I feel that once you've met that someone, your calendar is filled with anniversaries.
But I guess that's not so bad.
Today we are celebrating our "one year of being a serious couple".
This time last year I called Alex and nervously shared my feelings.
Thankfully he felt the same.
Because that would have been rather uncomfortable.
And trust me, I felt awkward enough taking that step.
We are celebrating by ordering a pizza, and renting a movie.
We firmly believe that no one should cook on anniversaries, but are too lazy to leave home.
This week has been much better than last.
Work has been less stressful.
I got my wedding band fixed and returned.
Finally bought a bunch of different fruits. I've missed the taste of raspberries.
But the one thing that has made these week so much better is that Alex only worked 1 one night shift.
We were able to have dinners together, cuddle, and finally finish watching Boy Meets World.
Hope you all had a wonderful week.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to play some Xbox with the hubby.
Last week I casually mentioned that a diamond fell out of my wedding band.
I didn't think I would react the way I did.
I got extremely teary eyed.
Not hysterical, but it still hurt.
To most people it's just a ring.
But not to me.
It's more than that.
It's something that symbolizes the promise I made with Alex on July 4th.
It goes without saying that it was a very hard experience for me.
Thankfully the jewellers were understanding and agreed to replace the diamond free of charge.
So the past few days it's been getting fixed.
My mom offered to lend me my great grandmother's wedding ring until I got it back.
Even though this ring isn't "mine", it's still special.
The past couple days I have felt so close to a woman I never had the chance to meet.
A woman who raised my mother.
A woman who accepted the gospel after my mom did.
A woman who worked hard.
A woman who loves my granddad.
And a woman who loves me.
I can not wait for the day I finally get to meet her.
I know I will.
I used to be able to spend hours on that site, and at the end of it all I felt that I didn't have enough.
And I didn't like it.
So I took a little Pinterest break.
I was a bit hesitant to go on again.
So I decided to go on for one purpose, and one purpose only.
To get inspired.
I've been trying so hard to do things that are more productive with my time, and technically Pinterest isn't one of them.
But at the same time you can find so many fun, new ideas.
So I decided to make a new goal.
I am going to try at least one new thing every week.
Craft, DIY, recipes, a new way to wear an old piece of clothing, a different hairstyle, anything.
I'm all for trying new things, but I hate change.
It's weird, I know.
If you have any suggestions, post them in a comment.
I'm all ears :)
The past week I feel like all I have been doing is complaining about work.
Don't misunderstand, I love my job, our presentation team just feels very unappreciated by upper management.
Day after day, we find something new to be bothered with and spend close to the entire shift talking about it.
Then when I get home I spend about a half hour talking to Alex about it.
It doesn't make the problems go away, and it doesn't make me feel better (well initially perhaps, but for the long run.. no)
As much as it is important for me to vent, holding on to stupid things leave me feeling bitter and just all in all crappy.
I don't feel Christlike, and I don't feel me-like.
This week I want to make an actual effort to be happier at work, and to not let things bother and offend me so easily.
This morning while I was waiting for my ride (at 4am, yeah my schedule is weird) I was able to sit down without anyone (minus Sammy), no phone or laptop to distract me.
I just sat and thought.
I treasure moments like this where I can just think about me, family, work, friends, and life in general.
After the past week I had at work, I needed this half hour of nothing.
This week has been rough.
First a diamond fell out of my wedding band.
Next one of our new ETLs completely destroyed the Halloween section, and then 2 days later we had to put it back together. It was awful. A presentation team member's nightmare. Unfortunately for us it was a reality.
Then we had a stack of new displays that had been due on the 13th, but we couldn't finish them in time.
And on top of all of this I was stuck in the shoe department for 10 and a half hours yesterday.
But at the same time, I have so much to be grateful for this week.
I was able to attend institute and see some friends in YSA. Not to mention the lesson was incredible! I love learning about the creation.
Brigitte came over for dinner again and we were able to catch up from the past 3 weeks.
I'm rereading Catching Fire (for the 4th time) so it's all fresh for the movie.
Sammy is growing so fast, and he is such fun to have around.
Definitely has helped me with my lonely night blues.
I absolutely love the girls I work with. Even though it's stressful, they make it a blast to come in at 6 and 4 am.
Alex and I were able to spend more evenings/afternoons together. I love this boy more and more.
"If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough"
- Meister Eckhart
Thanksgiving is one of my favourite time of year for two reasons:
1. It reminds me that I need to be thankful everyday for the things my Heavenly Father has blest me with.
2. Christmas is only a couple months away.
I have been loving every single quote Alexa has posted on her blog on Sundays,
so I thought it would be fun to share some quotes with you every week.
Last weekend was spent watching the LDS general conference, there were so many talks that touched my heart (as usual)
But there was something about this quote that has stayed with me the past week.
Doubt is a normal thing in life.
We all have moments where we second guess decisions, and sometimes even our testimonies.
I repeat: Doubt is a normal thing in life.
It's just important to doubt our doubts, before we doubt our faith.
Even though this week has been exhausting, it has been so great.
Alex has only worked 2 nights this week, so we have been able to spend most evenings together, which has been lovely.
Thursday especially was an exhausting day at work (4am shift where I spent 6 hours reorganizing one aisle..it sucked), and I loved having someone at home to hug.
I didn't realize until after he left for work at 5pm, that he had cleaned the bathroom.
It was such a nice surprise.
To me that is romance.
When he does things that are on my "things to do list", but knows that I am too tired to do them, before I even know.
I love that boy.
Now I am not saying that I do everything in the apartment, I don't.
It's just nice to have someone who knows ahead of time the days where I just need a break.
+ I miss the weekend already.
+ Some women never grow out of the want for drama.
+ As much as I love my job, some days I just wish I didn't have to work (Mondays in particular.. I hate setting entertainment and electronics)
+ I love this cover more and more.
+ Apparently this blog has turned into a "list blog".. I promise, more sincere, life update posts will be coming.
It's time for an introduction.
Meet Samwise (aka Sammy).
First let me explain the story of how we got this cute little kitty.
Sit tight. It may be lengthy.
Alex and I never had pets growing up, so we both said from the get go that we wanted pets.
We just didn't know it was going to happen this fast.
About 3 weeks ago, Andrew and Kelsi found a stray (Timmy), and we immediately were smitten.
Andrew and Kelsi were going to wait and see what they would do with him once they put out posters.
After a few days of discussing budget and such, Alex and I decided we would take him if no one claimed him.
You would be right and guessing that Sammy is not Timmy.
We realized that even though Andrew and Kelsi can't keep him, they had saved him.
And we wanted to save a kitty ourselves.
I know that sounds kind of selfish, but there are hundreds of kitten in the Ottawa Humane Society, so we thought we would see if we had a connection with any of them.
We saw a picture of Sammy on Sunday, and he actually wasn't our first choice.
When we got to the shelter on Monday, the worker directed us to the cat rooms, and for some reason we walked straight to Sammy's kennel, without even realizing he was there.
He was the youngest kitten in the shelter, and shared a little room with 2 other cats (5 months old)
When we walked into the room, Hammet (an adorable white and grey kitty) immediately approach us.
Unfortunately he had a heart condition, and was a Foster first kitten.
Sammy stayed in his bed, and refused to come and say hi.
He was the most timid kitten I have ever seen.
We wanted so desperately to hold him, so the worker told us to we could go into a private room.
At first he stayed by the walls and just looked at us.
But once he discovered Alex's shoelaces, he started to come out of his shell.
Then out of the blue, I started to get teary eyed.
Alex looked at me and we both knew: This was our kitten.
Once we signed the papers, we put him in his carrier, and drove home.
The entire way home he was crying, and would try and get out of his carrier, and was so heartbreaking to keep him in it.
But safety comes first, so he had to stay in, and we had to comfort him the whole way home.
I was surprised at how comfortable he is at our place.
He knows where his litter box is (thank goodness).
He knows where his food is.
He knows where his bed is (at the bottom of our bed, obviously).
He knows who his mommy and daddy are.
Such a little snuggle bug.
And we love it.
I know it sounds pathetic, but I really feel that this kitten is supposed to be ours.
(and yes we did name him after a Lord of the Rings character)
Saturday night, Alex and I had a romantic dinner, and watch Return of the King.
I can't believe that one year ago on September 28th we went on our first date.
So much has changed in just one year.
I can't wait to see what this next year will bring.