Life, in general, has been pretty stressful these past weeks. I don't say "these past three weeks" or "two weeks" or any specific number because I have no idea how many weeks it's been stressful here, for one reason or another. And for the most part, all those reasons have been pretty good! But stressful nonetheless.
In a nutshell, I'm in a new position at work and I'm 2 months and 1 day away from my wedding. Yeah, things are a wee bit stressful. So I come home, having run out of words to use and am in general exhausted. Unless wedding presents have arrived. In which case I look more like this!
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DH and I hung pictures today - it makes the house we'll be living in seem like home instead of a place we're renting. Plus we remembered how amazing our engagement pictures are! Thanks, Little Bro and Library SIL for the awesome picture frame, it was finally put up! We also hung my present from my parents when I graduated with my doctorate - pictures of Italy.
I have always loved the Oscars. And I've always wanted to through a super swanky Oscar party. That wasn't quite in the cards this year, but we did throw an Oscar get-together with a couple close friends. We dressed up and drank champagne and frozen drinks, ate great food and She and I discussed Oscar fashion while He and DH talked reddit. I love having friends over!
Weirdly enough, as social as Henry is, he usually is a little AWOL when company comes over. But once they leave he's all up in our faces, demanding attention and love. He's currently shoving his food bowl around the kitchen floor in an attempt to get more food. People, he weighs 14 pounds and is not yet a year old. He does not need more food than is vet approved! Of course if he doesn't get more food his version of waking one up includes a full speed run into the bedroom and a pounce on top of me followed by a slightly confused "Mrouw?" at 4am. As though he had no idea I was there, but since I happened to be just in that spot and am now awake, doesn't food sound good?
Surely kids will be easier, right? Please don't break my illusion of parenthood!
Oh, DH and I signed up for our next run. It's not a half marathon, it's not even a 10k. But it is going to be one of my favorite races ever. It's a 5K run to support The Neuroblastoma Foundation here in the Deep South. All of the proceeds will go back to the oncology department of the children's hospital where I work and one incredibly special person will know that I support him in this way. I can run. I can't cure cancer. But I can run. If you'd like to donate, please visit http://nbwalk.org/default.aspx. I have had the honor of working with more than one child who has been facing this giant. These families are courageous and wonderful and heartbroken and these kids are so brave in the face of what would often bring us adults to our knees. Please support them if you have the time to visit the website and feel led to give.
And on that note, good night!
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