Day 403

It is weird being old enough to be handing out candy at your own house. You'd think I'd be used to the 'your own house' business by now, but apparently not. 

Also, several kids said 'Thank you sir' at Husband. Number one, it is crazypants that Husband is a sir. They have obviously not seen him pretending to be a crab. Or a dinosaur. Or participating in any of my happy dances. Number two: how polite are the kids in this neighbourhood? Even the older kids were super polite and respectful. 

Strangeness all around, really.

Also, I got Husband to come up to bed by telling him he could read his book and that I'd promise not to talk to him. He's almost finished a John Green book, so not letting him finish would pretty much just be inhumane.

Day 402

Got a visit from the Halloween Fairy! So even though we are failboats, our house is still ready for Halloween. 

My brain just made a jump from Halloween Fairy to Tooth Fairy... Thinking about leaving gross, cavity-ridden teeth that have fallen out under your pillow so you can get moar candy...

Yep, that is getting renamed the Halloween Decoration Fairy.

Day 401

Today did not go well.

Mostly, anyway. We did try another pumpkin recipe, which was a success. And I've now hit enough overtime that I managed to put a dent in my backlog. Small victories.

Day 400

For our 400th dayiversary, we received our present to each other: an ERRRRRRRG.

I also discovered that if you are dumb enough to buy something at Superstore, and then leave at the store... they will still give it to you. Apparently they keep a book of stuff people leave behind. When I called to ask if something could be done, they just added my thing into the book, and then I got to saunter into the store and grab a new one. And, you know, stand in line a bunch. Magic!

Husband gets a pile of points for driving me around to stores that I am too dumb to buy things in properly, and also for bringing me dinner because I was too cold and tired and feeling like ass to help (microwave leftovers).

Did I mention we swapped out the haunted microwave for our old one from Edmonton? It's nice not having to use a haunted microwave.

Naps.

Day 399

I had a post that was pretty much about me being a giant squid of anger. And then the blogger app ate that post... And now I am some kind of behemoth squid of anger.

Turns out I failed at shopping yesterday, and will have to go do it again tomorrow. I expect their will be more inky rage.

Day 398

Haircut, shopping, shopping, shopping, shopping, shopping, shopping, alias date with seester, Lego batman 2.

Might have fallen asleep during Lego batman.

Also, Husband may be the only person who can take me for that much shopping without dying,

Day 397

Sometimes, Husband and I have ridiculously hilarious conversations that just cannot be repeated on the Internet. For people not in this marriage, you're missing out.

Day 396

Today was the consecutive day of seriously rage-inducing work. Because My Husband and friends are awesome, this meant that I had an evening of delicious pizza, pricy booze, The League, and John Green.

And yes, the new house rule has already been broken. But does it really still count if you're at someone else's house?

Day 395

With the changing weather, Husband and I are both having trouble with migraines. Fluorescent lights give both of us trouble... Which means its either time to start making dinner early, or time to learn to cook in the dark.

Day 394

New house rule: no John Green videos after 9:30 on school nights.

Day 393

Things about today:

1. Naps. I desperately need them.

2. Turns out we only have enough bucket to rake a fairly small part of the yard at once.

3. Alias Skype date with my sister = awesome.

4. Oh god more naps.

Day 392

So Husband and I bought a pumpkin last week so we could roast it and toss some puree in the freezer for use in baking. I want to do this with a few pumpkins so I have pumpkin for months. This was clearly a genius plan.

Until of course we couldn't cut the ruddy thing in half to roast it. We tried slicing and stabbing... we tried all sorts of different knives... nothing. So finally this happened:

Which, with a little effort, was much more successful!

So then we roasted the pumpkin halves. One at a time, because it turns out the pumpkin was too big to put both in one baking dish. 

And then, after I scooped out all the inside.... this happened:

Still trying to figure out what to do with it. I am convinced that it will be amazing for something or other. No idea what.

In other, related news: Curried Coconut Pumpkin Soup! Because after buying a 2kg bag of coconut at Costco, we pretty much have to put it in everything.

Day 391

So I turned 27 today (if you stretch the meaning of today to acknowledge the 'I'm still awake so its still today' theory of time). This seems sort of like an absurdly large number. I seem to be swiftly approaching dinosaur age (aka 30, as I like to tease Husband). 

So we ran a couple errands, including such important things as picking up a hold at the library, going to Costco, and getting my birthday present. But mostly we sat around the house and read books and watched tv and ate pizza. And drank wine. And stared dreamily at John Green, wondering why he is not my friend already. Or our friend, since Husband apparently also has this problem. We both have a monumental friend crush on John Green. There needs to be a better word for that. 

Anyway, Birthday Intravaganza = Success.

Now we just have to try to make our sleep schedule slightly less bass-ackwards before Monday.

Day 390

Got distracted watching vlogbrothers videos, which led us to the 'in your pants' game. And then we just wandered around the house looking at book titles and adding 'in your pants' to the end of them. Because that is what adults do.

Great Expectations...

Choke...

Fortress of Solitude...

Our Mutual Friend...

The Virgin Cure...

Day 389

It's nice being married to someone who understands why you needed to hang the curtains on the curtain rod instead of just laying them out flat, even though you ended up being late for work.

Compulsives, unite!

Day 388

A few days ago, Husband reminded me of a Christmas song I made up last year that I had totally forgotten about. I suspect he forgot how annoyingly often I was singing it then; he certainly remembers now.

It's not too early to get amped up about Christmas, is it?

What if it's your first year in a new house and you get to have your very first Christmas tree all of your own that is actually made out of tree, rather than green paper and foam roller?

Thought so.

Let it Santa, Let it Santa, Let it Santa!

Day 387

It is such a wonderful thing to make too much food so that there is (mostly) healthy food sitting waiting for you in the fridge when you feel like ass. 

YAY LEFTOVERS!!!

Day 386

Introducing The Trophy With the Golden Gun, Friendsgiving, kittens, and silliness.

Like holding cherry tomatoes for ransom kind of silliness. 

On a related note, it is an excellent day to go to bed early.

Day 385

Today Husband gave me what was potentially the shortest driving lesson of all time. It ended very shortly after it started, when I slammed on the brakes to avoid driving into my parents' car.

I'm calling it a success.

Day 384

When you live in an apartment building, or in a house with other people, it is understood that you should avoid being obnoxiously loud. You keep your music to believably loud levels, you try to avoid screaming matches, you don't smash things, etc. 

Moving into our own house means we don't have to follow those rules anymore. As long as we aren't bothering people IN A TOTALLY DIFFERENT BUILDING - we're fine! It's a whole new ballgame. So we've been enjoying hollering at each other around the house (which is kinda weird - the idea that the other person could be on a totally different floor... And on a floor sufficiently remote that they can't hear you - is just bananas.), and making weird noises, and singing and dancing and stomping. 

Having guests in the house means we have to be civil again, and pay attention to the fact that other people are sleeping, and may want to keep sleeping.

All of this to say that I now have to tell Husband to use his library voice, because his idea of an indoor voice is not dissimilar to what other people use as their outdoor voice.

It almost works.

Day 383

So getting married felt pretty damn grown up. And then buying a house felt even more grown up. Buying a shit-ton of stuff for your house at the hardware store even more so. Having a thunderstorm start and thinking 'Oh no! We haven't cleaned the eaves!' is even more ridiculously grown up.

But the strangest, most grown up one might be having people stay in your house, in an actual spare room, with an actual bed. 

This is seriously blowing my mind.

Day 382

Suddenly, migraine.

That is all.

Day 381

We have suddenly become grownups! We have a spare oom, with a bed in it and everything!

Also, I jokingly told Husband not to pull a me when he tossed his hoodie in a bush. (I once left my jacket -with my cell phone and keys in the pockets- in a bush in front of Klinic on Broadway). 

Yep. He totally pulled a me.

Day 380

Apparently unpacking books and DVDs is a much better way of preparing for your parents coming to visit than washing the floors or assembling the bed they're going to be sleeping on. And yes, I do mean "assembling" rather than "making". 

On the plus side... BOOKS!!!

Husband and I can't help smiling when we pass the newly-filled shelves. Apparently a house is not a home until the books come out.

In other news, I would encourage everyone to shove this in their faces: http://ohsheglows.com/2011/01/31/15-minute-creamy-avocado-pasta/

Day 379

1. Almost broke Husband with the invention of the "Find-ey Genie Dance". Which of course comes with its own little song.

2. Went to the store to pick up stuff for dinner; bought more of two things we already had and neglected to buy the one thing we didn't have. We almost had a problem with dinner looking a little low.

3. Have filled one bookshelf with books. Finally, finally, finally! My little friends are coming out of their boxes.

4. By the power of t-wok, we are more steps closer to being ready for my parents' visit. Moderate Success!

Day 378

Went out to the garage to get supplies for one fixing job, and the doorknob for the garage door came off in my hand. 

Doesn't this house know that I am trying to get things ready for my parents' visit? I don't need any more jobs!!

On the other hand, we decided on a self-inflicted additional job and made bread. It was really nice to be making it again, and we got to experience how much more awesome this kitchen is for baking and it is super freaking delicious. 

Any bets on how long it will take us to get through a loaf of cardamom cinnamon bread?

Day 377

Home ownership is, by turn, wonderful and terrible. 

Today was one of the frustrating and discouraging days. 

So after a trip to the hardware store, where we bought things to work on a totally different issue, Husband took me to buy yarn so I can start knitting a scarf for an astronaut.

Our accomplishments for today:

Assembling a bookshelf

Hanging a pot hook rack

Making a to do list

Getting library books (French Harry Potter!)

Buying stuff

Buying woolly stuff

Finding knitting needles

Finishing a space cowboy's scarf

Starting an astronaut's scarf

Watching the Avengers

Watching Marvel's Agents of Shield

Watching the daily show

Being too tired to be awake anymore.

The End.

Day 376

Husband and I have a strange dynamic when it comes to large purchases. 

Having lived on apples and buns for a while, my reaction to spending large sums of money is basically "EEEEEEK!!!" And Husband is more "This is useful, we need it, and WANT." So then one of us has to convince the other that the purchase is (un)reasonable. 

I'm always a little confused when I win. 

Day 375

Husband: Shower Time!

Wife: Nobody here but us chickens! Buck buck buck buck...

H: Chicken Shower Time!

W: Chickens don't shower.

H: I guess I'll have to take chickens into the tub and spray them down.

W: Wait until the People for the Unethical Treatment of Chickens hears about this!

H: HA! 

....

H: I love that its the people *for* the unethical treatment of chickens.

W: Shit. That was not on purpose.

Day 374

Too busy accomplishing everything to post.

NAPTIME.

For accomplishers.

Day 373

Little things:

I was kinda expecting that today was going to be another stay home sick day, but I only felt mildly feverish this morning, so it was off to the races.

Not one of those days that I love my job. Or even like my job. Or my coworkers. Aaaand then I get the email that they have launched the biannual employee survey. I graciously decided not to take it while I had a huge stick up my butt.

Hung out in the car waiting for Husband so I didn't have to hang around with the jerks at work. I wish I had decided to nap instead of reading my textbook; the wind was doing an excellent job of rocking the car. Download a lullaby on my phone, and I would be set...

Got home and decided now would be an excellent time to build a bookshelf and wash hallway walls.

We were going to do some kind of lazy ground beef + veggies in a pan for dinner last night, but the sick feelings took over, so we tossed a pizza in the oven instead of going to the store for meats. And then Husband realized we didn't have enough milk for today's coffee, and had to go to the store anyway... so he picked up pork chops.

Sooo.... when we both feel kinda crappy and have potentially been going for too long... braised pork chops and veggies for dinner!!

And then I made bad life choices on the internet, and now it is time to go to bed and not think about necrosis.