Best of Stewie #6!!!

Because I love Stewie

Yet another Saturday doing homework. Though I will admit it is so much nicer to waste an entire Saturday doing work when you can do it outside on the breezeway. Even though it's 3:00 and I haven't done anything but work on my econ project and take a walk, I feel like the day was not completely wasted because I've been outside all day. It's less depressing than doing it inside in January. In January it would be dark by now and I would definately feel like my day was wasted. Though if it was January that would mean I was taking classes 13 and 14 out of 19 and now I am only working on class 9 out of 19. Wow - next May I will be done with 14 out of the 19 classes! This whole period of my life really will come to an end one day! That's exciting to think about. Two more years..... two more years (10 more classes, but that's not fun to think about)



It's amazing how much being on the cape during the summer help improve my general outlook on life. I love being outside, I love going to the beach, I love riding my bike, I love swimming in my grandmother's pool, I love going to the Yacht Club, and I love going on the boat. Today I won't do much on What I Love About the Cape list, though we are going to the Yacht Club for dinner. Andrew's parents are in Falmouth for the weekend and they are coming over to my parents house tonight and then we are going to FYC for dinner. My parents are going to HYC with their friends - aren't they special?



So even though it's been a busy, homework-filled day I am full of inner peace. I am in a zen place right now. I am achieving nirvana.... okay maybe not. But I don't want to cry, so that is an improvement!

I gave you fair warning

Mr. Babymaker, I have extended your deadline by 3 days. You are coming OFF my blog. One of my pet peeves is people who don't update blogs. You're gone. Say good-bye to your nice link on my blog. I'm kind of important. People know me. You'll regret this one day

things that annoy me - a short list.

1. People that bang a left as soon as the light turns green. You do NOT have the right of way! The person going straight has the right of way! I'm not quite sure when this practice started, but I see it about to happen, I will fly off the line and get right in front of those people taking a left. Sometimes I slow down and wave too. =) What are they going to do, hit my Carolla?

2. people who don't use blinkers. Enough said.

3. SAHMs (stay at home mothers) who criticize parents who work. Some parents chose to work, other parents can't afford to live on one income. This is especially true in high COL (cost of living) areas, such as Greater Boston. So get the fuck off your high horse, SAHMs! I am not a stay at home mother for the very simple fact that I am not a mother. But in the event that we one day have a little rug rat running around, chances are very great that I will work. Don't tell me I am a bad parent, don't tell me someone else is raising my child, and also - don't rub it in my face that you are staying home and I am not. That's just plain mean to mothers who work because they have to, not because they want to. Have a heart.

4. The deli and produce managers at the Shaws in Cobbs Corner. They have the worst deli and produce that I have ever seen anywhere. They should be fired and trained monkeys should be bought in to replace them

5. Rosie O'Donnell.

6. Anyone who holds any sort of administrative job at UMB and really at UMass as a whole.

My first year of marriage

well one year ago today was my rehearsal dinner. Well technically the RD was a year ago on the 17th, but you get my drift.



I find it really hard to believe I have been married for a year. For those of you who don't know, we had a really long engagement. It wasn't what we wanted but we had no choice in the matter. Family dynamics being what they are. Because of our really long engagement, it felt like the wedding would never get here. But eventually it did and we had a really fun wedding and off to Aruba we went. Then we came back to the real world.



We didn't live together before we were married - most people couldn't believe that and thought that we were doomed for a divorce. These warnings came despite statistics proving that living together before marriage leads to a higher divorce rate than not living together. Somehow, despite predictions that surely we could never get through a marriage if we didn't have a trial run first, we've made it a year. I think not living together before marriage was a really good idea - even though it wasn't actually a decision we made, but more a decision that was forced upon us from logistics and again, family dynamics. But standing up at the altar, exchanging vows, knowing we really were going to start a new life together was so exciting.

We've had a busy year - I've continued on with school and Andrew took the GMAT and started school. We've both done very well in school, but it's kept us really busy. We've had some fun mixed in to our lives as well. We've had a lot of fun with friends, we went down to Newport for a mini-getaway, we did some really great skiing, and fixed up our condo a little bit at a time. I hope our second year is as good as our first and by the time our third year rolls around we will both be done with school. We'll have to fill our time with something else....

I think I was supposed to live in Texas. I want to wear a cowboy (cowgirl?) hat. I want to line dance. I want to ride horses. I want to be in warm weather. I want to live in Texas. I think I could live in Colorado as well, but there aren't any beaches in Colorado. But there is really good skiing. Hmmm.... Okay, this is where I want to live: a warm climate, but an hour away from really big mountains with great skiing. I want to live no more than 5 minutes from an ocean. I want to be a cowgirl and spend my days wrangling horses. I don't know what wrangling horses means, but I know you don't do it in a cubicle. I want to have cowboy boots and a 10 gallon hat (my father has both of those things, back from when he worked a lot in Texas. He really liked that time in his life. He even went to some rodeos. For those of you who have met my dad, I am not making that up!!) So where can I live? Where am I right on a beach in a constantly warm climate, but only an hour away from the skiing mountains? And where do I wrangle horses? Where do I even learn what that means?

Am I going through a quarter life crisis? Is this what John Mayer is talking about? I'm not going to quit school or work and move back in with my parents. I am going to continue to be a productive member of society. Perhaps Mr. Mayer wasn't actually talking about me. So I guess until Meghanland is discovered (hey stranger things have happened..... okay, maybe not) I guess I will stay in New England and deal with wimpy little mountains for skiing, 8 weeks tops of beach weather, and a severe lack of ranch land for my horse-related daily life.

I will return

I am coming back later to update for real, but before I forget, Andrew is blogging again. I don't know how long it will last this time, but he's done 3 posts, so I will link him up once more

www.tengoodminutes.blogspot.com


Also, if Blame it on the Baby Maker doesn't update by Monday, he's coming down off my page. He hasn't updated in a month, and when you are blogging about a pregnancy that only lasts for 9 months, you really shouldn't take a month off. Mr. Babymaker - you have 3 days!

So as an MBA candidate (doesn't that sound better than lowly grad student who hates her life?) I have to work a lot in groups. A LOT. Which can be good, when other people know more about what we are doing than I do. It can be bad when I know more about what we are doing than other people. It can be good when people volunteer to do more work, leaving me with less, and it can be bad when I have to do more work than other people. For the most part, however, it's a pretty even workload to share. The class that I am currently taking has a pretty intensive paper due July 5. 20 Pages on our economy's ups and downs in comparison with another economy's. It's more specific than that, but you get the idea. And I am in a group with a kid who wants to be the leader of the group, which is fine with me. But it's taking me a lot of time to get him to realize that groups are not dictatorships. He basically decided we are writing X, Y, and Z, and that is all there is too it. Which would be fine if X, Y, and Z, was what the professor wanted us to write! Which, alas, is not the case. So clearly we can't do X, Y, and Z, we are going to have to do something else. He's not letting go if it though. I just want to scream, WE CANNOT DO X, Y, AND Z, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PICK SOMETHING ELSE!!! I don't even care what he picks, as long as it is something else!

It's funny how hopes and dreams can change so much. I always said I would never get married before I was 30, I always wanted to live in Sydney, I wanted to be a lawyer (and wear a blue suit), I wanted to be a teacher, I never wanted to go to grad school (not sure how I was going to manage the law or education profession without a graduate degree...) and I hated chocolate for the majority of my life.

odd.

I got married just past my 25th birthday, I have never even been to Australia, I decided in the NH Supreme Courthouse when I was a junior in college that the law was not meant for me - plus I have two suits and neither one is blue. I couldn't deal with the low pay of teachers, though I have to admit I would probably still do it for the summers of and all their vacations. Clearly I am suffering through 4 long years of grad school, and now I'm a big advocate of chocolate. Though I still loathe and detest chocolate ice cream (hello people... it tastes NOTHING like chocolate! How can you eat that crap?) and I don't like my chocolate mixed with anything, and I refer vanilla cake to chocolate cake. But real milk chocolate in an unadulterated state is yummy.

Life's just funny like that. I also swore up and down that I wasn't going to go to college. Why anyone would want to do that much work was beyond me and I was fully convinced that I could never handle the workload. Of course the diploma hanging above me all nice and shiny says something else.

Clearly my life plans were not ever going to come to fuition. I don't regret not fulfilling some of them. I am sad about never getting to live, or at least visit, Sydney. I'd really love to have summers off. It's not going to happen though. Time for some new dreams. Like to get through these next two years and then never setting foot in an institute of higher learning for the rest of my natural life. Buying a house is another dream of mine - my dream is a big colonial on the water in Hingham, Cohasset, Scituate, Marshfield, etc. But I'll be happy with a 3 bedroom cape anywhere.

For now it seems my entire life is on hold until Andrew and I both finish our degrees. Which means 2 more years to dream big.