Husbandisms 6

Ty: Did you like my text earlier this morning?
Em: The one about a.m. radio?
Ty: Yeah that's the one.
(It had said, "I may or may not have listened to a.m. radio this morning")
Em: Was it because you felt like an adult on your way to your 9 to 5 job?
Ty: Yes, it just felt like the appropriate thing to do. Just listening to the traffic and the news. I like to be informed.

We're in our parking garage, waiting for people to go up the elevator so we don't have any awkward elevator rides.
Em: Do you think the coast is clear?
Ty: Yeah, I think we're good... but is it "the coast is clear" or "the ghost is clear"?
Em: It's "The coast is clear"
Ty: I think I've been saying "The ghost is clear" ever since I was little
Em: uncontrollable laughter
Ty: I mean, it makes sense. Ghosts are clear!

Keep On, Keeping On

This last month has been.. painful. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that when it was over, things would really be over. Even though I was only taking 12 credits, it some how destroyed my soul. But if I just passed my classes, I would be done for a whole summer before I student taught. And while I'm waiting to hear about my grades, I'm thinking back on the little things that kept me going. 

And it was all Tyler. Duh. I won't make you throw up with details but two specifics come to mind. First of all, we got a new calling the Sunday of finals. My biggest final was the next day and I had already given myself heart palpitations during the first hour of church. WE got "invited" to a meeting after church for our new callings and I melted. Tears. Fetal Position. Floor. Not in that order. So he offered to go by himself.  (Afterwords he told me he was the only boy there and he now understood why my RS meetings used to take so long.) It was slightly reminiscent of my home girl's meltdown featured below. Tyler also pointed our that our emotional scales are identical. 

Secondly, both of us were studying in my craft room one night (It was the cleanest room in the house. that tells you how messy our house was. yuck.) Ty decided he wanted ice cream and brought me back a tiny chocolate Ben & Jerry's. He comes back, sits against the wall while I'm sprawled out in the middle of the floor and hands me the ice cream. But he says, "Hey Girl, I brought you this ice cream because I know how hard you've been working." How could I not lose it? I laughed so hard. And I needed to. And in case you don't know what I'm talking about, here are a few gems. That's my boy, Ryan

 

 He helps me keep it real and that's really the best we can hope for :)

 

Oh Hey..

Remember us? Here's a refresher.

{We love hanging out at white trash amusement parks}

{Remember how I'm just super into golf?}

{Looking fly in his softball gear}

{Ty loves baking}

{I love sleeping}

{We love wearing sunglasses}

{I love looking super tan and attractive while I bake}

{And we're also really into BYU}

Fears

I'm a worrier. Ty makes fun of me because sometimes I'm ridiculous. It's no small problem though. Sometimes I get super out of control. Here's a list of some of the minor concerns I have.

1.) Running out of milk. Do you know how much cereal I eat despite my lactose intolerance? Anyone who knows me knows that a milk shortage will severely affect two of my three meals.

2.) Losing Clyde. Is Clyde human? No. Clyde is my blankie. My second "baby" blankie because Tickly had to be retired at age 8. Ty always teases saying he'll throw Clyde out. He could never follow through though. He knows how dead he would be. I look forward to when we have kids and I can drag Clyde around and blame it on them. {Just kidding. Or am I?}

3.) Falling asleep on airplanes. I'm positive the second I fall asleep, someone will steal all my valuables. I'm not a heavy sleeper but I envision someone prying my ipod out of my hands while I'm conked out.Ty assures me that doesn't happen because if you're on an airplane.. they can't get far. Which brings another issue. I'd have to confront every person on the plane. Thumbs down.

The list could go on but I'll let you ponder what else could possibly be going on in this head of mine.

French Dip Crescents

When we first got married, we were all about our french dips. And then I think we went a little overboard and never had them ever again. Then I saw these little guys on Pinterest and decided we could reinstate our former romance. We were pleasantly surprised. The crescent rolls make it so easy and they are extra tasty. Who doesn't love a good crescent roll? And we're super lazy and just go for the beef broth for dipping. When we need a quick dinner, this is on the list. Go here for the original recipe. 

For Baby J

Just over three weeks ago, we got our very first nephew. Baby Jackson is just a doll with his blonde hair and manly shoulders. He's also quite the little snuggler which is great for the baby hungry folks {whoever they may be}. I gave him a little blanket with mitered corners when we saw him in the hospital. His shower was just this last weekend and I made some matching burp clothes from cloth diapers for that.  I created two different designs. 

These little guys were just a strip of fabric down the middle with some ric rac on the edges. It took about 2 yards of ric rac to make two burp clothes. 

These ones were a little trickier. I made bias tape from the robot material because I had so much of it but making bias tape is such a pain. I so preferred the ric rac. I'll be sticking with that in the future. 

And here they are, all bundled for the party. 

Valentine's Day

We had a pretty mellow Valentine's Day on account of it was a Tuesday and we were pretty busy. I got up early and made Ty a biscuit and gravy breakfast {gross} but he loved it and I don't ever make it for him because as I mentioned, gross. I gave him tons of little gifts to open but the major ones were an Adele CD and a really great t-shirt that I wish was my size because i loved it so much.

Ty waited until after work to give me my gifts which were a bocce ball set and a lot of tiny Valentines with little holograph animals on them. He knows me well.

And then we went to Village Inn for dinner like any classy American couple would do. Has anyone else noticed how classy we have been lately?