1 - Man 2 - Dogs 3 - Mini-vans 4 - Kids 5 - Houses 6 - Mouths to feed 7 - Cars 8 - Is great but I can think of anything for 8...it's open for debate. 9 - Months of pregnancy X4! 10 - Employers (between the two of us) 11 - The day he proposed 12 - Years of bliss
So we've been making good use of our Disney passes. I've been the awesome mom hauling 4 kids solo on Friday afternoons to the park. Bless early release days. However, I wondered what Disneyland would be like sans kids. Peaceful? Probably not. Relaxing? Nope. A heck of a lot of fun? Absolutely.
~We got to see characters and no one had a melt down with fear. FYI it's enlarged because I love this shot. All the people smiling at the couple and the castle in the background.~
As a post anniversary celebration, Trev and I unloaded the kids on various relatives. Will went to Mimi and Papa's, Abby to Auntie Ashley's, and the big boys hung with Aunt Cindy. Then we drove our little (cough, cough) selves to the happiest place on earth and unleashed the party. We played so hard on Friday that we were trashed til...wait...I guess we still haven't recovered.
~My cutie patootie in line at Splash Mountain (see the splash?) and just looking generally hot.~
To say the least, it was a very different experience. I love, love, love taking the kids, but I have to admit, this was so much fun for me. Running from ride to ride with my best friend was awesome. I was able to take him on several rides that he has had yet to experience (Toy Story-it's incredible, Buzz Lightyear, Soarin' Over California). We were able to go through the trauma that is Tower of Terror for the first time together. I was shaking when it was over. Terror isn't an exaggeration. But, still, I liked it. Who doesn't love a little paralyzing adrenaline? As a side note, I had to call Becky after we got off. She called me stupid for riding it at all. She'll love the fact that after TofT we went straight to Soarin' over California. She hated that one too. I can't understand that. It's one of my favorites.
~Some teenagers taught us a new game. It helped the long lines (this one for Space Mountain) seem shorter. We got into it, what can I say?~
Anyway, we had a blast. We had dinner in the overpriced Naples. Lucky for us, the overpriced food was the bomb.
~Me at dinner. I've become so self conscious in front of the camera that I end up looking like a dork. I'm much happier behind the scenes.~
It was such a perfect day with my buddy. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I like him. A lot. I could hang out with him all day and still want more. Thanks to everyone who watched our spawn. We owe you! And a curse on Preston's coach who threw an 8:00am practice Saturday morning robbing us of the opportunity to sleep in without the kids. A plague on your house, sir. A plague on your house.
I made a DVD for Trev of the past ten years of us together. It's amazing to watch yourself grow and grow (emotionally and physically) in 10 and a half minutes. It has been an absolutely fantastic decade. I couldn't be this fat and this happy without him!
~Sad that this pic is a year old and is the most recent of us together.~
9/11 was a pretty great day for me. For instance in...
1915-My Grandpa was born. Pretty good day.
1975-My Cousin Melanie was born. Pretty great day.
1998-Trevor proposed to me. Freakin' awesome day.
2000-Found out I was going to be a mommy. In my top ten best days.
2001-Well this one kind of put a sour taste in my mouth (understatement).
I have 4 pretty good reasons to love September 11th and I'm not going to stop just because some jerk is trying to instill fear into my life. It's not going to happen. I'm not trying to disregard the tragedy, it's just that there are other, more positive reasons for me to commemorate this day. So, Happy Birthday Melly, thanks for asking me to marry you Trevor, Happy "Way to get Pregnant" Day to me, and Happy Patriots Day all!
OH... MY... OZ! Not to brag or anything, but my husband kicks all your husbands you know what! He suprised me with tickets to WICKED last night for our anniversary. Wa hoo! He arranged a babysitter for the kids (once again, Heather and Kirk, we owe you) and took me out to one of my favorite places to eat. In and Out.
This post is going to blow in my opinion. There's no way to put into words how WICKED AWESOME WICKED was!!! Ahhhh! So good! The Pantages theatre is amazing, the acting, phenominal. But the music, oh the music! "What Is This Feeling?", "Popular", "As Long As Your Mine", "For Good", and my favorite "Defying Gravity". That one was just so...just so...WICKED AWESOME! It ends the first act, but puts off more of a finale vibe. It totally leaves you wanting it never to end. I got choked up, I'm not going to lie to you. Amazing.
~The Pantages Theatre~Us Leaving Satisfied~
So, I just read over this, and I'm just not feeling like I'm getting my point across. It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (sob, sob, sob) GOOD! If you can go, do! Don't wait, go. Right now, go. You're not going. Go!
Once again, my husband, perfect. WICKED, WICKED AWESOME. If you can go, go. End of story.
~For all you "Phantom" Fans~
~Elphaba and & Galinda in "Popular"~Elphaba and Glinda in "For Good"~
~Elphaba & Glinda~Elphaba in Defying Gravity~
Here's a couple of videos of Defying Gravity for you. The first one is a condensed version, it also features the Elphaba we saw last night. The second is the complete version with Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenowith from the original Broadway production. I just wish you could experience what it was really like!
It's our Anniversary! Nine years baby! I wanted to scan pictures of our dating and engagement and wedding days, but I don't know how to work my scanner (don't judge me). We were pretty cute back then though:)
I could write what I wrote in my journal back in those days. "He's so cute...I wonder if he loves me as much as I love him... I'm practically begging him to propose and he still hasn't"...all that stuff.
I could tell you about the day we met (at the Plasma center by the donor scale). I could tell you how we were introduced, by Ashly who was dating his roommate Jared, (Ashly: "Trevor this is my friend Brenda. Isn't she cute? You guys totally need to go out but it can only be as friends because she's waiting for a missionary."). I wasn't that impressed. In my defense, I was a little blind at the time. Or I could tell you about the next 6 months that, Trevor says, he was "working his Miles' charm" until we finally went on our first date (to Movies 8 where we watched Rainman, and then to Brick Oven). I could tell you that the only reason we went, was because Ashly didn't want to go on her blind date alone. I could tell you about the miscommunication (due to the vicodin Trevor was on at the time) that led Trevor to believe he was on a date with Ashly (he asked Jared if it was okay first, since they had dated, he said "Sure! She's a good kisser!"). How Ashly forced our hands together to hold (so juvenile). How it took him 2 more dates to kiss me (on Ashly's couch in the Liberty Square Apartments). Looking back, it seems like Ashly was very "present" in the beginning of our relationship.
I could tell you that he left for home 3 weeks later and we began the dreaded long distance relationship. I could tell you about the first trip I took to his house (ironically the one we live in now) and my mothers advice to, "not be too loud". It felt like he was gone for so long that summer! Absence makes the heart grow fonder, though, and he came back at the end of August. It took him almost a month later to propose. I thought I would die! It took foreeeeeeever.
I could tell you about that long awaited night, when he took me to dinner (at Brick Oven) and then faked having a stomach ache and left me alone at the table for 20 minutes. When he came back he was with his sister, Chelsea (who took pictures) and roommate Jeffrey (who serenaded me). He got down on one knee, his face beet red, and asked me to marry him. I said yes, and the rest is history.
I could tell you all this, but I won't. It's too personal.
There's been 5 homes, 4 fish, 3 kids, and 2 dogs since then, and I love him more than ever. I'm almost embarrassed about the amount of love I had for him the day we were married. Don't get me wrong, I did love him. A lot. It just pales in comparison to how I feel now. He's my best friend, and my buddy. This may sound weird, I don't really know how to say it, but I really LIKE him. I don't just love him because he's my husband, but I like being around him. If I could pick anyone in the world to hang out with, it would always be him. I really couldn't prefer anyone more.
