Will You Marry Me?

Oct 202010

To your right, you will see that I have a box where you can ask me questions.  Every question is anonymous (or if there is a way to figure out who asked it, I haven’t figured it out yet), and you can ask anything you want.  When a question is asked, I receive an e-mail telling me that there is a question in my formspring inbox.

About 5 weeks ago, I was asked the following question:

Will you marry me?

I didn’t see the question until a few days ago, and I thought it was kind of funny.  Like I said, I don’t know who asked it or why.  Maybe it was just someone being cute… or maybe it was Dan in a moment of desperation.  Regardless, it got me thinking.  Who would I marry?  What kind of person would have to ask me this question to get a “yes” out of me?

I am single now, so I’m allowed to fantasize about my perfect man without feeling too guilty.  While I am a total commitment-phobe, and in the real world I would probably answer with an “eehhhhhhhhh I dunnnnoooooooooo…..” if this perfect man were to jump out of a tree to ambush me with an engagement ring, lets just play along for fun’s sake.

While we all like to pretend that looks don’t matter, let’s be honest with ourselves for once.  They do.  And while I’m not saying the below physical description is end-all-be-all, I am allowed to have preferences.

Physical Characteristics –

Eye Color: Green
Hair: Dark Brown or Black and short
Height: 6′+
Build:  Athletic with Broad shoulders (I am a sucker for swimmers.  Wuttup anybody with the body of Michael Phelps.)
Piercings: none
Tattoos: hmmmm.. a few wouldn’t hurt
Body Hair: Uhhh.. lets keep it to a minimum…

Think Paul Rudd.  I know I could have gone with totally-in-your-face-hott, but I prefer the run-of-the-mill-handsome.

Give Me a Guy Who –

  • Takes the “man’s role”.  This includes but is not limited to such basic functions as driving most places, fixing stuff, and asking for a table at restaurants (I’m not hard to please)
  • Likes animals and has the patience to put up with Prandtl
  • Will take me to get a Bloomin’ Onion (or Awesome Blossom depending on the restaurant) whenever I am sad
  • Will love me even when my metabolism disappears and I get fat off of aforementioned  Bloomin’ Onions
  • Will honestly answer the questions that I ask – even if it means my feelings are hurt.  I don’t ask those potentially hurtful questions unless I want an honest answer.  This includes “does this make me look fat?”
  • Is educated, is driven, and has aspirations
  • Is athletic… or is at least willing to do things like rock climb, hike, or play tennis with me sometimes
  • Encourages me
  • Makes me laugh – especially when I am stressed or upset
  • Surprises me once in awhile with small things (ex – gets me my favorite candy bar at Walgreens if he’s there already)
  • Has enough patience to put up with me when I am extra sloooowwwwww at catching on to what’s going on.  Those days happen more often than I’d like to admit.  He also has to be able to put up with how stubborn I am
  • Is not too jealous.  95% of my friends are guys and this dream-man has to be able to accept that.
  • Doesn’t necessarily love the things that I love… but is still willing to humor me once in awhile
  • Will not trick me into eating spicy foods
  • Has an active social life so I can have some breathing space sometimes
  • Will fight with me and is not afraid of me.  I don’t want to always be right.  I’m not dense enough to believe that I know everything
  • Is warm. I know it is weird, but this one is serious business.  My feet get SO COLD in the winter… and I need him to warm them
  • Is dependable.  If he says he will be somewhere.. he will be there
  • Can find the bright side in things.  I don’t want to be with someone who is a total mopey drag all of the time
  • Is willing to talk out problems.  I am not the type of woman that keeps issues to myself until the relationship implodes.  I would rather work things out as they come, and there is no way I could be with a guy that isn’t willing to communicate.
  • Can have a serious conversation
  • Is honest
  • Can roll with the punches.  We all get caught off guard, but he’s able to figure out the situation and move forward accordingly
  • Is not super clingy
  • Does not make me feel judged.  He is someone I can talk to about anything
  • Would never hit me or abuse me emotionally or physically
  • Isn’t all about PDA.  Once in awhile is okay, but too much makes me want to throw up
  • Cares about me and is willing to do whatever it takes to keep me happy (as long as I’m not requesting something stupid… like 5k in jewels to stick around)
  • Is intelligent… and is not afraid of buoyancy.
  • Laughs at my jokes
  • Has tact…  nobody wants to date an asshole
  • And of course… loves me for me :)

Admittedly, I made this list while watching Robin Hood: Men In Tights, so perhaps I missed some things.  I am sure that over the next 24 hours I will think of some new things to add here… but for now, this is acceptable.

So.. for all of the Paul Rudd/Michael Phelps looking guys with the traits I listed above… SUP?

I Am A Lucky Woman

Apr 152010

♥ Here’s to two years of fun together ♥

 

♥ Here’s to two years of celebrating our accomplishments with one another ♥

 

♥ Here’s to two years of taking those cute little smoochy pictures together ♥

 

♥ Here’s to two years of being in love ♥

 

Happy 2 Year Anniversary, handsome. XOXO

February Resolutions - 5/8 is Acceptable

Feb 282010

PHEW! I almost forgot it was the end of the month!!

On December 31st, I declared my New Years Resolution:  Make monthly resolutions.

For the month of February, this is how I did –

  • Read at least 1 book: FAIL. I did not read a single page.

  

  • Work out at least 3 times a week – hopefully this will go better this month…: FAIL. I did not go once throughout the month of February.

  

  • Pay off another $1000 on my credit card *sigh*: TOTALLY PWNED. Thanks to that wonderful tax refund I got, I accomplished this and then some.

 

  • Put $1000 toward my student loans: SUCCESS! I just barely made it. Again, I’ve got to give props to the government for taking lots of my money and giving it all back to me.

 

  • Attend my calligraphy class each week – no skipping class!: DONE! I love that class :)

 

  • Love Dan (he requested that one…): ALWAYS & FOREVER

 

  • Follow my dermatologist’s orders every day after my appointment on the 8th. In the past I have followed the doctor’s orders for about 4 days and then tapered off from there: TRIED, BUT HAD TO GO A DIFFERENT ROUTE. My health insurance held me back from that one. I went to Ulta instead and grabbed Dermalogica, which I have been following consistently. Sure, it’s not the same, but it is as close as I could get without dropping $400+ (no joke) on medication.

 

  • Do my laundry every week instead of waiting until I have nothing to wear: I DID IT TWICE THIS MONTH. SO NO.

 

So for those of you keeping track, I succeeded at 5 out of 8. 

I still struggle to believe that I didn’t go ONCE thoughout January. I mean.. I can believe that I didn’t go since I was there every morning when I rolled out of bed late and got to work barely at 9am, but… ugh. Disappointing.

I guess I can pride myself in that I don’t just “kind of” fail. I fail big and go home. *HIGH FIVE*

Valentine's Day Is Overrated

Feb 142010

In my eyes, Valentine’s Day is overrated.

And it’s not that I don’t appreciate flowers, chocolates, or affection — I am a woman, afterall.  And it’s not that I am one of those people that whines about it with the standard “Why do you need a special day to love your partner” argument.  I personally think it’s great that one day a year we celebrate the fact that people are in love.  But I’m just not that into it.

When it’s my first Valentine’s Day with someone new, I am thrilled.  I go all out with special gifts and plans and fancy dinners.  But since Dan and I have been together for almost two years and have been living together for almost a year, there’s nothing that exciting about spending the evening going to the movies and dinner.  I mean, we do it all of the time!  And while it’s nice to get flowers, they’re kind of the go-to gift for every other holiday and birthday.  Plus, why should I get excited to spend my February 14th evening crammed into a movie theatre with a bunch of tweens and teenagers trying to say “smart” things to impress one another.  And going out to eat isn’t really anything special any more since we do it all of the time (although we did go out for sushi tonight… yum!)

I know I sound like a bitter old woman right now.  I have been dating Dan for less than two years and already I’m losing interest in major lovey-dovey holidays. 

Anyway, I gave Dan an electric shaver for Valentine’s Day.  He loves it.  We are nothing if not practical.

February Resolutions

Feb 012010

On December 31st, I declared my New Years Resolution:  Make monthly resolutions.

Since January is done and over with, it’s time that I make up my resolutions for the month of February!

  • Read at least 1 book
  • Work out at least 3 times a week – hopefully this will go better this month…
  • Pay off another $1000 on my credit card *sigh*
  • Put $1000 toward my student loans
  • Attend my calligraphy class each week – no skipping class!
  • Love Dan (he requested that one…)
  • Follow my dermatologist’s orders every day after my appointment on the 8th. In the past I have followed the doctor’s orders for about 4 days and then tapered off from there.
  • Do my laundry every week instead of waiting until I have nothing to wear

The payments are going to be tough, but hopefully I can commit myself.  Ideally, I will receive my tax refund before the end of the month so that I can use it to help me out a little.

Notice that snowboarding isn’t on the list this month.  I don’t want to commit myself to a huge number of things, so that will be my “side project”.

I’m ready for February!  Wish me luck!

what is waiting for me in 2010

Jan 022010

On New Years Eve, I went to Brit’s Pub with Dan.  We met Charlie and Glenn and Jason there, and a few other people joined us as well.  There was a live band playing The Beatles and Sting, but we left at about 10:30pm because the band wasn’t very good and there were two drunk girls knocking over beers and talking/screeching like they came straight out of Alvin and the Chipmunks. 

We moved on to Keirans Irish Pub where the Tim Malloys were playing.  They were GREAT!  They got the crowd involved, they had a lot of talent, and they were just a lot of fun to watch.  We got seats near the stage and I sat at a table with a woman that had a huge issue with a large group of lesbians that were also in the pub.  They were constantly fondling the one guy that was in their group while they were making out with each other.  PDA to the extreme. 

The countdown hit zero, we all toasted and drank champagne, and I got a great big kiss from Dan.  The first words I heard in the year 2010?  “Happy New Year, baby.  This is the year that we get engaged.”

I guess I had better start saving for a wedding.

 <3

our beautiful weekend

Oct 182009
Since I have gotten here to Minnesota, everyone keeps saying that the weather has been “unusual”.  They tell me that snow and temperatures below 40 are strange and don’t typically happen around this time of year.  This weekend I was lucky enough to see the type of weather that is expected around this time of year. Sunny, a little breezy, and 50. Beautiful.Saturday, since it was still a little cold, I headed out to the Saint Paul skyway to get a better look at what stores were around.  The skyway has all kinds of shopping along it, and I found a neat shop that I want to visit called the Fun Sisters Boutique.  Unfortunately it’s only open the third week of every month (WTF?) so I don’t think I will get the opportunity to shop there since I will be working by the time it is open again.  Additionally, since things along the skyway are only open  during the working week between 9 and 5pm instead of late at night or on the weekends like normal stores, I won’t get the opportunity to shop there for a long, long time.  Very disappointing.  I did find a Macy’s though and bought a cute new sweater dress, some ankle booties, and flat leather boots.  Tres chic.

Saturday night, Dan and I went to 101 Dalmations the musical.  I will admit that I was a little skeptical at first.  I have been craving to go to a musical, but 101 Dalmations, to me, didn’t sound like my cup of tea.  But, because the tickets were free (courtesy of Dan’s aunt and uncle that couldn’t make the show), we went.  After a 45 minutes of driving around, getting lost, trouble finding parking, and getting booted out of a parking garage because we didn’t have cash, we made it and were only 5 minutes late.  We didn’t miss a thing.

The show was great.  The singing was fabulous.  The sets were impressive.  Overall, it was just a really fun experience.  There were real dogs in the show too, but they didn’t make as big of a presence as I had hoped that they would (they were probably only on set about 10 whole minutes).  I even ordered a rum and coke during the intermission.  The bartender filled the glass full of rum and added only enough coke to give it a light brown color, and Dan and I couldn’t help but giggle about it.  Dan actually bought an extra coke because he didn’t think I would be able to handle it.  He was right.  Thank God for having a boyfriend that knows me.  And, because I’m a lightweight, I was a little bit drunk by the time that the show was over.  It wasn’t a bad thing though — the jokes only got funnier.

Today, Sunday, Dan and I went to an apple orchard that is only about 20 minutes from here called the Pine Tree Apple Orchard.  I guess I didn’t realize that orchards were more for parents and their small children, because Dan and I were surrounded by 3 – 12 year olds running around and their respective parents running after them.  I wanted to pick some apples, but apparently that wasn’t allowed.  And, although we wanted very badly to buy pumpkins and carve them, we realized we had no place to put them when we were carved since the view out of our windows was only a brick wall.  Dan did find his dream pumpkin though, and because he was so excited about it I told him that we could get it anyway.  We didn’t want to lug it around, so we tried to hide it in the brush so nobody else would take it: 

Pumpkin Hiding
Pumpkin Hiding

 We walked the corn maze, looked at more pumpkins and apple trees, and went shopping and bought apple cider, apple pie, cinammon ice cream, pure maple syrup, and apples, stopped at an antique store, and then headed home.  Unfortunately we left that perfect pumpkin in our hiding spot.  Poor little pumpkin.  I hope somebody finds it and gives it a home.

Beautiful days really encourage me to get out and do fun things.  I hope to have more days like this so I can stop sitting around the apartment wasting space.  It’s not as fun as it sounds.