd drink it after the expiration date as long as it still smelled halfway decent.
Here's another: how long are leftovers good for? I'll eat leftovers for a week. Greg only likes to eat them the day after, or maybe if we're lucky two days. Therefore, I'm always trying to get him to eat leftovers and lying about when the food was made because I know he won't eat it if it was made five days ago. Honesty is for the birds when it comes to leftovers.
These are the things no one tells you about before you get married.
