Football Division

Joe and I agree on many-a-thing, but football is one place where we have strong division. He is a Kansas City Chiefs fan (boo, hiss) and I am a Denver Broncos fan (woot woot!)

It's kind of fun to have something to "fight" over.

It's even more fun that they are in the same conference, so we have lots of opportunities to argue over our teams.

(This is our house on a Broncos/Chiefs game day - j/k)

Joe just informed me that we (as in, the Denver Broncos) just signed Wes Welker. Boom.

He's none too happy.

I'm thrilled (in big part because he's none too happy)!

Ah, married life.

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Sick = Boredom = Too Much Pinterest

I've missed the last two days of work (worked from home yesterday, took a sick day today) to try to get the rest of my cold annihilated. I've slept - A LOT - but aside from that I've been pretty bored and have spent too much time on Pinterest.

Speaking of Pinterest, you can find me here.

After recovering (slightly) from the Downton season 3 finale, I've also enjoyed the chance to look up information about the actors, show, etc. I HATE spoilers - so when watching a show that has already aired, I avoid any mention of it like the plague. Once I finish that last episode though, I immediately hit up IMDB (as in, credits start rolling and my fingers are already typing imdb.com on my laptop).

***Side Note*** I have a system because, as previously mentioned, I am often late to the popular culture party. Most recent example? Joe and I just started The Walking Dead a couple nights ago ***End of Side Note***

This time around, I also realized I could do a search on Pinterest for things related to Downton Abbey, and found some gems.

Some of my favorites (no spoilers past season 2, promise):

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I Never Knew Being Sick Could Be So Yummy!

Friday morning I came down with a cold, and luckily survived the work day (we'll see if I can make it in tomorrow).

I am such a lucky wife, because Joe spoiled me with yummy warm food all weekend long to soothe my sore throat. The recipes were so good, I wanted to share.

Saturday for lunch we had Mac and Cheese - easy enough, no need to share that recipe haha. But for dinner, I asked him to make chicken pot pie cupcakes that I found on Pinterest. They were so delicious - here's a pic, that really doesn't do them justice:

Today for lunch, he made yummy tomato parmesan soup. I forgot to take a pic, but you can find the recipe here. Joe wanted to cut the calories, so he used skim milk instead of half and half. He also cooked it on the stove instead of in the crock pot. You could not tell the difference at all. The soup was super creamy and delicious. I'd try it in the crock pot next time just to develop flavor more, but definitely sub the half and half for skim milk. Your gut will thank you.

Tonight for dinner he made risotto. No recipe, and no picture, but it was very good :)

I think I may try to get sick more often. I haven't eaten this well in a while. Thank goodness for leftovers :)

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Addendum to My Last Post

*** Downton Abbey is a great show - but be prepared to have your heart broken (repeatedly) ***

I Heart Downton Abbey

In terms of popular culture, I tend to be a bit late to the party... and Downton Abbey has been no different.

(Heck, my grandma has been urging me for months to watch it.)

I figured I'd like it - I heard from enough people that it was a good show - but I wasn't dying to give it a shot. Plus, I didn't expect Joe would watch, and our goal lately has been to find a really good series to get into together. How could I expect my husband to get into a British period piece on Masterpiece Theater?

Well, about two weeks ago after I had jokingly suggested he give it a shot with me, my darling husband agreed to at least try it.

I was floored.

But I was more floored at the end of the first episode.

Floored because I couldn't believe I hadn't watched it sooner. IT.WAS.BLOODY.AWESOME.

(The British-isms are getting to me)

Plus - Joe liked it too!

Win!

Since then we've been watching at least an episode a day, and in a few minutes we'll start the season three finale. I'm sad to learn that season four is almost a year away - not sure how I will be able to stand the wait.

But the point of my post is this - WATCH DOWNTON ABBEY. Do it. Now.


You can thank me later.

Dream Team

I'm a worrier, and when I get particularly worried about something, I tend to become a bit of an emotional basket case (*cough* last blog post *cough*).

It's no secret that I'm worried about the next 4+ years, but I can't change what's happening, and I wouldn't want to.  After all, if I did that would mean I either want Joe to give up his dream or that I wish we weren't together - neither of which could be further from the truth.

Joe's dream is to be a dentist.

My dream is to be a stay-at-home-mom.

What I need to realize is that these dreams are not mutually-exclusive (which is what it feels like in my lowest moments thinking about the time and money dental school requires). In fact, his dream is what will allow my dream to be possible. If he has to wait 4 years to get to where he wants to be, then I can too.

We have to be a dream team (cheesy, yes).

So here's where I have to get creative - and I'm certainly a fan of that.

I have to figure out how to keep myself occupied when he's busy, how to stay connected to the people I love despite the distance, and how to keep our relationship great despite the time he has to devote to school.

Am I up for that challenge? Duh. I don't turn down a good challenge ;)

The First Year Calendar...

Joe's calendar for his first year of dental school came in the mail today.

I was so excited to finally have an actual idea of what next year will be like - until I actually read it and realized how little time he's going to have off.

So little, in fact, he even has classes on Christmas Eve.

...My birthday...

Christmas Eve is a terrible day for a birthday, but one of the redeeming things about it has been that it's always free of work/school for my family and me.

Until now.

I've never NOT been home for my birthday and, unless we fly home after classes that day, I won't be home for Christmas for the first time ever either.

And that will likely be the case for the next four Christmases and birthdays.

I know I sound like (at best) a drama queen or (probably more like) a spoiled brat - plenty of people don't get to see their family on Christmas or their birthday (my husband never sees his - they live in Missouri) and plenty of people have to pack themselves like cattle through TSA on overpriced flights the day before Christmas.

Intellectually I get this.

But anyone who knows me knows I am much more emotional than intellectual.

Darn hormones and my Italian blood.

And before you think I am too melodramatic, why I think this is so upsetting is because this also has made me finally comprehend is just how little I am going to see my husband and family.

I'll be 3,000 miles (or a $350+ round trip airline ticket) from my family in a city where I know no one and my husband will be either in class, studying, or sleeping 24/7/365.

I don't know why this is a newsflash to me. I've known this all along.

And for those of you wondering when we are going to have a baby, I'm pretty sure I've also realized that won't be happening during Dental School. Heck - with this schedule we won't even have time to make a baby.

 Ugh.

Just let me feel sorry for myself for a while. I'll need to put on a brave face for Joe for the next 4 years.