Listen to what I'm saying...

I have a habit of feeling super guilty when I have taken someone's time or put someone out and so I go out of my way to avoid doing so.  Well, not everyone minds being put out and in Eric's case, he not only doesn't mind, but when he hears that I would like something, it becomes one of his life goals to accomplish it immediately. It doesn't matter how insignificant it may be (ex. learning I am hungry and getting me a snack or watching a chick flick with me), he is always super willing to do it.

My pregnancy has made many things harder but I still hesitate to ask him for something.  He can always tell when I need something though so he guesses until he gets it and then leaps into action.  Feeling that I am putting him out, I usually fight it saying, "you have other things that are more important," or "it's late and you must be tired." One of the most recent of these debates was over whether or not he was going to give me a back massage (I had been shoveling the walk way earlier and my back, shoulders, arms, legs, hands, etc. were all sore - thanks pregnancy...). He got fed up with my arguments and said, "You keep saying what you think I should be thinking, but listen to what I am saying...they are different!"

Eric is always willing and always puts me first, no matter what. I need to learn that it is a pleasure for him to help me and to let him do it.  He has made this very clear by using the phrase through different variations multiple times since he coined it 2 days ago.

Sorry there are no pictures - blog posts with no pictures are pretty boring... I'll play catch up soon!

Pregnant

Just about everyone knows now, but ... I'm pregnant.  We found out November 12. Eric took me on a date and bought me roses. I am now 7 weeks along due around July 23.

Super Sniffer

It isn't that every person stinks, it's just that, well.... they do!  Don't worry, it isn't just you - my poor husband who I love dearly has had to take more showers, brush his teeth more often than is probably good for his gums and change his deodorant, again, thanks to my newly developed super sniffer. He also has reduced how much cologne he wears and has kindly resorted to going into a corner to spray it on his wrists.  I hate how I walk around at work and find myself cringing away from some people - they didn't used to smell... and now my co-worker has cooked a burrito. It reeks! It smells so strong! Normally, this would make me think, "Hey, I want a burrito" but now it makes me think "Hey, get that smelly thing outta here!" Obviously I can't tell her that so I am venting about it here instead.

Parents

Today I went to a forum for the college I work for (Fine Arts and Communications). A woman named Ruth who is a news anchorwoman spoke and in her talk she quoted her father in saying:

"All parents want their children to succeed, but most of all they want them to succeed in being righteous."

I just wanted to share this.

Fast Food

Today at work I was not feeling well.  The office is too warm and I'm sick, so I went on a walk to where Eric was working on homework over in the Talmage Building. I sat down next to him, asked for a hug, and started to cry (I REALLY didn't feel well).  He suggested that we leave and he would figure out a way to do this certain homework at home.  Feeling very relieved we walked back to work, picked up my stuff, and walked to the car.  On the drive home Eric offered to go to the store since we are awaiting a blizzard and need ingredients for Thanksgiving dinner.  He asked if there was anything in particular that I wanted.  I looked at him and begged for a bacon cheese burger, fries, and a frosty. I had an intense craving that needed to be satisfied.  He very willingly went to the grocery store and then Wendy's.  My body rejected the food almost immediately following consumption, but it's crazy how comforting fat, grease, salt, and sugar can be.  mmmmmmmm

I Married a Genius

Eric had an intense Computer Science test last week. It cost him blood, sweat, and tears, but he got it done.  When he received his grade today it was an 83 out of 100.  He knew this wasn't right so he went to the TA and had them re-look over his exam.  When the TA finished, his score was 105 out of 100.  His overall score in the class is 321 out of 300.

Did I marry a genius or what?

Elvis

I just have to tell you all about the funniest call that came in while I was covering the front desk in the Theater and Media Arts Department:

Me: TMA Office, this is Jessica
Lady: Hi, is this the Media Department?
Me: Yes it is, what can I do for you?
Lady:  Ok, I need Elvis
Me: I'm sorry?
Lady: *laughs* So, a few weeks ago I ran down with my husband to Vegas and we got married. We didn't tell our kids or anyone and now we are having an open house. Somehow we ended up at the Wedding Chapel -- Chapel of Love -- and Elvis married us... and I want Elvis to sing at my open house...
Me: Do you mind if I put you on hold while I find you an Elvis?
Lady: Sure
Me: *laughs* Kyle, do we know an Elvis?
Kyle: What???
Me: I have a lady on the phone who eloped to Vegas and was married by Elvis. Now she wants an Elvis to sing at her open house...
Office erupts into laughter.
Kyle: Oh boy... Connect her to the music department. :D

wow...