Our First Christmas

Today, Boxing Day, Turkey Butt and I are celebrating our first Christmas together. We're starting the day in our matching pajamas, he'll make us smoothies and french toast, my parents will come watch us open our presents, I'll make scallopped potatoes for supper (his request) and we'll just lie around being lazy with the animal babies all day!

Last night, since it was our version of Christmas Eve, we each opened one gift from the other. I received a beautiful photo of an old house that spans across two canvases. Turkey Butt received a DVD collection of the entire career of one certain boxer. He was SO excited! Big smiles, goofy grin, knocked me over to kiss me and thank me and tell me he loves me. What a great reaction!

Now if only he'll get out of bed, we can get this party started :) This is my life!

Happy Holidays!

My Christmas Eve has been absolutely amazing! I was surrounded by my family, we had some amazing food, and the gifts this year were above par! The only things I'm lacking are my Turkey Butt and my Dog Face. It's so quiet in the house with just Rocco and I, and opening gifts isn't the same without Turkey Butt to show them to. We'll have our own Christmas (on Boxing day) and create some traditions of our own to carry on when we have kidlets but I miss him now. He's sadly an hour away, visiting his family and I work in T-minus 8 hours for the entire Christmas Day. Sigh. This is most definitely the last time I let anything get in the way of spending the holidays with the love of my life! This is my life!

This is why I love my fiance!

Give me a kiss to build a dream on

And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss

Sweetheart, I ask no more than this

A kiss to build a dream on

Give me a kiss before you leave me

And my imagination will feed my hungry heart

Leave me one thing before we part

A kiss to build a dream on

When I got home from work tonight, I sat down at the computer to glance at my Facebook and update my blog. This is pretty common for me. But, just as I sat down, Turkey Butt turned on some music (not so out of the ordinary), turned on the Christmas tree lights, and turned off the rest of the lights. I didn't think much of it, except that it was difficult to type in my email address in the dark. But then Turkey Butt grabbed my hand and asked me to come dance with him :) We just slow danced to 'A Kiss To Build A Dream On' by Louis Armstrong, in front of our Christmas tree! Soooo romantic, so sweet, so absolutely perfect! I SO love my fiance! He's a keeper! This is my life :) :) :) :)

Surprise!

(this is my life)

Lest We Forget

This war, the previous ones, and any future wars we may have to be apart of are never far from my thoughts. To my future brother-in-law - who is in Afghanistan with the Canadian Forces as we speak, to my great grandfather - who lost his leg in World War 2, to my Turkey Butt - who applied for the Canadian Forces just a few short days ago:

We Remember!

This is my life!

Wedding Planning!

Turkey Butt suggested yesterday that our day off together be used for wedding planning. Now, I don't know why he's sucking up, but clearly he must be. The usual reaction that I get from Turkey Butt when I mention the wedding for the one billionth time (okay, it's so not that bad) is a "Yes Dear" and then he forgets it ever happened. Perhaps he's just realizing that the Wedding of the Century (aka our wedding) is less than 11 months away. Yikes! Now I just have to figure out all of the little details that I need to be focusing my attention on. Suggestions?

Oh, and just for fun, a few more Etsy wedding loves:

WilliamDohman

GoGoSnap

BorntoWed

This is my life!

Mmmmmm.

I would kill for some of Turkey Butt's amazing Fettucine Alfredo right about now. But since he's in the middle of a 15 hour shift (yup, the restaurant industry is super lame), I'm stuck with the frozen, pre-packaged kind. Oddly though, with a bottle of Tangerine/Lime Sparkling Water, a chick flick (Letters to Juliet) and Adora to cuddle with, it's shaping up to be a pretty fantastic meal!

I am soooo BEYOND excited to spend all day tomorrow with Turkey Butt, though! I love Mondays!! Monday's being the one day of the week that Turkey Butt gets off as the restaurant he works at is closed. Monday's being the one day I refuse to pick up a shift (except perhaps the occasional O/N) so that I have time to spend with my two loves! Tomorrow, if the rain can ease up a bit, will be filled with a romp through the forest, some Crispix Mix making, and some wedding planning in bed while watching movies! This is my life!

Happy Halloween!

I'm so excited that the day is finally here! We've been planning our Haunted Housewarming for months now and although there are real leaves (and therefore real bugs) on my kitchen floor, I couldn't be happier with the outcome. Decorating has been a family affair. My sister, her boyfriend and my Mama carved pumpkins and helped Turkey Butt and I with all the decorating. We've got 11 jack o'lanterns that will find a home in the yard. This is my inspiration:

A yard full of pumpkins like in the film, Trick R Treat seems very creepy to me! Add to it the cemetary in my kitchen and the dead body in the hallway - it should be a great haunted house! Now I just have to get some sleep (I just got off an O/N) and then get dressed and made up in my zombie prom queen outfit. More photos to follow I'm sure!

This is my life!

A case of the grumps.

I think that once in awhile I am allowed to be grumpy! For instance, if I haven't been home for more than 5 minutes in the last 15 hours because I've been working. If my boss shows up late to relieve me, again. If I go to scrape the frost off my car only to realize that my perfectly-good-last-summer scraper is broken and the actualy scraping part of it is missing. If I notice a large pile of turkey fat on my back seat where Turkey Butt kept the turkey during our hour long drive to the cottage for Thanksgiving. The turkey he promised wouldn't spill on my backseat and made it seem like that was such a silly question for me to ask. If I try to pull in my driveway and have to wait for the delinquent from upstairs (and his buddy - the town's resident underage drunk whom i've caught shoplifting at a previous job) to stop smoking in the middle of the driveway and move out of my way. If I pull into the driveway and realize that the parking lot is full, again - and I won't be able to back into my awkward parking space. If I get out of the Jeep to find Turkey Butt standing in the door, ready to leave for work even though I've seen him for less than 10 minutes since 2pm yesterday. AND THEN, he gets huffy about my grumpiness and leaves without saying goodbye or even giving me a goodbye kiss, only making me MORE grumpy. HMPH! Today is a grumpy day. This is my life.

Thanksgiving.

I just want to start this by saying that I am so very thankful for the wonderful life I live. My amazing family, my great friends, and even my smelly dog. I am thankful for my sister who spent 6 hours of her Thanksgiving keeping me company in the Emergency Room and for my wonderful Turkey Butt who loves me with all his heart and will forever do so, no matter what life throws at us.

Yeah. I spent 6 hours in the Emergency Room on Thanksgiving Sunday. I noticed some front bum bleeding when I got home from turkey dinner at my grandparent's house and found out shortly before 2am that I was in the process of miscarrying my little bun.

I'm doing alright now. My physical pain has subsided a great deal (though the doctor has me on strict orders to not work and take it easy) and my emotional pain is ... better. I'm still heartbroken. I still feel like a little bit of a failure. I still think it is not fair at all. But I can smile and laugh and go most of the day without crying. I can hug and kiss Turkey Butt and know that we're really going to be alright.

We barely had time to get used to the idea of having a bun in the oven. It's actually been less than a week since I peed on two home pregnancy tests - and received two positive results. But alot happens in such a short time. We created a nickname for our fertilized egg. We talked baby names. Turkey Butt kissed my still small belly every night before bed. We pondered our future with our little baby bun....

But we'll be okay. And we'll keep trying. And no matter what this life brings us, we will always have each other. This is my life.

Gobble, Gobble, Gobble

Looking forward to my first Thanksgiving as a semi-non-vegetarian in ten years!! I made the selfless decision to start eating meat again when Turkey Butt and I started trying to become pregnant and have yet to regret it. In fact, who knew turkey tasted so darn good? Seriously! Hot turkey sandwich's smothered in gravy are now a staple of my diet. Um num num! I'm so excited for turkey today AND especially turkey tomorrow.

Turkey Butt (haha, loving the cleverness of the nickname right now) is whipping up a HUGE turkey feast for my family tomorrow. And I do mean huge. Turkey Butt has dragged me into the walk-in refridgerator at the restaurant he works at just to see the 27lb. turkey he bought. He's so proud. SO proud. I am so hungry just thinking about it. Stuffing and gravy and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce and turkey covered in rosemary butter. Oh my!

I might just gain 12lbs. this weekend, and I'm okay with that! This is my life!

Why I Love Turkey Butt

I accidentally forgot my phone on the bed while I was in the living room blogging today. I missed one call and five texts from Turkey Butt in less than an hour. This was my favorite:

"helo its me boyfriend turkey butt. remember me u love me. talk to me"

Hahaha, my boy is many things, but an extraordinary speller will never be one of them. But that's what makes this so darn cute.

Oh, and this lunch box (see below), which was unexpectedly delivered to me at work, is another reason why I love him!

(hot chocolate in my ladybug thermos, juice pack, bloody candy finger, pb & j tortilla wraps, banana, 'The Guardian' movie and a wonderfully misspelled love note)

I think he's a keeper.

This is my life:)

A Little Product Lovin'

These glass containers from 'frigoverre' are my latest obsession! We find them from $4 to $8 at Winner's and Turkey Butt will buy me one every now and then. I try to cut the amount of plastic that I bring into my house, especially for items that get used over and over again, which makes these fantastic! Check out their website: http://bormioliroccousa.com/ to find more completely fabulous items.

This is my life!

Cape Split.

3.25 hours later, this is my life!

Labour Day.

When I was a kid, I thought the Labour part of this holiday referred to giving birth and not working for a living. The strangest part was that I didn't even know ANYONE who was born in September on/near this birthing holiday. Blew my mind. Of course, I was also the kid who thought chocolate milk (not steak) came from brown cows...

Alas, this Labour Day I don't know anyone giving birth AND I had to work an awake O/N. Double lame! At least I got off at 7am and caught up on my sleep a bit. Just waiting for Turkey Butt to get off work so we can go for a hike (will add photos later) and enjoy DONUT MONDAY!!!!!!

For those of you not in the know, Donut Monday is this amazing holiday created by me and Turkey Butt. We are obsessed with Tim Horton's donuts - Blueberry Bloom's and Powdered's and Boston Cream's, oh my! So obsessed in fact, that we had to limit our consumption to once a week (and no more than 3 each). Hence, DONUT MONDAY! I am BEYOND excited!

This is my life :)

Princess Prancy Pants

I'm going to attempt to upload a video of Adora that was filmed last night. It is further proof that this baby girl is spoiled, inspite of what her "sad face" may try to get across when you leave her alone for a minute.



In this, Turkey Butt is holding her dog treat and encouraging her to take it out of his hands. Usually she is given treats, quite freely by certain grandparents (I might add). This is her reaction. Keep in mind this was going on for a few minutes before I could find my camera and set it to "video".

In other news, my ever so clumsy Turkey Butt managed to step on a furniture tack last night. After it happened, he just stood on one foot and calmly repeated, "Take this out. Take this out. Take this out." It was really stuck up there!!! The tack part of it was about 4 times the length of a thumb tack and I'm very surprised it didn't pop out the top of his foot. Now I get to watch him limp around the house, which provides me with hours of entertainment!

This is my life!

The Comical Complications of TTC

To start I must apologize to any future grandparents who may come across this while leisurely keeping up to date on my life - Sorry for ruining the surprise! On that note, this whole process of TTC (trying to conceive) is beyond comical! Okay, so it's alot of things - exciting, nerve-wracking, stressful, etc. Today, while i'm home sick from work due to a very persistent bladder infection (TMI - I know), I'll try to update you on a few funny realizations after my first month of TTC.

Since we've really just began to try, I haven't done much more than Google the topic to aid in our adventure. I haven't succumbed to taking my temperature daily or buying expensive over the counter ovulation kits yet. I mainly just try to keep things in for 15 minutes following "the deed" and I'm taking prenatal vitamins to up my folic acid intake. I don't want becoming pregnant to resemble a job more than the fun job it should be. Oh, but then there's the mucous. As a little "Hey, you're ovulating" heads up, your vaginal mucous changes. It becomes thin and stringy... Or was it thick and elastic-y? Okay, I still haven't gotten this part down yet. But I can honestly say that all these years that I've longed to meet the right guy, settle down, and have babies, I never imagined that the state of my vaginal mucous would take the place of foreplay for Turkey Butt and I.

Something that struck me as funny as I was preparing to take my first at home pregnancy test was the product's packaging. I opened the box and realized that clearly, based on the packaging, they wanted me to piss on a fruit roll up...

My last comical incident of this post occurred in the parking lot of a fast food joint the other day. After I downed half a medium container of KFC gravy (yes, I drank it), I prayed that I was knocked up for no other reason than to justify what I just did. Then I went to Tim Horton's and bought 6 timbits and 2 donuts...

Due to the bladder infection and these pesky antibiotics, we'll be acting like teenagers (according to Turkey Butt) and using condoms for the next week or so. With my luck though, I'll be posting more stories in no time!

This is my life...

New. New. New.

Turkey Butt and I finally moved into our “First Place”! So far, I must admit that it is absolutely fantastic. As is the free reign I am given to buy more stuff to fill the apartment. Like this brand spanking new laptop that I’m using to type this post. FANTASTIC! I’m hoping this will lead to more blogging! Lisa, I wish you weren’t so anti-Facebook so I wouldn’t have to save all of my new apartment pictures onto the new computer! Until I get around to that…

Turkey Butt and Elle – A relaxing day at the Cottage!



This is my life :)

Mr. Clumsy

I swear that Turkey Butt is one of the clumsiest people that I know. This, added to the fact that he works as a chef in a hot kitchen 6 days a week, causes me an excessive amount of stress. He also happens to be very bad about informing of his numerous injuries, as you will soon read.

One night I got a text that essentially said, "I may need to go to the hospital." After an hour of unanswered texts and calls, I found out that he slipped on ice spilled from the ice machine and didn't end up at the hospital. Another night, I received a phone call along these lines, "Since you said you wanted to know these things, I'm calling to tell that I burnt my face pretty bad. I'll let you know if I have to go to the Emergency Room." That night it was another hour before I got the back story and realized that he didn't require medical treatment. But hey, at least he called...? Earlier this week, I got a series of texts informing me that he burnt his hand really bad and got to go home early. He spent that night with his hand in a bucket of cold water as he slept.

Cut to today...

About two hours after he left for work today, I get a call from TB asking me if I had any small bandaids in my Jeep's First Aid Kit. Since I've gotten used to his clumsiness, I simply told him "I don't want to know", hopped into the Jeep and drove to his workplace. Upon arriving I find Turkey Butt with a fairly deep gash (and large bump) going horizontally across the bridge of his nose. While laughing, I cleaned and bandaged the wound. Then I got the story behind his "boxing injury" as I'm supposed to call it. Apparently one of the teenage dishwasher's was holding up a baking sheet for Turkey Butt to punch (he is an amateur boxer) but he didn't have a good grip on it. When TB hit it, the baking sheet somehow flew into his face and sliced open his nose.

Oye! This is my life...

86.5 Hours and Counting...

My excuses for not updating this blog in a few months are endless:

-I'm putting in an 86.5 hour work week;
-Turkey Butt's computer conveniently leaves out every third letter typed making blogging annoying not therapeutic;
-Any free time that I can scrounge up is spent with Turkey Butt & our dog, sleeping, with my best friend Ay or with Aych and the rest of my family.

My reasons for getting back into the blogging habit:

-Okay, there's really only one: I have a follower who isn't my best friend Ay!!!!

Welcome to my life Lisa! Check her out at:

http://happilyeverafterinseattle.blogspot.com/

Now as for the goings on in my life, there are too many to remember! But here's a quick (and completely random) rundown:

-Turkey Butt & I have not found the house of our dreams (in our price range) so we're still renting.
-My dream apartment became a nightmare 5 days in when we were informed that they were being turned into condos and we had only a few months to move out or buy them.
-I've picked up job number 3 to test my sanity even more. I'm working 12 hours a week as a Personal Companion for a dementia patient in a local Nursing Home.
-We're purchasing puppy baby number two soon!!! We find out in 4 weeks if our breeder's golden retriever is knocked up. If so, Adora is getting a little sister in mid-October :)
-Turkey Butt and I are still going strong. It's not easy and we work really hard at our relationship but our love for each other has never waivered. And, if all goes according to plan, I will be Mrs. Turkey Butt in the Fall of 2011 <3

Hopefully that recap will suffice! I'm going to attempt a nap in 30 degree weather (Celsius) with only one fan to cool me off and an overnight shift beginning in 5.5 hours. Wish me luck. This is my life...