School...

Hello all,

So school has officially started again, and with it comes the large bills for text books and other supplies. Sigh. Anyway, I hafta say that this was the morning that was hardest to wrap my mind around, of all the other mornings since our wedding. It was just so weird waking up next to Greg to get ready to go to school with him then packing our lunches, and heading out the door together. It sorta blew my mind. Anyway, I'm sure I'll get used to it.

I won't belabor the class descriptions...there was really nothing exciting; although, I did get what I think will be the largest syllabus package ever...44 pages!!!!!! yikes! Couldn't believe how big that thing was...

Greg and I celebrated our last day of summer with morning church, a trip up to Gardens to walk around as well as snap some pics of my creations for my etsy page, and then a long dinner (vegetarian shepherds pie). Mostly we just relaxed and hung out...but now, the real work begins. Somehow, we are going to have to manage to juggle work and school...along with rehearsals and film shoots...and still keep the quality of life we have enjoyed in the past 2 months. Yikes...

Various and Sundrie Details

So...I really don't have much to write, but again...trying to stay true to the blogging.

Let's see...

Well, yesterday I was sick. Today I am still a bit sick, but nothing like yesterday. I don't really know what was wrong, but it was not fun. However, Greg made me soup and wrapped me up in a fuzzy blanket (thanks NaNa and Popsie) when he came home from work. Random side note: I really like it when Greg comes home from work...it is definitely my favorite moment of the day. I'm not always here (sometimes at work or elsewhere) but as much as possible I like to be home when he walks in the door. Now I know how puppies feel. Anyway, it is just a really nice feeling. Back to the original topic, I have no idea what is wrong with me, but I believe I am getting better.

In other news: I'm taking steps toward making my jewelry business a reality. Right now it is a meager Etsy store with fairly blurry photos, but it is a step in the right direction. Luckily, pictures are forthcoming as are listing for the other items sitting on my desk waiting to be photographed. I'm fairly excited about the prospect...although thoughts of school diminish the excitement of a jewelry business as there will be no time for beading or sitting on the couch to see Greg when he comes home from work...oh school...anyway

Speaking of school, my one outing yesterday (I felt so sick I didn't want to move), was a meeting with my advisor at PBA. We finally got my class schedule figured out...(yes, a mere 4 days before the start of classes...not advisable). I'm taking the smallest load of credits ever! 19!! Horray...no more 23 credits...ugh...and it looks like I may graduate on time!! joy of joys...what a surprise. For those of you wondering why I wasn't going to graduate in 4 years, basically my program looked like a 5 year and it was up in the air whether I would be able to squeeze it into 4 1/2...but I've been taking ungodly amounts of credits since the start of my PBA career, and I am now on track to possibly graduate in the normal 4 years. There is still a possibility that I will have to take an extra semester for student teaching...but not definitely!! Horray!!

Hrm....sundrie is a funny word...I don't know if it's even spelled that way...but who knows, it's Old English...Anyway, it reminds me of sundried...like sundried tomatoes and California sundried raisins. Well...it is nothing like sundried, and it is certainly an interesting word. I guess I could have something to do with sundried...like sailors who have various and sundrie adventures on the high seas...and get sundried in the process. I assume that would happen if you stood out on a boat too long.

Well, that was a random thought process. Apparently that is what happens when I don't have enough interesting information to tell.

Adventuring

The thing I love most about Greg: Everything I do with him...no matter how simple...always feels like an adventure...

We found this cute little plant in the middle of the sand, so Greg replanted him with some friends...Greg was very attached to the cute little plant.

These are some creatures we managed to find in the very un-alive rock pools....I asked why there were no creatures in the Florida rock-pools...Greg said most things can't live in them...he was almost right...we found one creature who definitely was unable to survive in a rock pool...and he smelt bad! The little crab was the find of the evening...he was so cute.

Smiles...

Progress/Count Your Blessings/pear yogurt (not necessarily in that order)

I haven't had much to write lately, but I'm trying to keep up with the blogging, so I'm going to pretend something interesting happened.

Guess what??!!!??? (This is me pretending something interesting has happened) I cleaned the fridge today!! So this is actually my least favorite chore, but it did cause me to realize something: for the first time I was thankful that our fridge is about a quarter of the size of a normal one. I don't like it's size right after I've done our grocery shopping for the week, but when I have to clean it, I'm glad that it isn't any bigger. I really hate cleaning fridges. The fridge is probably the thing that has cause the most strife in our barely married life. (I may be exaggerating a bit). I think a fridge is an ok size when I can fit a week's shopping in it. Yeah, I'd like a little extra space, but it's ok. Greg thinks a fridge is the right size when it fits everything I'm going to feed him in a week, plus at least one entire pack of gatorade - and the freezer must fit regular food plus a few boxes of taquitos. I have tried to explain that it is ok to keep 2 gatorades in the fridge to chill while the others reside next to the fridge in our "pantry spot." He's been a pretty good sport, but when he forgets to replace a gatorade he took from the fridge (or God forbid I forget to replace one), the subject comes up again.

Speaking of a pantry, Greg put up our "pantry shelves" last night. This was very exciting. After an almost completely unsuccessful trip to Home Depot last night, we came home with what we thought was the worst possible solution to our lack of space for canned and dried goods. It turned out to work very well (pictures will be included with the "little house" pictures). So anyway, that was quite an exciting moment. Now we have space for all those lovely things that usually go in a cupboard. It is quite exciting.

In other news, I have discovered something revolutionary in the world of yogurt. I'm a longtime fan of Yoplait yogurt and their many flavored yogurts. In middle and high school I ate one for lunch everyday. Anyway, on one of my first grocery adventures after returning to the little house I discovered that Yoplait makes pear yogurt. I love pears, but I figured this would be a flop as are their coffee, key lime, and white chocolate cheescake flavors (those are all gross). Anyway, I decided to give it a try. Truly, this is the most amazing flavor of yogurt ever discovered. I am in love. (I know I shouldn't use that term lightly...but you have to try this stuff...it's amazing!!!). Consequently, I now buy pear yogurt on every grocery adventure. So far I have supplemented the pear yogurt purchasing with other flavors like blueberry and rasberry (some of my old favorites), but I always seem to eat the pear first, and then find myself dissapointed when I have to eat the others. After a few weeks of this I will probably learn to only buy the pear ones. Anyway. That's probably enough about pear yogurt.

So, I think that is about all that is going on right now. I've probably spent too many words talking about too few things, but I do believe that this is the express purpose of a blog.

If she were Snow White...I'd probably be one of the seven dwarves...

Today I have a day off. So, I've just been spending it getting some of our post wedding stuff taken care of, thank you cards, name change forms, etc. I went and had lunch with Greg at work, which is always nice, and then headed off to Target to spend a gift card (still don't have that bank account) on some baskets for organizing our shelves. Not that this is very exciting information, but aren't I supposed to tell you what I'm doing? Well anyway, it gets more exciting. As I was deciding whether I should get plastic, sea grass, cloth, or willow baskets, my very dear friend Mary Beth Shaw called. Mary Beth and I met the year before I started college. I came down to visit PBA (aka Greg) and while I was there PBA was supposed to have its Spring Formal. Greg and I planned to go, but it got cancelled. I'm not exactly sure how the next series of events unfolded, but it went something like this. Greg and his suitemate Drew Darr decided it'd be fun to still go out to dinner in formal attire and hold our own type of formal. On a Friday afternoon around 3 or 4PM Drew called Greg and said, does 5 tonight work? Well...we were at the beach...sandy and gross....and it was only about an hour or so from "Formal night"...Greg said "Yeah that works" and hung up. I looked up at him sleepily from the towel I was laying on and said "what works hunny...?"...I'm sure you can imagine how the rest of the scene unfolded. Anyway...we rushed back to campus where I ironed my dress on the floor as I couldn't find an ironing board where I was staying. I rushed downstairs to meet Greg, who happened to be with Drew and another friend, Seth. I met both of them (as we previously had not met) and Drew went into the dorm to get Mary Beth. Mary and Drew were quite fond of eachother at this time, but they weren't calling it "dating"....I think everyone else knew better though. Anyway, they were dates for that evening. So I met Mary. She looked awesome. She is pretty tall, had a gorgeous red prom dress on, and she has this awesome curly hair. Anyway, none of this outshines her bubbly personality and kind heart. As can be imagined, she was very welcoming to me as the only member of the group who didn't currently attend PBA. She introduced me to all the other girls and their dates (most of the girls were her roomates). We went out for an awesome dinner at Seito's Hibachi Restaurant and then danced in city place where there was some sort of band playing. I went back to high school (that sounds so weird now) and Vermont a few days later, knowing that I would be coming to PBA in the fall. Mary and I sort of stayed in touch through facebook etc. and I was of course ecstatic that summer before school started that she and Drew had finally announced that they were a couple. As Drew and Greg remained good friends, there were plenty of opportunities for the four of us to hang out. We went on all sorts of adventures and had all sorts of fun. Greg and Drew were roomates in a house off campus this past year, so Mary and I both spent quite a bit of time there. Anyway, I'm so glad to be her friend.

The funny thing is...Mary Beth and I really are good friends...yet we're so different. First of all, Mary Beth is from Georgia, and I'm from Vermont. She is straight from Gone with the Wind and I'm totally a Yankee. We both know the Civil War is long over, but you all understand...
unless you're from Florida, then you're really confused about whether you're from the North or South. Anyway, that didn't seem to stop us, although I was glad she doesn't have too thick of an accent. Last fall, I had the chance to visit Georgia and thought it was just beautiful, and this summer Mary Beth was in Vermont for my wedding and her sentiment was the same. So, we got past that. Secondly, Mary Beth is all girl. Not that I'm not, but Mary Beth should have been born a Disney Princess. If she could wear her tiara all day...she would...and yes, she definitely has at least one. I would rather not even imagine myself in a tiara...unless it was corn starch and biodegradeable or something. Anyway. The point of this blog is, Mary Beth's prince finally popped the question. Wahoo! So exciting...she's been waiting for this...The best part is, Drew is basically a Disney Prince...he lives right by Disney, and even worked there. I don't think he played one of the princes...but I do think he was Goofy or something, so that must count for something. Anyway, he's as close to a prince as you can get, and for Mary, he is the most perfect prince you could ever imagine. These guys are amazing, and Greg and I are so lucky to be friends with them!!!

Anyway, back to the original story. Mary Beth called me, and asked me to be a bridesmaid in this awesome southern, fairy-tale wedding!! I'm so excited!!! Horray!! I can't wait for this wedding!! Congrats Drew and Mary Beth (future Mrs. Darr)!! I love you guys so much!

By the way...I got the willow baskets.

All's well that ends well...

Today I became the proud holder of a Florida Driver's License. I would say it was almost more exciting than getting my original driver's license in Vermont. The driving test I took in Vt. was nothing compared to the challenge I faced getting this license. There were so many things to get together. First I needed our marriage license, which was a struggle in and of itself, but I got it. Next, proof of residence (preferably a bank statement). This presented a problem as the reason I couldn't get a bank account down here was because my license was from Vermont and didn't have my Florida address on it. Ugghhh...so those things cancelled each other out. Third, birth certificate or passport. My initial scheduled trip to the DMV (see first post) was halted when I realize I had neither of these items. Copies of the birth certificates were in Vt. and at Greg's parent's house. Not helpful at that moment. Fourth, money. This was the problem that cancelled my trip to the dmv yesterday. So, we're in the process of closing down my bank account in Vt, and there is no money in it, but I couldn't get the new one until I get the driver's license, but I couldn't get that until I paid for it, but I didn't have a bank card. Ughh...so, Greg had to take out cash for me. So all of this is why I didn't go to the DMV until today. 3.30 Pm I made the trek through traffic on I-95 to get to the Florida DMV. Not only were the directions on the DMV website wrong, but the place turned out to be so tiny, I probably wouldn't have even seen it if they were right. Thankfully I called Greg and his boss knew exactly where it was. So I thought my struggle was over, until I tried to open the door!! People were packed right up against it. That tiny little office was definitely holding way more people than it could...legally or physically I'm sure. Anyway, I got a number and was told to sit down. I waited for an hour and a half. At 5 o'clock (closing time) I was amazed to hear my number called. I couldn't believe they were actually going to see me! Anyway, the story ends well. The lady was super nice, did all my paperwork, and even offered to send in the paperwork for my FL voter registration card at the same time. So, all was mended and I went happily home with my new license. Now I can get on the bank account with Greg!! Wahoo!! Apart from that...I'm drinking tea.

Carpe Diem

So I haven't posted my moon photos yet...but I have my tech advisor working that out. Anyway. It's a new day, and not much has happened...church, greg made a yummy lunch, I made brownies, we watched stargate...fairly uneventful, but lovely and relaxing.

Anyway, usually Greg and I make Sunday "our day." My first year at school down here we both lived on campus and sacrificed sleep and everything else to spend time together. We had previously spent a year apart, so it was just the opposite and equal reaction I guess. Anyway, the next year brought it's own set of hurdles to the amount of time we saw eachother. First of all, we both lived off campus, which made it more difficult to hang out. We also both had busy work and school schedules. We saw the importance of setting aside some time just for each other, and so we designated Sunday "our day." We would go to church together in the morning and then have lunch and spend some time wandering around antique shops and other interesting international stores in Lake Worth. We'd spend the evening at a coffee shop or watching a movie together. Anyway, we decided to carry the tradition into our marriage as well. Even though we don't have to struggle to see eachother as we did when we were dating, we recognize the importance of purposeful quality time together in our marriage. So here we are at Sunday, our day. We went to church, we did the lunch thing...no antique stores though, and we'll probably do the coffee shop or movie thing later...but right now, quality time equals - Greg is taking a nap. That may not sound like quality time (maybe between Greg and his pillow), but I've discovered while sitting in bed next to my (thankfully not snoring) sleeping husband that this is its own type of quality time. It should be noted that Greg did not just decide to sleep away our quality time. There was a mutual decision to take a nap, he is just a much better "napper" than I am, and therefore, I've been awake for an hour, and he's still sleeping. Anyway, soon after I woke up I decided that lying in bed awake while he slept was incredibly boring and that maybe facebook would be a nice diversion. Yes, I know, I'm part of the facebook generation, but so are all of you because now I have grandmas, aunts, cousins, and little sisters all using facebook. Anyway, after my initial thought I realized that I was giving up a special moment. I realized that life is short, and there could be a day in my future (near or far) where I would look back on such a moment wondering why I ever gave it up. So I decided (carpe diem), I would stay next to him and just cherish the fact that we are both alive and we're together. I never want to take him for granted.

Moonrise

We were visiting Greg's family in Vero Beach last weekend, and Wendy mentioned that there would be a full moon on Wednesday and that she and Joe had made it tradition to go watch the full moon rise on the beach. She suggested we do the same. So last night we headed over to Ocean Reef State Park on Singer Island to watch the moonrise. Greg brought his camera and got some great photos...it was super fun! Pictures soon.

A year of Journals

Journaling is not my forte. I love to journal, but upon inspection of the many journals which Greg and I found in my old bedroom in Vermont I realized that I often start a journal, only to abandon it a month or so later. Now that I recognize the problem, should be easy enough to fix it...maybe. That being said, I have decided that this year I will not only try to keep one journal, but two. I'll keep a regular paper journal, because I do love to write on soft paper with a nice pen, and then I'll also keep this blog...a sort of virtual journal. We'll see how long it lasts. Anyway, I thought this year was fitting for this restructuring of my journal habits as it'll be mine and Greg's first year married.

Since its been 3 1/2 weeks since we actually got married, and I intended to journal the year, I'm going to try and fill in the blanks. The wedding was awesome. Most people reading this blog were there and already know that, but it really was the coolest. We have some awesome pictures from friends who were there, as well as our amazing photographer, Jenny, of Captured Photography and Videography. View her work at www.youreventscaptured.com. She really is awesome. The pictures posted here with "Captured" across them are all a testament to her amazing talent. Anyway, so it was an awesome wedding, full of handmade and personal touches, awesome organic food, beautiful flowers, some great Vermont contra dancing with a talented local band, and lots of laughs. Greg and I are so thankful for that day.

We spent a week in Weston, Florida for our honeymoon. It was a fun and relaxing time. I got to see an alligator for the first time (sad, since I'm starting my 3rd year of living in Florida). We took an airboat ride through the everglades and it was a neat experience. We also fell in love with some old boardgames like the "game of life" (how appropriate) and "Yahtzee." I'm not sure how many times we played yahtzee...but we really had a blast. Anyway.

When we got back to West Palm, there was a lot more to do in our house than I had imagined. I got so tired from wading through the boxes covering our floor that I collapsed in bed, determining to start fresh the next morning. It certainly took much more than the next morning to get the house ship-shape again, but the work was worthwhile. Our little house is quite cozy now.

I guess I should explain the little house, and how its name came to be part of the blog. This past January I moved into a guest cottage belonging to the family of a little girl (now age 4) who I was currently tutoring in French. Upon moving in, I also became a sort of nanny for her and her twin brother and sister (now age 1). Greg and I were set on moving into an apartment where he was currently living once we got married, so I originally thought the move to the cottage was temporary. However, things never fold out how you imagine, and after much consideration, Greg and I decided to stay in the guest cottage after the wedding, and so here we are. Elsie (4 yr old) affectionately calls it "the little house" and so it has its name. Its a sweet little place, and we are so happy here. When Greg puts up the last shelves, and everything is really organized, I will post some pictures of it. My dear friends, Marianne and Marybeth) gave me a beautiful framed piece for my bridal shower which says, "our house is just a little house...but God knows where we live." It is so fitting for us.

Everyday life....I guess that's supposed to be some sort of universal constant, but lately we have felt everyday life to be one of the most changing things ever. After our honeymoon, Greg went back to work at Tech Services where he is tech support/helpdesk/?...I don't really know what the job title technically is. I'm back to nannying for Elsie and her twins, which is really convenient since I live in the backyard. They are so sweet, and such fun to be with. The rest of my time seems to be taken up with filling out forms for changing my name. Such a headache. We've also been enjoying watching "Stargate" together. Last night we started season 8! Basically we're just trying to enjoy these last few weeks of summer where all we have to do is work everyday, because we know that once school starts and everyday is filled with classes, jobs, homework, papers, and so much more, we are going to be so busy!

Anyway...I think this is a fairly sufficient summary of 3 weeks. I'm off to the DMV to try and get a Florida drivers license.