1. Tomorrow, my husband and I celebrate 4.5 years of marriage. This is particularly significant (to me, an overanalyzer) because we dated for 4.5 years before getting married, so half of our relationship will have been spent as a married couple. (Well, really it was 4 years, 6 months, and 10 days after we started dating that we got married. So I guess on January 31 it will REALLY be half. Close enough!)
2. We're finally getting some significant snow around here. I haven't minded the mild winter at all; I'd just as soon have it be 50 degrees until mid-March, but I would like to take Elise out for some snowy fun.
3. My daughter is 18.5 months old, and I just counted and realized we've traveled with her seventeen times since she was born! This is coming from someone who went on (I think) eight trips in my life before getting married, so it feels like a lot to me! (I'm thinking overnight trips more than an hour from home.)
4. Okay, press the shame button here: does anybody else dislike shopping for gifts? Don't get me wrong: it's not that I don't have the gifting spirit, it's just that I'm terrible at figuring out what to get people. So I flail and bumble around miserably for weeks leading up to the gift-giving occasion, only to desperately purchase something lame at the last moment and then feel embarrassed to give it. There have been so few times in my life that I really felt like I figured out a great gift for somebody. Colin's dad's birthday is next month, and he is probably the toughest recipient on my list. Well, our list. But I take the lead on gift-buying in our marriage, and I tell ya what, it can be like the blind leading the blind around here.
5. I just found out it's National Cheese Lovers' Day. A rather bitter pill for me to swallow, since the Meyer Dairy was OUT of my most favoritest hot pepper cheese this week and I had to buy some absolutely tasteless Monterey Jack from Wegmans.
6. The other day, Colin and I were talking about inviting over our neighbors, a young newlywed couple. We've only talked with them a couple times, even though they have lived next door since August. Boo. At one point, we ruled out having them over after Elise goes to bed, since our house is small and we're pretty sure it would be too loud. "See, if we had a McMansion, we wouldn't have this problem," Colin remarked. Just one of the oodles of offhand remarks he's made this week that sent me into peals of laughter.
7. An update on Elise: she's talking up a storm now! She's constantly adding to her vocabulary, and it melts my heart. She loves playing the piano, stacking up alllllllll of her books, and -- I must admit -- watching Elmo. She asks me throughout the day, "watch? watch?" and I know she wants to see "Mo"; often she'll ignore the other parts of Sesame Street. Don't worry, I don't let her watch too much. :) She's a stinker about eating vegetables (read: she eats literally none), she loves anything cheesy (puffs, crackers, cheese itself), and she could eat meatballs 'til the cows come home (except they won't, 'cause they're ground up in her dinner). She is utterly smitten with her daddy, and she asks about him all day, even more than she asks to watch Elmo, which is a feat. We're still nursing and it's still her favorite thing. I've cut her back recently because I was getting worn out, and when I say "cut back," I mean we're down to 4-6 sessions a day.
|I love her.|