Morning.

I want to be Snow White all singing with birds fluttering around in the morning.  I want to be a morning girl, but who am I kidding, birds freak me out and I’m up far too late for that.  One in the morning is my prime time. 

But this isn’t about you night, it’s about morning.  Where ARE YOU snooze button?

I’d certainly be ok with a large coffee and no whining.  Tate is mad that someone touched her and she didn’t get the yogurt that she wanted.  Finn is mad because he IS a morning person and he still doesn’t get to play before school.  If we make it out of the house with lunch for Finn, a bra for me, and clothing other than pajamas for all of us it’s a good day.  Those don’t happen every day, you know.  Not even close. 

Somehow, we still manage a snuggle and a ‘have a great day’ before he jumps out of the car with a wave.  I’ll call that a win.

 

 

My Favorite Stuff On TV.

We haven’t had cable for probably 10-ish or so years.  I would rather drop $100 at Target a month than to pay for cable, it’s just not our thing.  I do miss HGTV and the Food Network though.  We have Netflix through the wii and we just got Hulu Plus as well.  The rest we just watch network shows when they are actually on.  {You can get Roku if you want to digitally stream your shows, but I’ve never had a problem just watching when they are on.}  Luckily, each local station has a ‘weather’ type channel, PBS offers Create TV which is a good mix of HGTV and Food Network, and PBS also has a dedicated Kids channel.  Honestly, it has been so long that we don’t even miss it… plus, we avoid crap like Honey Boo Boo.  I’d call that a win.

Without further ado… here are some of my favorites.

Castle:  Famous, rich, mystery writer has connections and gets put on a homicide team to model his next book series on the female detective he’s assigned to.  Murder solving has never been so hilarious.

New Girl:  Quirky girl moves into a loft with three guys.  Hilariousness and sexual tension ensues.  This show makes Dave and I laugh out loud every single week.  Schmidt, one of the roommates, is ridiculous.

Mindy Project:  Doctor Mindy has a practice with two other guys… more about Mindy’s life and dating mis-adventures than the practice.

Scandal:  Political fixer Olivia Pope has her own problems since she’s been having an affair with the very married President of the United States.  There is all kinds of intrigue and mystery involved in her daily work and her past.

Honorable Mentions:  The Good Wife, Happy Endings, Nashville, and the Big Bang Theory

List.

I had a list of things I wanted in the perfect partner. 

A physical handwritten reminder of “THE GUY”, that I wrote before I knew Dave existed. I firmly believe that there is something about putting things out to the universe.  Without getting too spiritual mumbo jumbo about it, I’ll just say that I’ve had good luck with the list.

I met Dave a few months later. 

My list contained things like must own a suit, impresses my Meme, makes my sisters laugh, loves my family, opens my car door, great sex, intelligent, and makes me laugh.  It was a ridiculous amount of really specific, quirky little things that I wanted.  After Dave and I were engaged, I randomly came across the list, long since forgotten about.  I realized that he met every single one of those weird, quirky items. 

I mean really, who do you know that still opens car doors in this day and age?  Certainly not 20-something college age dudes.  Unless your name is Dave.

So you don’t have to believe in things like this, I’m ok with that. 

My girlfriend Ann Marie always makes fun of the fact that I had this list.  She makes fun of me for a lot, she’s lucky I still love her to bits.  The list has been a huge topic though and we laugh about it all the time. 

Dave does something stupid. 

“Hey Michelle, was that on the list?  I’ll bet it was.” 

Back in 2008, she was really exasperated about dating and I told her to make one for herself.   “Make the list Ann Marie,” I said.  And she ignored me for years.  I know it was years because I did an email search talking about the list when I decided to write this post and couldn’t believe how far back it went ignored.  I would say, “Ann Marie make the damn list,” and she would just ignore me some more. 

And then in 2011, after a particularly heinous love disaster, she wrote me an email saying she finally did it. 

She made the list. 

A few months later, she met her Dave.

And I asked her, for the purposes of this post if she still had the list. {She does.} And just how closely he matched the list. {Dead on.}

 

Fess up.  Did you have a list?

Can We Talk About The Fact That I didn’t Shower Yesterday?

Dave worked from home yesterday because he didn’t want to pass along the crud that has been infecting our house for the last two weeks.  Why is it that my day feels so weird when there is another person here?  Every hour or so, Dave would get exasperated and mention something Tate did.  This was followed closely by my blank stare that he didn’t realize that THIS IS EVERY SINGLE DAY.  He gets it, I just don’t think he gets it.  How could he unless he experienced it himself? 

I had constant interruptions from the ding… the Twitter ding, the Facebook ding, the email ding, the text ding.  Ding.  Ding.  Ding.  Ding. DING.  Opportunities for fun things landed square in my lap.  Ding.  Pep talks for friends.  Ding.  Can you…? Ding.  Do you want to…? Ding.  Return messages from moms saying, “yes I can help with the class Valentine party.” Ding.   A fun project for a friend. Ding.  Do you want it like….?  Ding.  How about we…?  Ding. 

I realized that when I finally climbed into bed last night… this morning… at 3 am, that I hadn’t even taken a shower yesterday or gotten out of my yoga pants and t-shirt.  

And this morning we’re out of coffee.