Merry Early Christmas

Last week Denny went out to get an oil change for the car. He called me to say he was going to shop for my Christmas presents.

He called me on his way home.

Denny: Do you want to open when I get home, or wait?
Me: It's ok, I'll wait until Christmas.
Denny: I don't like wrapping gifts.
Me: So stick it in my stocking.
Denny: It won't fit.
Me: So throw it in the closet with all the other gifts.
Denny: What if I don't wanna?
Me: *sigh* Do you want me to open it right now?
Denny: Well, I'm really proud of myself.
Me: Ok then, I'll open it when you come home.

He demanded that I close my eyes, and plopped me on the couch. Then he dumped a bag with two plastic storage bins in my lap.

I got some super cute "Cow Jumped Over The Moon" fleece.

Some fuzzy socks. I LOVE super soft fuzzy socks. My feet are almost always cold, so I cherish my warm socks.

Sophie was admiring my pink duckie flannel. She saw them and said "aw cute", and Denny snapped the picture. I love how she has her hands. I'll have to make something for her out of that fabric.
(There were also come blank shirts for me to put stencils on, and some denim fabric.)

My hubby always puts lots of thought into gifts, and always surprises me. Even if it was 2 weeks before Christmas. :P

Vidoes

THAT'S Your Wife?

Generally when people meet my husband first, and meet me afterward, they are perplexed as to how we are married. Now this used to irk me some, but I've 1. gotten used to it and 2. understand why that question would come up.



Denny

• Crude sense of humor
• Nerd
• Hates people
• Kinda scary looking

Lexi

• Friendly
• Girly
• Loves people

The man can be a bit much to take in at first, and some people just think he's flat out intimidating. I'm going to tell you a secret... ready? He does it on purpose, he thinks its funny as hell that people think he's scary.

Unless I'm having a bad day, I generally try to be nice to everyone. (that is, if you aren't on the shit-list) I'm pretty easy to talk to, and I enjoy human contact. Where as Denny is perfectly fine with talking to people via the internet. If it weren't for me, the man would never leave the house.

I've had to explain to Denny several times that we probably wouldn't have ever been friends in high school. I've seen pictures of him in high school, and he just had a big "F U" printed on his forehead. I generally dislike people with his kind of personality. Yet, I love him oodles... a bit ironic.

We very rarely like the same person. I like people like me. He likes people like him. The problem with that is that he drives me nuts all on his own. I don't need multiple "Denny" personalities in my life.

So if you are Denny's friend, don't take it personally. Denny has just used up my quota of tolerance for all of you. If you're my friend, Denny probably makes it no secret that he doesn't love you. It's how we roll. Deal with it.

Maybe someday we'll find that magical couple to be friends with.
...someday...

Gamer Wife

I grew up with boys, boys play video games, therefore I was exposed to the world of nerds at a young age. While I'm not a hardcore game nerd, I enjoy girl games. (Kameo, Mario Party, Zelda, Sims, and so on)



Pregnancy sucks when you are sick, and are stuck in a bed for months on end. I discovered Mario Brothers for the DS, when I was cursed to lay in bed. That game didn't leave my hands for days. I beat it twice before I got bored enough to put it down.

Denny cherishes time when I let myself get sucked into games. He always offers to by any game I show the slightest interest in. (examples: Spore, Mario games, Sims 3, WoW) Something tells me that he is just slowly trying to turn me into the nerd wife he's always wanted. FAT CHANCE!



My most recent obsession is the Sims 3. Who doesn't want to live an alternate life? I get to be a doctor, have as many babies as I want, and control my husband with a click of the button. WIN! Denny made the mistake of showing me how to cheat and get money. So... I may, or may not, be a millionaire now. Just sayin.

No Baby? Fine!

That comic was emailed to me by Denny. It was too awesome not to share.

With that, here is an update on the baby making:

I don't like losing, no one does. Those people who say "they don't mind it," THEY LIE! Everyone hates it. With that being said, after the first two months of no baby, I was done losing.

I've decided to just go with the flow. I enjoy my 1 on 1 time with Sophie. I like my tiny figure. I enjoy not peeing 100 times a day. I like being able to see my feet and paint my own toes. Most of all, I love that I finally get sleep.

If we just so happen to get pregnant, awesome; if not, that's ok too. I'll put off the proactive baby making until it warms up outside. Honestly, who wants to live with someone who is already bipolar, is depressed by winter, and raging with crazy pregnancy hormones. Not me!

Of course, now that I don't mind waiting a few months, watch - I'll be pregnant in a week. Fate is a jerk like that.