So much to write....

So much to talk about and so little time. Okay that’s a lie. I’m off today and have literally watched two soul shaking movies. One was about Franklin Delano Roosevelt and the second was about a man who lost his wife in the war and had no idea how to break the news to his now two motherless daughters. The FDR movie (Warm Springs) simply was a depiction of a man who was relentless in his pursuit of never showing weakness. My grandfather (mothers father) was the kind of man who always pushed all of us to prepare for how hard life can be. During the entire movie I thought “I want to be the kind of man who teaches his family how great life can be.” Is that last thought grossly optimistic?

Like I said, there is so much to talk about. I have a friend who’s life, according to him, is over. His wife picked up and left with his daughter. I have been handing out advise about relationships ending and how to work on the “moving on” period of the break up. I have to say that I almost feel guilty saying anything due to me never having a daughter during any of the life changing break ups I’ve gone through. Okay back to my thought. When I was talking to my friend about his issue I looked over at Noni. I hung up a short time later and asked her, “What would you do if I left you.” Now understand that I’m not thinking negatively but I felt something while he, my friend, was talking. After asking this awful question there was a moment of silence that I thought felt like an eternity. I say this because, I feel that relationships, weather being good or even great need to be challenged. I honestly hope that my friend and his wife can come to a mutual decision that is best for them and their daughter. I also know that the feeling that Noni emitted from her every pour was something I hope I never see again.

Side Note: I re-read this blog before posting and the above paragraph seemed like I was saying that I asked Natalie to break up. Noni is one of the most important people in my life and like my thought about “who will be at my funeral,” I wondered how on earth I would stumble and fall through life without her.

Okay moving on to a lighter subject. This past week I told everyone that I was feeling really sick. Well I found out that I had an infection that was basically ravaged by diabetes. So all in all I was pretty lousy. I had two surgeries in a week to remove the infection. I’m convinced that I was tricked into surgery. I went for a consultation and they put me in the waiting room and then the nurse asks me to go with her to a second room. I walked in and she immediately says “take off your pants.” Yo! Wait, What!? So I do as I’m told and I’m waiting for the little doggie looking muzzle that gives you that happy gas, and oddly enough I see it off in a far corner. Doctor Ramirez walks in and starts pushing and pressing and then says your going to feel a little pinch. I’m thinking okay maybe some pain meds and then I realize that this was going to be one of those “awake” surgeries and, I was in hell for about an hour! Half way through I asked the doctor where he was from and he said “Puerto Rico, why?” I said, “I figured we might want to get to know each other since your all up in my business.” He got a laugh and so did the nurses but my most sincere feeling was “I’m gonna ducky punch the doctor if he keeps cutting on me.” Just as an F-Y-I…..I never did, hit him that is.

After taking off from work for about a week Noni says “lets go find a restaurant.” If you guys only knew how hard it is to get me out of the house. She tries so hard. None-the-less we are on Veterans Blvd. and we find the magic that is “Izzo’s” now it’s almost exactly like Chipotle and or Freebirds. They have three sizes or burrito:

Regular
Super
Illegal

I had an Illegal and was amazed at the enormity that is what New Orleans Calls the “Illegal” burrito. In case you have not seen it I’m going to post it up.

Okay so I apologize for taking so much of your time with this blog but I hope you guys enjoyed. I’m kind of curious as to what Noni has to write. And this is what she wrote………

I'm so obsessed with izzo's! I had it for lunch and dinner on Saturday! I almost want it for dinner tonight also! David's blog is kinda random and talks about several stories...so I thought I would fill in the few holes.

First....oh his day off he watches 2 movies? He is so weird with the things he does when he's all alone! I sleep in, clean the house, do lesson plans, etc...life must be nice to just get to sit on the couch and watch movies on your day off!! :) Though I did get home to him doing laundry. So he did do a bit more than JUST movies.

Second.....when David asked me what I would do if he ever left me the reason for my silence was because in my head I was going "LIKE HELL YOU WILL EVER LEAVE ME!" haha But I didn't want to say that so I was trying to think of something better.....all I could come up with was "well that would suck!" As it really would suck. I am really sad for Joey and his wife, and I do hope that they come to some place where they are happy in their lives again.

Next....I have noticed that David uses the word surgery quite loosely. When I hear the word surgery I think something bad. Not to say that what happened wasn't bad. It was pretty bad. I know that the best way to describe what happened is by using the word surgery. What really happened is that he had a very painful bump on his leg, and he went to the doctor to have him check it out. The doctor took him into another room, gave him some numbing shots (which I know from my wreck and the problem with my foot that they don't work as quickly or as much as you would ever want them to), and then cut his leg open. On a table, in the doctors office, and with some shots. The doctor tried to work the mass out, but it was too attached to the important things in his leg. So the doctor put some packing in his leg with some medicine on it, gave him some prescriptions and sent him on his way. He has had to go back 3 times since then, and the doctor repacked his leg 2 of those 3 times. The last time finally the doctor said that it was small enough and well enough that he didn't need any more packing. So he is doing fine now. Yes he had "surgery" but not the kind of surgery you think of when you think of the word "surgery."

....on a side note...I did have to change the bandage twice a day every since the first doctor trip, and have become a very good nurse. But the poor guy has been in some serious pain! I'm so very grateful that he is better now, and that he/we found it as quickly as he/we did.

Lastly....a ducky punch is when you put your hand together to make it look like the beak of a duck and then "peck" for lack of a better word at the person you are mad at. If you know anything about mine and David's relationship then you know that we have a special bond with ducks, and that they have come in and out of our relationship often. :)

My husband the inventor

David cracks me up! I know that he tells me things most of the time to make me laugh. During these times....most of the things he tells me are not the truth. So when he does try to tell me the truth in the same settings it's hard for me to believe what he really is saying.

With all that being said....apparently my husband has invented the snowboard, the xbox and the laptop computer (and many more things....but these 3 have come up this past week). I know right? You are saying "are you serious?" Yeah that's what I said too. He is just so funny about the whole thing. Because he has these stories that totally make sense. I can never tell if my husband is really really good at making up things on the spot. And if this is true, then he needs to be writing short stories all the time and selling them to make us RICH! As seeing that his inventions of the snowboard, xbox, and laptop got us nothing! haha Then I think if he really did think of these things then why the bleep is he not thinking of something great now that he can sell so we can be RICH? Either way I see us making a lot of money!! All from my husbands brains!

This is what I really think......that he is really really good at coming up with stories on spot. You all have experencied this because of our wedding vows. He wrote down a little bit before the ceremony. But as you all saw he had no papers like I did! The final greatness that came from his mouth came right from his brain on the spot! See how smart he is? Which brings it back to that he could have really invented these things.....you see my quander also!


((smiles)) Okay I have been feeling really sick today and I almost tossed my cookies for having laughed so hard at Noni's Blog. Yes I love to write and I love to make her laugh. I know I'm going to sap it up just a bit, but there is nothing more infectious than Noni's laugh. When she laughs I just want to hear her do it again. With all of this said I wrote a page of vows and decided to speak from my heart while in front of you guys at the wedding. I think she understands that but I almost feel like I have to say that, though my words were changed last minute.....I cant tell you how much I meant every word of them.

Finally about this invention stuff. Yes I have come up with many things in my life and Noni has the distinct position of being able to hear them. I also invented the following:

Modern Cell Phone
The DVD
portable video camera
And Much Much More...
...and the car invented by Homer Simpson on the third season (2nd season 15th episode).

Oh and my mom would be upset if I didn’t tell you that she invented the "Snuggie"

I think we can change people with our words and tonight Noni did that for me. I cant tell you guys how sick I feel and I plan on going to see a doctor soon, But this was the best part of my week! Thank you Noni you always know how to make me smile!

My Wife / My Husband

How many of us wonder who would show up to our funeral? I know what your saying, "That’s so morbid" but keep reading. I am the kind of person that has to know things that just pop into my head. I bombard Noni with questions like:
-When did you know I was the one?
-Did I ever say anything that let you know?
-Where were you when you knew?
-Did you ever have these feelings for someone else?
Okay so I know for most women you would hate having to answer these questions once but I'm the kind of person that at least brings it up 4 times a year. But it is what it is and I'm that guy. I'm the kind of guy who sees himself as a quiet romantic. Okay so all the guys who read this don’t stop just bare with me. I guess it was about an hour ago when I talked to Noni on the phone and it hit me..."I can’t wait for my wife to come home!" When I'm most stressed all I want is her to be near me. It’s almost like her presence calms me. I love her to death and though it’s odd I think you have to say things like "I love you." So here it goes: Noni I can’t tell you how wonderful my life is with you in it. I can’t imagine tomorrow without knowing that you’re with me today. Your laugh makes me smile and your touch reminds me how much I'm loved. I am proud and happy that we made the decision to be married and want you to know that though it may be inevitable I will work everyday to make sure you know that I don’t take you for granted. I love you Noni.

Oh so I wanted to leave you with a parting thought and found this song...

WAIT WAIT! Christie I hope you know how much I love you! This was just a joke for the readers but here is the song that tells you much you mean to me....
and this is what she wrote...

Okay so I think that this is when I'm the "man" of the relationship. When he asks me those questions I'm like wtf? Where did that come from? Why is he asking me this? Isn't he just happy the way it is? Does he have to have these "talks" all the time? haha total man response!! But then I start to think about how sweet that really is. That he loves me so much and he wants to know why and when I decided he was so wonderful and just the perfect person for me to spend forever with.

My days at work are so hard and stressful and he is the best thing I could ever imagine coming home to. Such a sweet boy who always supports me when I cry and act like a total girl when I get upset about things at work that are stupid.

Isn't it funny that in one moment I can be the "man" but in the next moment I can be the stupid girl that is crying because I took CAPS LOCK in a email too harshly...haha

Random

So the other day after school I was talking with the art teacher and we were trying to plan a pep rally for the kids before the test. We are talking about this while there are high school kids in the room making the yearbook. Okay so we are talking about the pep rally and then in the middle of it I ask her about her finger nail polish, and show her my purple toe nail polish. She says it's pretty, tells me she needs to take her polish off her fingers, and then we go right back to talking about the pep rally. So then a kid stops us, and says "What?" We had no idea and looked at him. He was like how do woman do that. You were talking about a pep rally and then fingernail polish? How did you get there? She looked at me, and then back at him and said "We are done talking about that, and we have already moved on...keep up!" haha Boys just have no clue how girls talk. I really enjoy sitting with my girl friends and being random. I love how conversations can take an extreme random turn and then come back to point very quickly. Ahhh...the greatness of being a random girl.....

So just before commenting on this post I asked Natalie if I could talk about Batman instead of commenting on this blog. She laughed and with no hesitance straightened her hair, scratched her nose, and began watching Jim Henson’s Jack and the Beanstalk. We then spent 2 minutes on how to spell "stalk" as opposed to "stock." Internally laughing that she had the right answer on the whole "stalk" issue she leans back on our cushy couch and literally couldn’t tell me what she was talking about seconds prior. So I say to this student of Natalie’s Class "learn now my dear boy because this randomness you have teaching you is your wonderful future." I love Natalie’s randomness but there are literally times when I ask her a question she looks at me, to basically acknowledge the fact that I made a sound but I am not fooled into believing that she has any earthly clue as to what I just said. None the less this randomness is the wonderful life of Natalie and I. Oddly enough I combat this odd nature of hers by asking even more odd questions when she's not listening much like this. "Noni, your dad just called a few minutes ago," this is the point where the glances at me and goes one with what she's doing. I then ask..."I just bleached all of your color clothes and used to much laundry detergent" at which time she might literally say "yeah you always use to much detergent." This is my life people and I love it!

To note on what David said...I don't get most of it...haha-

Welcome Everyone...

September 27, 2008 was possibly the single most important day of my life, so far. The day was shared with family, friends, and loved ones. I can only speak for myself but sharing my words and thoughts with everyone that day was little more than exhilarating. It seems that this day in age information and communication is literally at the tips of our fingers. And lets face it I have never been one to turn down attention. Though, yes, my nature is pure, simple and silent this not what I'm like once the flood gates open. There is still so much I have inside that I want to share with all that are willing to take a break from your busy day to relax, and read. Nat and I are not so diluted to believe that everyone has this burning curiosity as to what’s going on in our home. But being that it is our first year of marriage we thought this is a great way to document what’s going on in our lives and minds. Though blogs are so easy to be taken to seriously we are hoping that this one is just a bit different. So here is how it works. I will write a passage in this blog and when Nat gets an extra moment she will write her response to what I wrote and vise versa. This blog is completely a way for family and friends to participate in the conversations we have on a daily basis.