Tuesday, December 30, 2008
We were going to meet at Easton in Barnes and Noble. Bobby and Xax got lost getting there (something that I would learn is not uncommon with Bobby) so I hung out awhile waiting. I was up on the 2nd floor reading and looking at books when he texted me that he was waiting for me by the customer service desk. I took the escalator down, looking for him and spotted him, grinning up at me like a goofball. First impression: nice looking (I have since found him to be oh-so-cute, and quite dashing), on the skinny side (he's gained a couple since we met, which I like) and balding (hmmm...nope, don't really care about that one, except I think balding men need to keep their hair SHORT).
Meeting someone you've only talked to on the phone before and have some kind of mutual attraction expectation can be a little awkward. I knew exactly how to email him and chit chat with him on the phone, but this whole in-person thing caught me off guard. We said hi and had some vague semblance of a conversation while drinking hot chocolate. We walked over to Crate & Barrel so he could see where I worked (and I had to show him anyway because he had never even heard of the place). Then we wandered around the mall for awhile. The setting was lovely...it was evening, all the holiday lights were up, the weather wasn't too cold. But it was weird. We were trying to have meaningful conversation, but it wasn't the same as it had been on the phone. Plus, he kept picking up change off the ground. For heaven's sake! It's a gross dirty penny, or maybe a dime if luck struck. Leave it alone!
We ate at a middle eastern restaurant, Cafe Istanbul, which I really like. Bobby was excited because he was stationed in Turkey when he was in the Air Force, so we thought it would be a fun place to eat. Bobby kept asking the staff if they had particular things he remembered from Turkey...he kept asking, over and over and over. I just wanted to order and eat. We talked for a bit, about life and anything we wanted to know about each other. We got our food and Bobby didn't like any of it. I loved the hummus and he kept saying that it wasn't that good. By that time I wanted to leave the restaurant.
We walked around for a little bit more and then met up with Xax. Bobby and Xax decided they needed to leave since they had a long drive home, so Bobby walked me to my car. I hoped the whole time that he wouldn't try to kiss me, because I don't like to kiss on the first date, and I really didn't want to kiss him on the first date. We hugged (I would later find out that he thought I wanted to kiss him, but he resisted) and I drove away.
Last thoughts? Cute guy, really nice and sweet, a little goofy, but NO WAY am I going out with him again.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
So, in the summer of 2007, this guy kept sending me emails. Which I would read. Then delete. I checked out his profile once. Nice looking. His name was "Toothman"? What does that mean? Tooth fetish? He has bad teeth? He only dates girls with good teeth? And where does he live? West Virginia? Hmmph...way too far away, even if I was going to email him back.
Finally in early October I get another email from "Toothman", which of course, I read, because if nothing else, I was a faithful email reader. He said something like, "Here's the deal, I've emailed you and you haven't responded. I think you're cute, you actually live within 300 miles of me and I think we'd have fun together. So quit wasting my time and let me know if you aren't interested."
Huh, am I really a meany because I'm not responding to anyone? Yes. Is his somewhat chastising tone appropriate because, like a perfect gentleman, he has sent me 5 or 6 emails which I have proceeded to ignore? Yes. Gosh, a guy who's actually going to call me out on something and not just tuck his tail and go on to the next cute girl online. Hmmm...maybe I should email him.
So, thus began our online relationship. We emailed back and forth for several weeks. We shared a lot with eachother and I really enjoyed getting to know him. Then one day he asked for my number. Uh oh, this could be headed into more serious territory. So I politely refused. Nope, not ready yet, give me another 2 years and maybe then I'll give you my number--because if I actually called him, then that would put this fantasy relationship in the realm of reality. I'm sure Bobby thought I was the biggest pansy in the world. Every email after that he would give me his number and ask me to call him. Finally, I thought, "Maggie, you're a great big dork. It's just a phone call you wuss." So I called him.
Our phone relationship went on for a couple more weeks before he popped the big question, "Do you want to meet in person?" Gulp. Meeting would mean that we actually knew eachother, what we really looked like, who we really were...there would be no turning back from that. I said yes...with just a little panic.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Bobby came on Thursday night to help finish and, poor guy, I only had a mixing bowl and mixing spoon to eat his cereal with.
We unpacked the moving truck on Saturday afternoon with a lot of help from Bobby's friends from the ward and school--they were great and I don't know what we would have done without all of them. Now, unpacking means that we just shoved it all into the house wherever it would fit since Bobby had been to busy with finals to prep the house for my move in. It was a little frustrating for the first couple of days trying to navigate around the mess, but we started digging in on Monday and began to make a dent.
I knew it was going to be a huge undertaking, but I think it just about did Bobby in. This was just like working floor moves for me, so I was fine...but Bobby only does delicate dainty work with his hands on a day to day basis, and the manual labor pooped him out every day.
So, now it's Saturday again, and the house is finally 95% done.
The living room:
The piano room:
The guest bedroom (for friends and family who will need a place to lay their heads if they ever make it to Morgantown):
The office (still a work in progress...):
Whew! Am I ready to fly to Utah and take some time off!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
When it comes to wings I can really put them down...I enjoy eating and eating and eating. Much to the surprise of some of my friends who haven't seen me eat a lot. Every so often the girls from work go to Buffalo Wild Wings on Tuesday for cheap wings and we have a great time eating and talking and laughing.
We went this week and had fun at what was potentially the last wings night together. We ate lots of food (there always seems to be food involved in functions that involve Crate people) and laughed, told stories and enjoyed being together.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Bobby's birthday was on Friday (he's now the ripe old age of 34, so make sure you wish him happy birthday!) In my family, whenever it's someone's birthday, they get to request what they want for dinner and what birthday cake they'd like...it's a tradition that equals yumminess and the birthday celebratee feeling uber special and other members of the family not necessarily liking what they're eating, which can be quite enjoyable for the celebratee.
Bobby requested lamb chops with some scalloped potatoes that I make that he's crazy for. The lamb was delicious and he immediately requested that it make the cut and be put in my recipe binder. I have to admit, this man is pretty easy...all I have to do is cook a good meal for him and I can get away with just about anything. Well, maybe not that much, but it sure softens him up.
He requested carrot cake for dessert, and we enjoyed gorging ourselves on the sweet goodness.
Happy birthday, baby! I love you and look forward to lots more birthdays with you!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
So Bobby's back has been hurting him lately, so, like the kind, loving woman that I am, I offered to massage it for him. Apparently he enjoyed it so much that he became a big ball of goo and couldn't get up, so I wrapped him up and left him there. I love my silly man.
Friday, December 5, 2008
So, I told him we needed to go through the storage room in his basement and sort through everything and figure out what he wanted to keep, toss and donate/sell. His basement was a death trap. Boxes piled high and the only way to get to the other side was to take everything out of it. We emptied out the entire store room, and it looked like a disaster area.
When we had almost finished emptying it out I saw three pretty large boxes stacked on top of each other and I asked him what they were. And now comes a story that epitomizes the kind of man that Bobby is. While he still lived in Utah he went to a Lowes that was closing and was selling everything off for super cheap. Now, Bobby isn't the kind of man to pass up a deal, so when he saw three $200 toilets for $1.50, he couldn't resist. Three toilets?! "What on earth were you going to do with three toilets?" He shrugged, "Sell them or something." Now, here's the kicker: These three toilets include just the bowl! They're half toilets! And, they were discontinued so we'll never be able to find the other half! If we're lugging these things around for the rest of our lives, I'm going to be slightly disgruntled.
Anyway, by the time we finished the basement looked beautiful, organized, and *gasp* you can actually walk through it.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
My last day of work at Crate was on Tuesday. It was a rough day...tears were shed, lots of laughter, good food to eat. I've loved working at this place and the hardest part of the move to WV is leaving this behind. I've become good friends with everyone and it's a second family for me. We've shared so many memories, some good, some bad and we've laughed and cried together.
This is the only job I've had where there hasn't been a morning when I didn't want to come to work.
I love these people and want to give a shout out to all my friends at Crate & Barrel: Anita, Kelley, Angela, Leah, Nita, Miles, Marcia, Jack, Sarah, Libby, Lindy, Mandy, Tim, Chris, Dan, Nancy, Marcus and everyone else, you guys are the best!
Monday, December 1, 2008
Bobby and I had a wonderful Thanksgiving together. It was the first one that I was in charge of and his mom was going to be there, so needless to say, there was some pressure to make it the best Thanksgiving ever. And since I love a good challenge and I love to cook, it was a lot of fun. Bobby and I were in charge of the turkey, yams and apples, stuffing and creamed corn. And it turns out that Bobby can make some mean creamed corn (if given the proper recipe and a little lovin' to keep him going....creamed corn can wear a man out!)
This was the first turkey I've ever done and I have to pat myself on the back a little, because, man, it turned out good! According to a couple of the eaters it was "the best turkey I've ever had" and "the juiciest turkey I've ever tasted". Pretty good, no?
And of course there were laughs and lots of memories made, and we enjoyed having Bobby's friend Chad there to have fun with us.
And here's the Berry family (well, as of December 27th I'll be a Berry, and Shannon will join the ranks in March).
Sunday, November 23, 2008
1) Go to your pictures
2) Go to the 4th folder
3) Post the fourth picture in that folder
4) Tell about it & tag 4 people
I went to Arizona to visit my sister and her husband, Jonathan in March last year. The purpose of the visit was the Ostrich Festival, but that's a whole other story. The first night Jonathan thought it would be a great idea to make smoothies. So, like a gentleman, he started the preparations and proceeded to break the blender. This is his "Oops, I broke it" face.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Last week my girlfriends from the ward threw me a bridal shower. There were about 20people there and we had a great time laughing, talking, eating A LOT of food and enjoying each other.
My good friend Ciera organized it and had a fun surprise--a video of Bobby talking about our relationship. One day I'll have to chronicle the beginnings of our dating, because we've both fessed up to the fact that after our first date, neither of us would have pursued this relationship under normal circumstances. But, thank goodness for fate, inspiration or whatever you'd call it, because neither of us listened to ourselves but decided we needed to give it a try.
I received some wonderful gifts from the ladies, some wonderful words of advice and some great memories. I'm going to miss my friends from the ward when I move; they've offered a lot of love, support and great times together.
Monday, November 17, 2008
So Bobby texted me on my drive home and said, "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!" and my heart totally dropped because I utterly forgot, but then I smiled a huge goofy grin because I love this man of mine. And I can't believe it's already been a year that we've known eachother because in some ways it feels like we've been friends forever and I can't imagine NOT knowing him. And then sometimes I look back at the time and think how fast it's flown, and it's gone by so fast since it's been so much fun!
Baby, I love you so much and am so thankful for all you are and the joy you bring to my life!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Anyway, I put Bobby to work on the risotto so that I could get down to business with the chicken (I love it when he helps in the kitchen!) If you haven't made risotto before, it's a very simple but fairly time consuming process of stirring a hot liquid (stock, water, etc.) into arborio rice. You have to stir the whole time so that it gets rich and creamy, and while the end result is nothing short of amazing, one does happen to get tired of standing and stirring for so long.
So Bobby got lazy, and couldn't stand any longer.
I guess if you're going to slave over a hot stove, you might as well do it comfortably.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
1. Much like Maggie and her need to point out furniture, I zone in on.....yes, that's right, right on the mouth. Its so funny to study about teeth and then see all these little things you learn applied in real life.
2. I definitely have a need to be right, which is a hoot because my dear Maggie has the same need. We have found that google is the best source of resolving our "points of view" on whatever subject we might think we are right on. I have kept a rigorous tally and I am happy to say that I am ahead :)-->I'm gonna pay for that comment.
3. I am a huge foodie! This comes from having two parents who are both amazing cooks and showed their love through doing things for their children; we always had "good eats!"
4. My grammer really stinks and my handwriting is atrocious, but I don't care enough to ever do anything about it.
5. I pick up pennies because they bring great luck and because its one step closer to a million dollars. I have an area of change for found coins and one for spare change from my pocket, these can never get mixed because found coins are sacred.
6. I am pretty darned nostalgic!! I keep things because I love to go through boxes and remember the feeling I had when I used that item. Some might call this a hoarder, but I call it a collector of memories.
I added two extra because I have way too many quirks and I couldn't stop with just 6...
7. I might be random on some things but much of my life is pretty regimented. I have to do certain things each day or that day cannot be complete.
8. My views are pretty black and white, very few grays. This saves me a lot of confusion about topics and time wondering about the externalities. So far this approach leads to quirk number two :)
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Our walk lasted about an hour and so it was about time to go but the Furyan in her had different ideas (if you understand this statement please place two cool points on your character :)
Thursday, November 6, 2008
1. I'm a picker...a really bad picker. If there's any sort of object on your body that should or should not come off, it's my duty in life to remove it. This falls into the realm of gross, why are you sharing it, but there it is. A peeling sunburn, scab, you name it, I'm going to pick.
2. I always lock every door the minute I'm inside. That includes my apartment, my car, anywhere. I don't think it's an innate fear that someone will break in but that something terribly wrong could happen. In my car I have this notion that if the door's not locked it might fly open and I'll fall out.
3. I look for Crate & Barrel product everywhere. You don't realize it but it's in every magazine, tv show and movie. And then I'll point it out to whoever is nearby...usually to someone who doesn't care, but whatever, they don't need to care.
4. I'm horribly nosy. I have to know what's going on with everyone, all the time. I'll eavesdrop on any conversation and add my two cents if there's incorrect information going around. I have to pry into everything to find out every secret anyone has. Bobby has stopped giving my hints about surprises and things he's planning because he knows I won't let it rest until I know everything.
5. I love science fiction and fantasy. Lord of the Rings is my favorite book, and like Annie, I find it terribly annoying when anyone refers to it as three books...it is not three books, it's one book divided into three parts. Star Trek is awesome (we're talking Next Generation here, not Deep Space Nine or Voyager or any of that other silliness that came later), and I can't wait for the new movie. Battlestar Galactica is the best show on tv and I'm going to be sad when it's over. If it is a book or a movie that involves space ships, elves or dragons, I'm probably going to like it. Yes, I'm a geek and I'm proud of it.
6. In church, I cringe everytime I hear someone announce what hymn we're going to sing and they say, "We'll sing the hymn on page number...." Come on! Everyone knows the hymns are what's numbered in the hymnbook, not the pages! Argh!
I tag Jonathan, Lilly, Abby, Linda, Katie and Amber!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
So Bobby has officially claimed the title of Best Fiancee Ever. I knew he was close before, but Tuesday cinched the deal. Classes were cancelled on Tuesday because of the election and so I assumed that he would be spending the day cleaning his house (who am I kidding?), studying (nope, he's rejoicing after getting a 90% and an 86% on his tests--way to go, baby!), and working out. Instead, as I am walking out the door of Crate & Barrel to go to lunch, who pops in but Bobby! With a bouquet of red roses in hand!
And here's the kicker....he drove three hours just to meet me FOR LUNCH. Not for the afternoon or the rest of the day, but just for lunch. We ate food and walked around for an hour before he got right back in his car and drove three hours home. He made me feel so special, so loved and like the most important person in the world.
I'm so excited to marry this man I think my eyeballs might pop out of my head!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Now take this specimen for instance:
This dental student has made it abundantly clear on many an occasion that he LOVES dental school, it's what he's always wanted to do in life, he enjoys learning and is having FUN (yes, that is the actual word used) in school.
Now, this specimen has a fiancee who has seen what dental school can do to a person...including buggy eyes, incoherent speech, memory lapse and general dishevelment. And while he may swear that he loves dental school, his fiancee may tend to think at times that his brain has indeed gone a little nutty. But she still thinks he's going to make one cute dentist.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
We came back to my apartment and had ice cream sundaes and sat and talked. I'll definitely miss these guys when I move in December, they're both so much fun and it's friendships like this one that makes moving bittersweet.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Maggie and I are coming up on a year since we last went to Cabela's and we decided to commorate that time with another visit. For those who haven't been there it is a place of magic and wonder. If you ask Maggie, the magic and wonder come from the magic that anybody would ever go there and wondering how she ever fell in love with me after I took her here?? :) You can obviously tell by her reaction in this pic that she is giddy as a school girl to take this field trip.
Of course we all must know that there is dentistry in everything. Here we are at a furious polar bear showing me his pearly whites. If you can't tell from the pic, I am pointing to my choppers and his. I think he was upset because Maggie was wanting to run around the store dressed in hunter orange and that scared him, thank goodness I stopped her.
What can I really say about this pic?? Maggie and I were discussing geopolitics and out of nowhere comes this 9 foot bear wanting to crash our conversation. Maggie got scared, squeeled, but really she had nothing to fear....I was nearby and would surely save her....as soon as I got this picture.
So I have something a little embarrassing to admit...I don't know the difference between a yak and a musk ox. I inappropriatley set up this picture to depict a double yak. I was really feeling in the groove with capturing the expression and struggle of our generation with this talent I have been blessed with, my craft, my photography that is me....but then Maggie crashed the vision with realization that it wasn't a yak after all. It looks like a yak doesn't it?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
But sometimes, dental school can be excruciatingly painful. Like when there's three tests in one week, or two tests on the same day, or when the students practice giving eachother injections (I think I could handle the tests better than the...shudder...shots). So it's times like those that I know the friendships Bobby's made in school mean a lot to him. He's got buddies to commiserate with and celebrate with.
Here's his friend Dave.
And Josh. Good times in dental school...whether he's acing his tests or barely squeaking by, they're there for eachother, through thick and thin, through teeth and gums...It's just beautiful isn't it?
Sunday, October 19, 2008
We spent the day eating lunch at a chinese restaurant, eating ice cream and the best part was spending a few moments in the park. The leaves turning made it a wash of brilliant colors, and the sunshine and crisp air was perfect. I love beautiful fall days!
We found this statue dedicated to those who fought in the Civil War:
What I do enjoy about these funny little places where we meet is learning about the local history and the interesting stories behind them. We've definitely made some very fun memories along the way, and though I really won't miss all this ridiculous meeting for a few hours and saying goodbye, I will enjoy the experiences we've had learning more about eachother and finding little spots that are just ours.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
We stopped first at a Philippino grocery store to pick up some ingredients. Bobby served his mission in the Philippines and when he found out this little store existed in Columbus he was ecstatic. We've gone before and he loves talking to the people there and picking up some really interesting food. While we were there he asked for some advice on the dishes he was going to make.
The first was a Philippino dish that Bobby loves called Chicken in Adobo (I think that's right...) It's a combination of chicken, potatoes and rice with a soy/vinegar sauce that in theory sounds absolutely delicious. In theory. Something went terribly wrong however and while the meal was edible, and I might even go so far to say it was okay, let's just say I didn't want to lick my plate clean. But I thought my man looked pretty darned cute in the kitchen trying to impress me like he used to.
On Sunday he tried again:
And the results were much better! The tuna appetizer was quite delish...although he made it with some subpar frozen tuna steaks that I had on hand, so being the modest chef that he is, stated that it was only okay.
The turkey dish was delicious! We roasted some turkey thighs and he made a Thai style sauce with peanut butter and coconut milk that was quite tasty if I do say so myself.
I love it when he cooks for me and does sweet things like this...Let's just say it's romantic.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Now, Bobby on the other hand, can throw a frisbee quite well. His sailed through the air beautifully. Although, I think he looked a little silly.
He kept telling me, "Snap your wrist! It's all in the butt! Use your hips!" I think he just wanted to see me waggle my derriere in front of him.
And by the time we were leaving the moon was fat and lazy in the sky and absolutely beautiful.