Addictive Personality..

When you get married, you really begin to realize things in your life that may have been a little crazy.. Not just because marriage points these things out.. but your husband will. I begin a lot of my posts/rants with the phrase, "I didn't realize these things about myself buttttt... " Well this is another one of those things.. When I was working at the Marshall Café (one of the best and greatest things I have ever done) I worked with a guy that was cleaning out his movie collection. I never really would watch movies I bought, so I really didn't ever buy any.. You know that you  watch movies on tv, that you had in your movie collection more than you would just pulling it out and watching it on cue....However, I was intrigued by one of his collections.. He had all FRIENDS seasons on dvd.. I knew I always loved the show when it was on tv.. but I had never bought tv show seasons of ANYTHING.. his price was so good I really couldn't resist.. Little did I know, this was going to begin a sickness... Since the day I purchased these dvds (Which I belive to be in 2009ish) I have probably watched the seasons 100 times through.. So, now I am sure you think I am exaggerating.. No my friend... this is not an exaggeration, and I would probably say it has been even more than that. I have become obsessed with the show.. At first I watched it when I was going to bed.. then I started watching through the day.. well then it came to cancelling cable because it was stupid paying for something I wasn't using, because I was watching FRIENDS all the time. Well 5 years later.. Has she changed? Is she sick of the show? Well to answer the questions in one blunt answer, NO!!! I am still so obsessed with it.. I love it.. It is by far the highlight of my day.. (aside from husband time ;) I look forward to being able to watch it everyday. Well, since I began with pointing out the things hubs thinks is weird.. you can use your process of elimination to realize this is the reason.. I am sorry.. I can not help it.. Yes I still laugh.. Yes I wish I was on the show.. Yes I think that it is the best show EVER! Well aside from all the great things I have to say about it.. for some reason Mr. doesn't think it is as great.. I thought he would love it! Well, newsflash friends.. he doesn't. He has made many comments about my odd obcessions.. That I will so sadly bullet point..

• Sarah, really, again?
• Do you not love anything else?
• Do you realize you have FRIENDS on in 2 different rooms? (I cant help it that it is on TV too)
• Do we have to watch it again?
• When will you tire of this?
• We can not watch this today... :(
• Lets find something different you can watch.
• Are you really laughing?
• How many times have you seen this episode? Pathetic.

Well, I know this is a problem.. It was brought up at the last Parent visit.. "They" have decided that I should not subject anyone to watching one show over and over.. So, needless to say, I can not watch it everyday when hubs is home..
But when its just Sarah here........ Bring it on FRIENDS.. your old friend is back!

PS: Yes I can quote it.. Yes I have ALL board games of the show that nobody can beat me at.. and YES if they ever need me to fill in on a reunion show.. I GOT THIS

In other news.. there is a plastic dog turd in one of our dresser drawers.
Ahhh.. Marriage.

I thought I was a hoarder.. until....

All of my friends and family have accused me of being a hoarder.. I may save a lot of things/ garbage, but I like to save memories.. If you know me very well, you know that I STILL have my baby blanket.. Of course his name is Blankster, and yes I do still drag him around everywhere.. So before you start judging me you should know that I keep him (yes he's a boy) around for a reason.. He smells like my mom's house.. No matter where I go or live, it still smells like mommy's casa.. And we all know that no matter what your mom's house smells like.. You LOVE that smell... Also it keeps me warm.. ok it may have 4000 holes in it, but for some reason the holes are just extra places to put your arms or head through and not imperfections.... So, I take advantage of the extra breathing room.. Also, Blankster is so multifunctional.. He is my napkin, tissue, scarf, hat, robe, skirt, tube top, dog carrier.. etc.. I know you are envisioning all of these uses right now.. So therefore, I will give you a second to absorb all of that.................................................. Ok, so now you are jealous.. I am sorry.. But this 26 year old blanket is MINE.. bwahahahaha.... Anyways.. wow, not what I was trying to get to.. Guess I was just trying to get you to love Blankster.. or grossed out,. Either way.. I am thankful for my little friend..... Ok, so the real reason for this post.. I save a lot of stuff that people find to be weird.. But today I found my husband's weird drawer of crap.. He may not have a 26 year old tissue or a stack of school IDs from middle school, but he did have some true gems.. and these aren't in any order.. .... *clears throat*

• a black light
• An old stuffed tiger toy that I am sure is from the 4th of July carnival in Ripley
• A very old box of salt water taffy
• A broken candle holder
• Sunglasses
• Stickers
• A CD Walkman
• Some kid of animal horn
• Sweat bands
• a small soccer ball air freshener.. in case you are wondering.. doesn't smell anymore..
• and not last and certainly not least (I am just sick of listing things...) a fake dog turd.

FANTASTIC! So to sum this up.. I have met my soulmate!! We can hoard together.. His stuff will go great with my old recorder, glamour shot pictures, and of course blankster!! We can throw all the junk inside of the blanket and tie it to a stick... We will be like the coolest couple walking down the street during the apocalypse.. A blanket full of stuffed animals and black lights. Ahhh.. Marriage. The best thing since fake dog crap. Have a hoarderific day. 'Merica.

You know you are a wife when....

I am going to start this post and continually add stuff as I discover my transition from Sarah to Wifey Sarah.. Hopefully in a year when I look back on this.. I will have learned something about myself.. or have decided that medication may be the best choice for me. :) 

 

YOU KNOW YOU ARE A WIFE WHEN....

• You get a sharp pain in your chest.. you of course believe you are having a heart attack because of the amount of crap you just had to scrub from the toilet.. As you clutch your chest, the pain gets sharper.. After a minute of pain you realize the pain is not a heart attack, but a piece of a tortilla chip that had fallen in your sports bra from dinner... Sheww. close call.
• You automatically assume Shout needs to be used on every shirt and pair of underwear.
• You suddenly realize you no longer can sign up to be on the Bachelor.. uggg
• You wear read lipstick with your sweat pants, just because you wanna still feel a little attractive to yourself
• You judge every married couple you pass wondering if you are happier than them...
• You can easily tell your husband he doesn't read fast enough when you are sharing an article..
• Making dinner isn't a luxury its a requirement.
• You are notified of a dog turd... Aside from all other alternatives.
• "Umm you have a booger," is a normal daily conversation
• Bibbed overalls and a flannel is what he considers a, "Dress up outfit.." well okay maybe that is just hubs and mom's hubs.
• Okay.. last one leads me to,, holy crap have mom and I both found the same man with a 20 year age difference? They both love dumb jokes, both know more about the bible than us ( ok that's good) and both see no problem in a pair of dirty jeans and flannel shirt with a pocket.. The pocket for moms man holds his fork.. hubs pocket holds his cell.. Well at least its for half way normal reason.. lord have mercy.. we look alike and have the same taste in men.. I do love my dad and step dad.. oh holy father be with us.. We are twins.
  

  Enough said...









Hey Sarah, where is my.....?

Growing up with a little brother I somewhat have known what to expect by having a man in the house.. Jake was always depending on mom to do everything for him and wait on him hand n foot.. Well hubs doesn't expect me to do those things.. but I have taken it upon myself to do most things for him that I can.. I am always doing laundry, cleaning, and cleaning more after he gets home .;) He is very appreciative of the hard work I put in each day.. but I have figured out one thing that is getting on his nerves... I mentioned in an earlier post that I have some OCD.. I am not diagnosed, but the voices in my head that say to vacuum the floor 18 times a day has been able to persuade me that I have some issues.. Hubster wasn't aware of all these annoying lil things I do until I moved up here.. SURPRISE HUNNY, IMMA FREAKAZOID! :) Anyways.. sidetracked (shocking) This OCD causes me to get tired of seeing things in certain places everyday.. Therefore, I move these annoyances.. This is turn has caused a 24/7 scavenger hunt for hubs every day.. I guess I move everything everyday.. crappp.. I don't mean to.. but there is only so many times you can look at a rusty screwdriver on your new table runner.. shewwwww, I get stressed thinking about it..
So the new thing in our house is for me to constantly move stuff and for Justin to constantly look for its new location.. It usually ends with me saying.. sooo where was the last place it was.. he then points to the floor in the middle of the dining room.. hummm, I then smile, laugh in my head wondering why he seriously thought that those jeans were still in that place, and then I walk to the closet and find them nicely folded in the "jean spot." I have began calling him Hansel and Gretel.. he leaves a trail of clothes and tools behind him.. You will never find me looking for him that is for surrrre.. He makes it too easy...
Well.. I probably should go clean something... What is that hunny? What is it you are looking for? Oh... you cant find your toilet paper stash??? Hummm... now there is a head scratcher... *evil laugh*

She has Baggage

Every person beginning a new relationship begins realizing the baggage they are bringing to the table...Some of their crap is too much for some people to handle, while other stuff is just things you just have to get used to. Hubs didn't really have any kind of "baggage" per say.. Aside from his few annoying habits.. he came into this thing scott free.. Well.. wish I could say the same.... Seeeee.. I have some crazy maternal instincts.. I really need a little human to take care of to help release me of this.. but since I was older before I found my stud, I had to find a way for me to have something to baby without really having children.. Enter Jackson and Jasmine.. My fur babies. Jasmine happened after a really bad break up in college.. I knew I needed something to take care of and keep me company in my new found life.. She helped me through the tough times and was the best little thing I could have asked for.. Well on Jazzy's 5th birthday I thought it to be necessary that she get a good present.. I mean she had dealt with me for 5 years.. soo, instead of the normal beef cake and rawhides,,, I got her JAckson. haha. Well needless to say.. she would have much rather had the rawhides. But.. now they are besties, and I couldn't imagine life without both of them... However,... I bet Justin could. lol.
Having two dogs in the house has been the biggest adjustment for him.. they get a little rambunctious at times, have a mild odor, and like to play this game where they hide a turd so you find it when it has turned into rocks. I do believe he is getting more used to their little faces everyday.. but until they win his heart over like they did mine, we will just have a little more adjusting to do..

Men are Funny.

The Hubster is a one of a kind man....He is a door holder, compassionate, and sensitive about my feelings and his own. Sometimes I realize just how special he is when we go through our arguing days.. he always is the first to say he is sorry or to want to talk about stuff.. I would just sit in the corner and cry or use my infamous silent treatment trick (which is probably just a gift to him. ;) Either way I am very thankful for him....
 Once we got married I realized just how neat and prepared he is for things.. I have found his stockpiles.. He was a stock of batteries of all sizes, at least 50 cans of ravioli and spaghettios, at least 5 cases of bottled water, boxes and boxes of ammunition, and a plethora of toilet paper.. Now, I can guess what you are thinking......................... Talk about prepared or Finally, a place to go during the zombie apocalypse (which is why I think he started doing this) Either way it is nice to know we are somewhat prepared in case of emergencies.. HOWEVER.. as a woman, I of course have to gripe about it. LOL. bring on the bullet points Sarbear..

• Cans of ravioli? umm I pride myself of being a good cook. What if MTV cribs would show up here and check our stash.. We would so not be cool. Hmmm.. this reminds me, I need to put some caviar in the fridge (Is that where it goes?) Anywho, I guess I'll appreciate it someday.
• Batteries I do approve of.. This will come in handy for many things. Of course a person always needs batteries.. Especially when we have kids and buy some Barbie Dream House that has a working elevator.. Batteries are never included.. and I do not want to deprive my future daughter of a non-working elevator on Christmas morning.. Shoot, who am I kidding.. When I finally sprout kiddies, "Barbies" will be the fence  around the neighbors garden of robots.
• Bottled water.. hummm...another thing I can be excited about.. especially if there is ever a chemical spill in the water source of West Virginians.. (You will only get this is if you know about our awesome water companies around these parts..) Anyways.. gotta love a bottle of water. So kudos baby. 
• Ammunition? Well the only thing I know how to shoot is the Sh**. So guess those will come in handy for him more than me.. I could throw them at someone if things got tough..(I suck at sports though) but lemme tell you.. if we do have a zombie outbreak. We are super prepared.. (So if you are a robber and reading this.. keep away doll face.. we be packin' some heat up in this piece!)
• And my favorite of all TOILET PAPER!! This is the thing I am ready to get rid of so we can buy REAL toilet paper.. If you are a man, you know that you are gonna buy the cheapest tp out there. Men don't get how important it is to wipe with a nice plush paper.. However, in 5th grade I did a Science fair project on toilet paper,( I have a cool teacher mom) We called the project, "The Issue with Tissue" awesome huh?... Anyways we tested all the cheap and expensive butt papers to find the best one for your money.. We counted squares until we were blue in the face.. but in the end... we found out which one was best..... Wanna know? Is it killing you to know? Welllll... that was like forever ago.. so it is prob different now. butttttt......................................................................................................................... ...............Soft n Gentle.. Who would have thought.. Wow.. I totally got off subject. Okay.. To sum up. I use triple the amount of this stock pile paper in order to shrink the stash so I can get new stuff,, Soft tp.. Real tp... something to look forward to after you sit for a bit..

Okay, so after all that rambling.. I will sum it up, just in case you didn't wanna read all that crap.. Husband is prepared for EVERYTHING and my butt is raw. Have a Nice Day. :)

The infamous menu board

It will be fun while it lasts. :)

When I knew I was Taken.. ;)

Turns out.. I am a GOOD COOK!

During college, the last thing any student is doing is learning how to cook. We all just feast upon the horse crap food served in the mess halls and devour the "ramey noods" after cafeteria hours. After a few years of college I found my pallet beginning to be tired of the hard noodles with powdered flavoring and of course the cafeteria tacos that looked like a crime scene. I moved into my very own apartment and began the search of good food. I started watching the food network religiously, collected a plethora of cookbooks, and joined about every recipe website I could. I thought I was doing this to rid my mind of the previous years of slop, but after I really thought it out I figured out the REAL reason for my love of cooking.. TO BEGIN THE WIFE PREP! I guess I knew that a good wife was a good cook.. My mom was never really the house cook.. she worked her tail off all the time and didn't have time for all that boilin' and broilin'.. However, I have always wanted to be that old timey wife that did all the cookin', cleanin', and kid raisin'... WOW! That sounds terrible now that I think about it.. Either way,, I have really loved cooking for awhile. When the hubs and I got together he was really into my love of cooking.. He came from a great household with a mom that could cook ANYTHING!! She has all these secret cookbooks that you cant buy anymore and a binder full of secret family recipes that makes me salivate. Someday I hope she begins sharing with me.. until then, Ill just sneak into the kitchen when she's in bed and take pictures with my phone. haha. :) Anyways.. .She paved a hard path for me to follow. I am trying though friends..
Hubs made me a huge chalkboard to hang in the kitchen that I write the menu on for the week. I sit down every Sunday evening make out a menu list and grocery list. Then I do an inner drumroll and write it on the chalkboard.. I know what you are thinking.. PSYCHO! or That will last about 6 months.. well if you thought either thing, you are probably right.. but either way, it is fun for me to do now. I love the organization. I forgot to mention I have some serious OCD.. the board helps me to stay sane.. Oh shoot.. gotta go.. The board is hanging crooked..................*door slams*

Adjusting

Who knew that being married wasn't as easy as pie?? You look your whole life for this ONE person that you could see yourself with everyday.. then you get married and BAM.. honeymoon is over. Now it is the time to get everything we both need out of this marriage. We are both working very hard to adjust to this new time in our lives.. I would say my adjustment has been the worst. I have moved to a new town with no friends and no job. WOW.. I could easily go nutty up here.. I am trying so hard everyday to keep a smile on my shiny round face. I thought at first that the hardest part would be to play this wife roll.. all the cooking and cleaning is the easy part. But aside from all the gripes and tears this is what I want. FOREVER.. plus maybe some friends. ;)
So.. I think it is time for the goofy bullet points.. I have learned A LOT about myself in less than a month of marriage..

• I am a SNORER! Gosh I remember making fun of my friends for snoring at sleepovers.. Now here I am.. wearing my Breathe Right strips (husband insisted on this purchase.. ) with a hubs suffocating himself under pillows in order to sleep.
• I have a gas problem.. in order to keep that last smidgen of class I have, I will not go into detail about this.. However, since I have been married I could fart every 5 seconds.. but I have to hold them in. DANG IT! I shared too much.
• I kiss my dogs too much... Forgot to mention them.. I have two dogs that have been my fake children for the past 5 years.. Their adjustment period has been the worse. More about that later.
• I enjoy the smell of fabric softener and laundry detergenat. Is this what being old feels like??
• I make many weird faces at hubs.. he has figured out what each one means.. Who knew I was so transparent....?
• I watch a lot of stupid shows and movies.. This is according to him. I think my reality tv obsession and love of dumb dancing movies is totally normal.. ugg..

Okay well.. that's enough. I am sure I could put 50 more things.. but I wanna keep feeling okay about myself...

On to the next day.... Hopefully this GasX will work...

The Beginning...

Hello one and ALL! I am Sarah your new favorite blogger. You are welcome for sharing my life. No, it isn't because I may help you.. it is because I guarantee you a good laugh each day.. Maybe because I am funny or because I'm a moron that you may need to laugh at... Either way........... Welcome to my LIFE!! oops I mean OUR LIFE,. sheww that's hard to get used to......
The husband is a Supervisor for a Pharmaceutical company... I am a substitute teacher that isn't on the sub list... hummm do that math. What this means is that right now I am not working, but being this housewife that is keen on old school wifing duties. Ok, before this all begins.. there are a few things you should know about Sarah.. she is very well educated with a degree in Interior Design ( which is being used to decorate OUR house) and a degree in Elementary Education... so I already know what you are thinking.. her punctuation is terrible for a teacher.. you are RIGHT!! When I write or type I do it like I am talking.. so forgive me the of the dot dot dots..  and appreciate the lack of periods and commas.. I do that enough in my life.. So to continue. <-- see I can use a period. (In the wrong way).!?,.? Any whooooo.....
We live in a little town in West Virginia.. and before you ask.. No, I do not know where anything is or do I have friends here.. Soooo... to sum it up I am BORED!!! The hubs is great! He trys so hard to make everything great.. He is a very smart and talented man.. He paints, he is creative, and is more sensitive than a baby bunny... These are all the reasons why I married this man.. He is fantastic. I couldn't have ever asked for a sweeter more Godly man! Ok.. enough mushy stuff.. I LOVE HIM! Sorry couldn't help that. Forgive me.
Well.. I wanna tell you more.. but how could I catch you up on our life in a blog.. Let's see.... I took 100 speech classes and English classes (because we all know nothing transfers) My 50 teachers taught me bullet points of importance! So I got this... READY, SET, dot dot dot.

• We went to the same high school and graduated a year apart....
• I was never cool enough for him because of my band geekiness! <-- not a real word I guess. ) He was a jock. *cough* strap *cough* My bad. ;) Kidddding.
• I actually worked with his older sister at a local hotdog place... PS:I was called the Iron Chef of Slinging wieners.. (WOW. I thought this was cool.. hello naïve..) I was scared of her and tried so hard for her to think I was cool.. FAIL
• I PARTIED IN COLLEGE! Not really partied, but had too much fun to be a settled down broad.
• I started getting older... and all my friends were getting married and having babies. Sooo... I drank wine. hummm... Not always the best decision..
• So one day I had a terrible day of Student Teaching... Thought about quitting and bartending the rest of my life... I hit the floor and started PRAYINNNNGGGGG!! God please send me a man or person that can help me to grow up and comfort me in this time of need......... AND!!
• GOD ANSWERS PRAYERS PEOPLE!!!!! Justin called me almost immediately after my prayer.. ( We talked some on FB)
• This is when I knew.. this was the man God chose for me.
• We started dating March 2013..  Engaged September 2013.. Married December 2013..
• TRUE LOVE DOES HAPPEN PEOPLE!!!

Okay.. so here we are.. Married, in love, and ready to take on this new life.
I hope to use this outlet to put all of my ways to get through the hardest year of marriage. We GOT THIS! And it beginnnnnssss