Wednesday Wisdom: Habit

Recently I read The Power of Habit by Charles Duhigg and it was crazy good. If you read it, and I think you should,  it will make you take a long hard look at why you do the things you do including how you shop at Target. Currently, I’m using the steps that the author gives to change some habits in my life right now. I’ll share some of them with you later. What habit do you want to change? For now, just re-read Aristotle’s quote. Then read it again. Those are some pretty powerful words.

Have a great rest of the week!


The story of us…

Family day at the coast, 2009.

Family day at the coast, 2009.

I can’t believe that it’s been EIGHT years that Mister and I started dating. It seems like just yesterday he was trying to get my number, and now here we are eight years and a different state (literally) later. It has been the best eight years of my life, no matter the up’s and down’s I wouldn’t take any of it back. Okay, well maybe there’s a few things I would take back. That awful attempt at beef stroganoff that one time, I would take that back. But thanks for eating it anyway. Note to girls (and guys): If your loved one will still eat an inedible meal that you made for them, just marry them.


Anyway, I digress. I promised you our story so here it goes:

When the two of us met I was unavailable for dating, off the market so to speak. I worked as a teller at a community bank in northern Idaho and he was a customer. I still remember the first time I helped him, he had to spell out his name for me and referenced one of my favorite childhood books as his spelling. He was just adorable and funny, always trying to make me laugh, such a flirt! Over the next year he would come in and we would chat. He seemed to lose his debit card a lot, which meant that we had to re-order him a new one at least once a month. Let me tell you, he was not giving off the most responsible vibe, if you know what I mean.

Ah, old pictures. Remember when the date was permanently etched in there?

Ah, old pictures. Remember when the date was permanently etched in there?

After much work on his part and some pretty big life changes on mine I was back on the market! It was summer and I was single and ready to mingle! One day he came into the bank and I overheard him say to a fellow teller that he was planning on moving to Portland for school. When he was done he came over to say hello and I mentioned how unfair it was that I was finally able to date and he was moving away. He mentioned that he was going to culinary school, so obviously I said he should make me dinner before he left. He gave me his number but didn’t ask for mine so of course, I didn’t call him. I thought if he was so interested he would have asked for my number, right?

About a week later he came in and was talking to the teller next to me and mentioned that he had given me his number and I had never called. The woman, who was like the head Momma at the bank, turned to me and said, “There’s no reason not to call him.” This juicy gossip circulated around that I had this guys number and hadn’t called him. My manager told me that if I didn’t use his number to give it to her for her daughter, she needed a nice guy.

So of course, I didn’t call him.

Baseball game, 2009.

Baseball game, 2009.

Yeah I made him wait two weeks before I called him. And when I did finally call him I only apologized for not calling earlier. He acted like he didn’t care, like it was no big deal. I for sure thought that the ship had sailed and I prepared to hand over the golden number to my boss for her daughter.

The next day he was in the bank. Ordering a new debit card.

He looked a little more polished than usual, like he hadn’t just gotten off work, but had put a clean shirt on and done up his hair. It was adorable. He asked me to join him at some bar that night for a party for one of his friends. I acted like it was no big deal, like maybe I had plans, we’d see. It was a school night and I had to work early the next day.

So of course, I dragged my only single friend out at 9:00 that night and made her come with me to the bar.

And the rest, as they say…is history.

Five years! 2010.

Five years! 2010.

A week later he was helping me move into a new apartment, a month later we were dreaming about running away together. Six months later he was moving me out of my scary apartment and into his house, where I found a drawer full of debit cards that weren’t activated. He had figured out that it took longer to order a new card, so he just kept ordering them so he could talk to me. Of course, I was positively oblivious.

We spent our first anniversary eating Mac & Cheese and Corn Dogs off of boxes in our first apartment here in Eugene. It was a whirlwind romance and I’m sure there are many times that my friends and family had to bite their tongues when I would tell them that I was moving to a new state with this boy I had been dating for less than a year.

Our first 4th of July, a week after we moved to Eugene.

Our first 4th of July, a week after we moved to Eugene.

I had found what I was looking for and I knew that this was the guy that I would marry and make a life with. It’s been a wild ride, these last eight years. Through all the ups and downs we’ve never left each other’s side. He’s my best friend and I know that no matter what life throws at us we’ll help each other get through it. And let me tell you, life has thrown us plenty of curveballs in the last eight years. Now we just look back at those times and laugh because we remember the good parts and shake our heads at the parts that caused any pain.


Next year we get married and I’m so excited that I finally get to call him my husband. We’re one of the last couples in our group of friends to get married, and one of the longest relationships of all our friends. I think everything happens in its own time, and next year will be perfect for a wedding.

Now I have to go find some tissues, have a great weekend everyone!


Summer Reading List

One thing that I miss during the school year is reading. Well, I read all the time during the school year, but it is very rare that I actually get to read for pleasure. So this summer, I’m planning on reading until my Kindle dies and my eyes get blurry. Then I’ll just plug the Kindle in and put my glasses on and pick up where I left off. Besides, is there anything more relaxing than a good book and a cocktail? 

Here are five books that I hope to finish this summer:

 1. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

 Obviously, this is a classic and unlike 90% of high school kids in this country, I did not read this during junior year English.  I don’t even remember what we read, but I know we didn’t read this. The movie was amazing, and I started reading this the night I saw it. Unfortunately it was during the middle of the term and I haven’t made it past the first chapter yet.

2. World War Z by Max Brooks

I’ve wanted to read this since I heard Max Brooks on Fresh Air with Terry Gross. We saw the movie this week and we both thought it was great. Now after hearing the movie is nothing like the book I can’t wait to read this. Zombies and politics, there are jokes there.

 3. Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? by Mindy Kaling

 I love Mindy Kaling, I think she is one of the funniest female comedians out there right now. I also think that I am the last one of my friends to read this. I think I’ll read this after World War Z, I may need some laughs.

4. Wild  by Cheryl Strayed

I don’t think that a summer reading list would be complete without a book about a wildlife adventure. This is the story of a young woman who hiked the Pacific Crest Trail, which by the way, runs through my state. I would love to hike the PCT, maybe one day I will.

 5. The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

 Can I be honest? I couldn’t for the life of me think of a 5th book to put on this list. I immediately thought to ask my best friend Lenore but I knew that if I asked her she would most likely recommend this book. Only because it’s the one she always recommends and I have yet to read. Sorry, Nore, I’m on it!

There it is, my summer reading list. I better get my Kindle charger out.

A Little Late…but just as exciting

This post is a long time coming, about two months and one week to be exact. I meant to write this last week, but life got in the way. Sometimes that happens. Sometimes your life changes in crazy and unpredictable ways. And sometimes even though you thought you were ready for something, when the moment happens you absolutely realize that you were not ready. And then everything becomes exciting and crazy, and nerve-wracking all at once. And suddenly you look at the world slightly different, because something that you wanted for so long is finally happening and what seemed like a dream is actually coming true. And then you panic, and you call your bestie, and your mom, and everyone is excited so you’re panic subsides and you finally get excited too.

So that happened. About two months and one week ago.

Because two months and one week ago, on February 4, 2012, after 6 ½ years together….


I know! RIGHT?!?!?


You totally thought I was pregnant, right? I get that. But I’m not. We’re just getting married.

The whole thing was rather sweet. Well, of course it was, that was silly thing to say. It was simple and not flashy, just a simple question in our kitchen. But it’s something I will never forget. I’ll tell you the story. When I have more time, and I’m not sick. And I don’t have a mountain of homework in front of me.

Now I guess the question is, does Mister get a new name? Should he now be “Fiancee?” That seems so formal. What do you think?

2011…I want to break up.

2011, you and I need to have a talk.
You’ve been kind of an ass for the last few months and I don’t appreciate your attitude any longer.
I think it’s time we broke up.

It’s not just me that you’ve been mean to this year. I have a few friends that you’ve terrorized as well. And while they may be more forgiving and understanding, I think you’ve been pretty crappy all around. I’m not going to ask you for an apology because what’s done is done. All we can do now is go our separate ways and learn from our time together.

I learned a lot from you 2011, and there are moments that will stay in my thoughts forever.
There was my great birthday party:

Fun times with Misters family:

Getting my Kitchen Aid mixer:

Judging the Eugene Celebration parade with my bestie:

My first day at UO:

I didn't have a picture of that, just my favorite study spot

Beach Bocce during Occupy Beach House:

Seeing this girl who I love so much:

My summer vacay with my mom and aunties:

Celebrating my Gram Jam’s birthday in Arizona:

Yes, we had some good times. But this is over between you and me. Thank you for the lessons you taught me, I am smarter and stronger for them. But it’s time for you to go now.
Goodbye 2011. It was nice knowing you.

Hey! I’m over here!

HEY! I’m over here now!

Same me, just a new address. I figured after my long break (3 months! EEP!) I needed a whole new start. So I cleared out the cobwebs and am ready to start brand spankin’ new!

Please bear with me while I work out the kinks and learn the new system. If you want to receive email notifications when I write a new post you can subscribe by clicking the follow button in the right corner. Then you’ll never be out of the loop.

And if your still mad about the move or the break, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow with an amazing recipe that will make you love me again.