All About . . .

I sat down to eat some lunch and decided that I would write a quick post. No eating is not all I do. But let's face it, I like food. . .

I thought today I would share a little bit about mine and Patrick's relationship. Because I know you're all dying to know. We met in through church activities when we were seniors in high school. We started dating in October of 1998 and got married on July 12, 2003, right after I finished college. We'll be married for 8 years this July. I did the math for you. Your welcome.

I'm the oldest child in my family. I'm a planner. I'm bossy and like to be in charge. It's my way or the highway. Know what I mean? No comments from the peanuts section Sarah and Stoney. By the way, they are my sister and brother. Stoney is not his real name and my parents are really very normal people. I'll explain it some day. Now back to us. Patrick's the baby in his family. He is . . . well . . . um . . . pampered and wants what he wants when he wants it. Still he's a lot more laid back and go with the flow than I am. Used to be that if you messed up my plans or in particular, my schedule I might definitely would flip out. In between marrying Patrick, teaching school, and having Andrew I've mellowed out a lot. I think . . .

I have to tell you that while having a kid definitely changes your relationship, I think it has really only made me love my husband more. Yes there are strains and adjustments to be made, but Patrick is an amazing dad. He will get down on the floor and play any moment of any day of the week. Even when he has work to do (and he always has something that needs to be done) he'll stop to give Andrew the attention he wants and needs. This has given me a whole new level of respect for him and helped me to see him in a totally different light.

Of course like any couple we have our "moments", but in all honesty, I would say that 97.5% of the time we get along really well. A lot of people would consider us the world's most unromantic couple. We don't have long talks about what we are feeling deep down inside. I'm not too big on all of that and neither is he (thank goodness). I got a treadmill for my first Christmas present, and he brings me cookies from the bank every Friday. I find that very romantic.  I cook him meals and do his laundry. He finds that romantic (at least I think he does - you'll have to ask him). It's just who we are. We enjoy being around each other and spending time together, and yes we do hold hands and even kiss sometimes (tmi). Having said that, Patrick and I do go back and forth with each other. My family will appreciate this. It's not fighting or arguing, it's just more of a way of communicating. "Patrick why did you leave candy wrappers all over the end table?" "Oh yeah, I'm going to pick those up later." "Um, why don't you pick them up now?" "Because I'm busy [watching YouTube videos] on my computer." "Well why don't you go ahead and pick them up?" "I will later." So I stare at them for a few minutes, and then try to walk away. But I can't. If I leave those wrappers it will drive me crazy. "I'm just gonna pick these up." "No your not. I said I'll pick them up later." "Well then I'll go ahead and pick them up." Then one of two things will happen. Either I'll pick them up myself, or if I've been successful and annoyed Patrick enough he'll pick them up. The thing you have to remember is that neither of us are mad during this exchange and even when we do get mad, we rarely stay mad for more than a few minutes. Neither of us are the get mad and pout for days (or even hours) type. I'm working on letting things go however. (My worst nightmare is becoming Kate Gosselin. "Jon must you breathe so loud?")

So now you know more about us and really wish you didn't. That's what I'm here for. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.