Aug 31, 2011
The other night, Robby and I had a conversation about his decision to attempt the HCG diet. It’s nothing like taking what people claim to be effective weight loss pills but the risks and the concerns are there nonetheless.
First and foremost the diet entails daily injections and a caloric intake of 500 calories. That only concerns me. The shot is supposed to essentially trick your body into believing it is not hungry so you can comfortably eat 500 calories a day without feeling like you’re going to die of starvation. I don’t like it and I have no idea what the possible impact could be on his heart– something we already know is an issue.
I expressed this concern to him and he got upset stating that I was not being supportive. I told him that I do not agree with his decision and I will not agree with the diet but if made up his mind that this is something he wants to see through then I would support his decision; I just won’t agree with it.
He let the subject matter drop but I could tell that he was still not pleased about it. I am concerned about his health and feel that he did a piss poor job of following the Weight Watchers diet because while he was eating healthier, he wasn’t exercising and as a result he continued to maintain his weight.
Regardless, I love him and I understand his desire to want to lose weight. Do I agree with the method he is choosing? No. But will I support him regardless? Yes. Does that mean I’m being unsupportive? I don’t think so– but you tell me.
Jul 12, 2011
This past weekend Robby and I celebrated our 4 year marriage anniversary and his 28th birthday. We had a blast!
Saturday we headed over to a friend’s house and had an impromptu BBQ which was absolutely yummy! Sunday we woke up ass crack early in the morning to get ready to finally go tubing down the river which had it’s high and low points.
The Good: We had a great time and it was nice that for the first time since we’ve been out here, I actually had people to invite. It didn’t rain like the weather had predicted and the water wasn’t freezing like I had initially thought it might be. We got there at a fairly reasonable time and didn’t have very much difficultly loading everything on to the bus.
The Bad: As we were floating down the river, we were able to hit the side of a rock so Robby used his left hand to push off. As a result of that, his wedding band got stuck and slid right off his finger. I was pretty bummed considering it was the day before our anniversary, but I let it go for the time being. No sense crying over spilled milk and I knew if my mood darkened his wood as well.
The Ugly: We hit a pretty big rapid and we probably would have been okay had people been listening when we asked them to paddle right. As a result we ended up crashing into a group of people who’d already crashed into a log in the middle of the river and I was the first when to flip. When I popped up back, it was pure chaos. I had to essentially grab onto the nearest tube and hold myself in place because the current was so strong. Meanwhile, our tubes had flipped including the coolers we’d taken and the contents along with them. We ended up letting the current take us down until it was calm and pulled over to the side as we waited for Robby and our friend Mike to join us down river. We lost everything except for a few jello shots and thankfully the waterproof bag we’d taken that had an airtight case with all our cell phones. Hell, even the lid to the cooler flew off– though we did recover that at the very end.
During the chaos, Lisa’s leg got caught in some of the rope that we used to tie the tubes together and it wrapped around to the point that it caused bruising and swelling. I somehow managed to twist my ankle, though I didn’t notice it until the alcohol started to wear off towards the end of the trip down the river. It hurt like a bitch!
All in all the trip was fantastic. We learned a few things from our experiences and already have decided on who to invite and who not to invite the next time we go. Robby, of course got sunburned and I tanned like always =P.
Monday, Robby and I went to go see Bad Teacher which wasn’t as funny as we’d had hoped it would be. Basically, $5 dollar bin that sucker, lol. Afterwards we ate at Kobe’s and then hit up Fascinations were I got a really nice black corset that he absolutely adores. We obviously had sex and then crashed for the night around eleven.
Overall it was a great anniversary weekend even with the loss of his ring. He had a great time, I had a great time and we had an awesome time celebrating our 4 years and his birthday. Hmm… wonder what next year will bring.
Jan 27, 2011
I’m sitting here at 11:45 at night and thinking to myself about just how damn lucky I am. I say this because I have a man who comes home to me every night and the first thing he thinks to do is give me a kiss to let me know that I matter and that he loves me.
I have a man who I can text and ask to bring me food, who doesn’t have to ask what I want and just knows. I’m lucky in regards to the fact that this man, who sometimes drives me bat shit crazy with some of the things he does, is still the person who’s arms I want to crawl into and stay in forever because it’s right; because that’s where I’m safest. Because it’s home.
I don’t deny that he and I have our hiccups. We fight, we disagree, we pout, we bitch, even moan– but at the end of the day, there is that look we share and we just know. We know that our love is there, beating strongly between the two of us, never wavering, only growing as we continue to grow together.
There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t have to stop and catch my breath when he kisses me. There isn’t a night that goes by when I don’t crawl into his arms and wish that we could lay like that forever. Two souls– beating as one; entangled, impassioned, and lost in each other’s hearts.
There isn’t a year that goes by when I can’t help by look back and think—damn I’m lucky.
I think the universe gave him to me as a gift. As a, “Hey kiddo, you had a pretty screwed up life—but here this will make up for it.”
And you know what? It has.
Jan 24, 2011
Growing up, I never really understood the value of trophies or plaques. I mean yeah, sure they signified something but I didn’t ever really believed that anyone needed these objects to signify their greatness. It’s just something that’s inside you and you sure as hell don’t need a trophy or a plaque that says so. But if I’m honestly I feel that way about any object which is why when Robby asked me to marry him I didn’t want a ring and if I’m honest, still don’t.
I think it’s a stupid old fashioned tradition. I don’t need a ring to symbolize my love and commitment to the man I married. I know it, it’s there with me every day and a ring isn’t going to change that or add value to it. Do I have a ring? Well, yes but not because I wanted it but because he wanted it and so I gave in.
I’m not saying my ring isn’t important to me. It is because it’s important to him but at the end of the day, I don’t need it to signify the dept of our love. I just look at him and he looks at me and I know. We know. And honestly that’s all I’ll ever really need.
Dec 14, 2010
December 14 – Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it? (Author: Victoria Klein)
You know it’s funny, I was actually thinking about typing up a blog post about this yesterday before I even saw this topic, but decided I would wait and low and behold it happened to come across. Too bad I’m not this good with lotto numbers!
The one thing that I have come to appreciate most in the past year is Robby’s understanding. I blogged about something like this, but there is one thing that I appreciate so much about Robby which he probably has no idea about but still something I felt I needed to document.
I appreciate that he understands [or at least tries to understand] how important my interests [especially online interests] are to me.
When the world web wide suddenly became the thing and I started to grow interested [particularly in graphic and web design] I got very little support from my father1. He didn’t understand it and NEVER took the time to understand and because of that we had many a fight about my being on the internet all the time2.
It hurt a lot and probably more than he ever knew or knows but I counted the days until I could leave the nest so I didn’t constantly have someone breathing down my neck about my interests.
Robby is completely different from my father3. He is supportive and caring and understanding. I buy things for giveaways4 on my blog or on my board and he never protests or makes a big fess about it. He’s actually very understanding and knows that these things are important to me and thus ultimately important to him. Lastly, he understands that my friends online aren’t just nobodies who don’t exist and can’t really be my friends. He understands and accepts their importance to me and thus makes them important to him and I love him for it.
So yes, I appreciate his understanding, hell I appreciate him and to show my gratitude I step back every once and awhile and bask in how lucky I am to have a husband who accepts and understands me so fully– there are few people who have that and I’m damn lucky to be among them.
I love you, baby.
1. And frankly if I’m honest, still doesn’t understand.
2. And I wasn’t on that often.
3. I guess not all girls marry men that remind them of their father.
4. Albet it usually on sale, but still.
Nov 19, 2010
While Robby and I have only been married for 3 years (together for a total of 5), it is a little amazing at how much time flies. As it stands, the year is almost over and before we know it, it’ll be 7 months until our 4 year anniversary. It’s crazy to think of it in that light. It doesn’t seem like we’ve been married for very long at all, but I guess time just seems to fly when you’re happy with who you’re with.
There had been some discussion about having an actual wedding for our 5 year anniversary, but I’m not sure that’s going to happen. For the most part I don’t want to spend the time planning a wedding (see: lazy) but I know that some of his family members would be interested in it so they could give some 5th anniversary presents as they didn’t really get a chance to give us anyone when we got married.
For the most part though, I’m pretty content with what we have and the way we got married. I don’t have any regrets and maybe if I’m up for it we’ll do something more extravagant for our 10th anniversary, but right now I’m pretty happy with who and what we are.