Follow-Up

In follow-up to my last post....

Please don't take it as "I don't want him to have friends.  I don't want him to spend time with his friends. I should be the center of his world." I just....I guess I just feel like our time together is so limited as is, and when I get "Well, we have next weekend and then our trip the week after that."  like "quit your bitching, quit being so clingy", it just kinda sucks.  

I DO want him to have friends and I DO want him to see them.  I just hate that we can't all hang out together (which I've already asked when it's going to happen, because it eventually will).  

And I hate that I sent my new phone case to his house because that's where I was going to be when it was delivered and now I have to act like it's a glass slipper til Sunday when he brings it up to me when we get to have brunch.  Yeah, brunch. Yay.  I feel so special.  

Typical Girl Post

Look at me, showing up to the blog party 3 days in a row.  I swear I do have a day job.  No, it isn't blogging.  Although that'd be crazy awesome...maybe.

Anyway, this is not one of those "my life is so amazing" posts I wrote a post about earlier this week.  This is one of those "I'm a girl, I'm selfish" posts.

So, we all know that dating your ex's best friend can be difficult.  Luckily, for Mo and I, it really hasn't been that bad.  At least, not for me.  Yeah, some people think it's weird. And some people have mysteriously stopped talking to us as much (or at all).  But overall, it's been easy.

I think part of that reason is the distance.  There's an hour and a half between Mo and I.  There's not quite 2 hours between Mo and my ex, and there's like an hour between my ex and I.  (We live in a triangle so it works; trust me).  Except, there's more like 15 hours added on to the distances between my ex and anyone because he works overseas, as I've mentioned before.

It all works out beautifully until he comes home, Mo has homework, and we have a trip in 2 weeks that he wants to get ahead in his schoolwork for.

We're currently on suggested plan 4 (maybe, 5?) for the weekend.  I KNOW that Mo wants to make everyone happy.  And I'll be damned if I ever keep Mo away from his friend.  I already feel bad enough that I kind of have.  But, I want time with him, too, ya know?  (This is where the "I'm selfish" part comes in.)

There's just not a simple solution to the problem.  At least for right now.  So I'll just smile, tell him to have a great time, and binge on Netflix and books all weekend.  And wine.  Lots and lots of wine.

First thing's first (I'm the realest)

Yes, I did just quote Iggy.  Get over it.  I feel like I've started a blog like this before....

Anyway, yesterday was a mighty interesting day.  Enlightening, frustrating, stressful.  Those would all be words to describe it.  Just to set the record straight, Mo and I "fight" in very different ways.  He wants to talk about it while the moment is hot and get it solved.  I want to cool off a bit, collect my thoughts, and figure out what I'm genuinely upset about; not just what I'm thinking about at that second. I'm one of those people that usually when I'm upset about something that I normally wouldn't be, there's a deeper issue. (BTW, I was typing so fast and didn't proofread so I didn't catch that autocorrect changed "deeper" to "deer".   So for a bit there, I had a deer issue.  IDK but that makes me giggle harder than it probably should lol)

Plans for our NOLA trip got changed by about 7 hours last night.  Which, may be all fine and dandy for the average person, but I've just been feeling so swamped with school, maintaining some resemblance of a clean house, trying to devote time to friendships, see my boyfriend, and take time for me, that this sudden change stressed me out way more than it should have.  Mo, noticing that I was stressed about something, kept pushing me to talk about it.  All I wanted to do was read my book and process what was really going on with me.  But he kept pushing, and I spewed some crap about being anxious about new people, new environment and being on the go the whole trip that I wouldn't ever have time to get acclimated.  Yeah, I like to have some relax time when I get somewhere to get my bearings.  But the way I was talking was NOT normal for me.  Mo was trying (he really was) to build my confidence, which I didn't need, and reassure me that things would be fine.  All he really did, though, was make it worse.  And we'd find a stopping point in the conversation, and a few minutes later, the band-aid would be torn off.

Finally, I just got in the shower and did what I needed to do so I could process.  You know how sometimes it's easier to just fall apart so you can put yourself back together again?  I'm a firm believer  that sometimes, a good cry heals many wounds.

This morning, I woke up refreshed, renewed, and ready for this NOLA trip.  I've got all night tonight to clean and do what I need to do to make my life feel organized AND I can treat myself to a bubble bath when I'm done :)

Maybe I'm blabbing along incoherently, but I've FINALLY had time to process and I've realized that I miss my me time.  I didn't think I would miss it as much but going from living alone to living with someone in a huge city has taken its toll. I guess maybe I need to commit to one night a week as me time.

Finally, to end on an adorable note.  Stumbled across this website.  Not sure why they're naked all the time, but they're totally adorable.

Third Time's a Charm?

I've tried three times now to sit down and type something out. Something that isn't the exact same as my last several posts (blah blah blah, my life's so great, I love my job, I love Mo, blah blah blah).  But that's all I can come up with.  They'd actually kind of taken on an apologetic feel and who wants to read someone being sorry for being happy?  Which, I'm not sorry about, for the record.  But I do want to be conscious of how uninteresting my posts are.

So,  I guess I'll just share that in 16 days, Mo and I will be road tripping down to NOLA for a crazed weekend with his parents.  And over spring break, we (yes, WE!!!) will be flying to Panama to spend time with one of my best friends from high school over my spring break.  That was easily the easiest conversation ever (not as I expected.) This is the abridged version...

Me: So I think I'm going to go to Panama over Spring Break.
Mo: Oh?  Yeah? That'll be cool.
Me:  Yeah.  You're invited.
Mo: Well, let's go to Panama!!!

So, that's how we agreed to go to Panama in a matter of 45 seconds :)

Mo and the Ghost Pepper

So Mo is ridiculously smart.  I mean, he seriously is the smartest guy I've ever dated.  (And I'm not just saying that because he reads this.) But this past weekend, he made one of the goofiest decisions I've ever seen anyone make.

If you read the title of this post, then you're probably figured out that it involves a ghost pepper.  And you are correct, for $200 (Monopoly) bucks.  We went to eat at the Chinese place across the street from my loft.  (Yes, it is RIGHT across the street.  Yes, I am living the dream; I know!) Our server has taken care of us several times and offered Mo a sauce of ghost peppers cut with habanero peppers.  Who knows why he agreed to it, but he did it.  I can't handle spicy things at all, so even smelling the stuff made my nose burn.  But he trampled through it with Crab Rangoon, accidentally getting a liiiiiitle too much on one.  He put some on his entree, and was starting to sweat and complaining about it being a little warm in the restaurant.

After doing some quick research, we learned that the ghost pepper is 401 times hotter than Tabasco sauce.  Oy.  So we went back home, and he started getting hot.  Like physically hot. And splotchy skin all over.

And thus begin the hottest like 10 hours of his life.  I couldn't help but giggle as he was trying to find a cool spot to provide some brief moment of relief.  My skin was apparently cool to the touch so he started moving my "cool" hand all over.  We did fans, wet washcloths, the whole bit.

Woke up Sunday morning, and he was fine.  Moral of the story: Don't eat ghost peppers if you want to kiss your girlfriend.

It's a GREAT day!!!

It is a GREAT day for so many reasons.  Several of them include:

1.  BOYFRIEND DAY!!!!!!!! Seriously, I'm not sick of this guy after 3 months.  If you know me, you know how much of an accomplishment that is.
2.  Football is back!  And I'm talking, meaningful football.  Not that preseason crap.
3.  It's Friday Eve.  Enough said.
4. Jambalaya.  It's what's for dinner, and Mo is cooking, so it's even better!
5.  I get Ray Bans today.  So Mo surprised me with Ray Bans.  I think they're more for him so he doesn't have to look at my obnoxius blue sunglasses that I got for free from Kia a few years ago.
6.  My kiddos are being great today.  I wonder if any of that has to do with my mood....
7.  I actually taught a whole group lesson today, and it went great!!

I hope your day is going as well as mine!

Pictures Galore

Finally added pictures to this post like I promised.  And this summer in review post, too.

I guess I have a few more photos to dump from my summer.  So here, have more pictures of my super awesome summer.  I'll just keep rubbing it in!!!

Roommate and I

Seeing OneRepublic for the second time this summer :)

Classy date night with Mo

One of several Royals game

Super productive day at work, can't ya tell?  Actually, I'm just still mentally on vacation, while looking forward to tomorrow night.  What's so great about a Thursday night?  It's boyfriend night!!!!!!! And I'm convinced those are the best nights for several reasons.
1.  Cuddling....duh
2.  There's usually good food involved
3.  Have you seen how handsome he is?!?!?!  Just getting to look at the face is fabulous in and of itself
4.  Cuddling
5.  Because Mo is currently in grad school (I can't even begin to tell you how proud of him I am for that, or how sexy it is to me!!), he usually has homework, which means I get to read while he does homework.
6.  Did I mention cuddling?
7.  The day of and the day after boyfriend night are always good days.  Day of because I'm just so excited to see him, day after because waking up next to the person you're in love with always makes for a great day!

I'm sure I could come up with more reasons, but I think you get the gist.

I figure I should be productive at work, but I'll probably just keep munching on my lunch.  It's like Monday today since we had professional development yesterday.  Only 2 more days til Friday!!