Last week I sat down with my doctor, and he decided it was best to switch the new medicine to another one (since I was having so much irritability). I spoke to him about the difficulties of getting along with my husband (we've been fighting nearly every day since I started that medicine).
Unfortunately, I don't think this new medicine is working either. My holidays were essentially a nightmare that I'm still struggling to pull myself out of. We hosted my extended family at our house, which went well. However, when it came time to be with his side things became a hell-hole of fury.
Christmas Eve, for the past three - now four - years, has been spent going to Christmas Eve mass with his dad, mom, and brother. Afterwards, they go out to eat. After the agitation of attending mass with them for the past three years (they sit in the back, talk, ignore mass, and leave early) I told my husband I would not be attending with them. I was raised in a Catholic household that sat closer to the front to pay attention, didn't talk, focused on mass, and NEVER left early. My thoughts are "If you aren't going to pay attention/leave early and get anything out of mass, then why go?" I told my husband I would go to church, but we would be driving separately. We would be sitting near the front, and if they wanted to join us they could.
His Mom made the comment (pouting), "______ and _______ aren't going to mass with us this year". Then, quick as a flash, my brother-in-law's new money hungry fiance jumped in with, "OH, We'll go with you!!" Suck-Up.
Anyhow, we met them at the restaurant that night. My mother-in-law and father-in-law were both in odd moods (which I attribute to that fact that they are displeased with their son's quick engagement after six months of dating to a girl they barely know). My brother-in-law's fiance, who is normally loud and in your face, was oddly mute. I attribute it to the fact that she was meeting family for the first time. Nothing says awkward like, "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm engaged to your nephew." My husband's two uncles and their wives were in from out of town, so all-n-all we had a party of 10 at the restaurant. The conversation was painfully tense and awkward. I drank, and drank, and drank, and drank to numb my mind to the awkwardness of it all. A toast was made to the newly engaged couple, which I spitefully lifted to my lips, but didn't drink. Yeah, yeah, childish on my part, but it made me feel better. After opening gifts from his parents the new-fiance gushed cheesily "THANKS MOM AND DAD" to my mother-in-law and father-in-law. My husband rolled his eyes, while I mentally puked on the inside.
The next day we headed over to his parent's house, where all of his uncles, wives, cousins, and grandparents were assembled. I had a raging headache from the previous night, and had to leave several times during the day to do some work. I attempted to pretend to watch "A Christmas Story" on TV, which my husband knows I hate, in order to avoid talking to his family. I normally get 101 questions and negativity from his rude grandmother. She usually likes to tell my husband that he looks like he's gained weight, or ask me if I "really like" the new haircut I got. Due to the fact that I had to drive constantly for work during the day, I wasn't able to drink (thus numb the pain of being around all of them). Needless to say, my agitation with the whole situation grew and grew. Eventually the party moved over to our house because my husband was insistent that everyone see our new place. I had just gotten back from work (again), and his family blocked me in - I stomped into the house pissed off. Tore off my boots, coat, and grabbed a shot glass out of the cabinet. I cussed openly as I took a large generous shot. His family looked at me like I was a wild animal. I went into our living room, sat on the couch, and opened my computer.
I eventually went into the kitchen because his mom was rifling through our drawers and cabinets trying to find things, and I figured I should attempt to be a hostess - even though this wasn't my idea at all. His mom put her arm around me and asked what was wrong. I just stated, "I'm just tired from the past few days of staying up late, waking up early, and all the stress". She said, "Well, suck it up". Not the best idea to tell me that when I'm already pissed - I walked off. I went into the dining room, where we had set up a Bingo game to play. I had done this with my family a few days prior - we played Bingo and whoever won picked a gift. The next person who won could pick another gift or steal a gift from someone else. I was sitting down to call out numbers (like I did for my own family), and I started getting the guilt trip from my mother-in-law and husband about cheering up and getting a good attitude. I told my husband, "You know, I announced for my side of the family, why don't you announce the numbers for your side of the family". I stood up, and I walked upstairs to find some peace and quiet, only to find several family members wandering around exploring my house. I shut myself into our exercise room, locked the door, and sat on the floor and cried. I waited until I no longer heard noise upstairs and crept out. I wandered into our bedroom, locked the door, and went to sleep. I didn't come out until they had all left. My husband is pissed at me, and hasn't really spoken to me since.
I can't say that I blame him, however, based on the situation with my medicine and the fact that his family is f*cking annoying, I can't entirely blame myself for not being able to deal with it either.
I sent him an email to say I was sorry and to try to explain a little. However, he never emailed me back. Yesterday was his last day at home on his break, and we spent it in silence. He went outside to shovel 10 inches of snow off of our driveway, so I went outside to help. His only interaction with me was to hand me his shovel after a while and say, "This one is easier to use". A glimmer of kindness, but nothing more. He made breakfast for himself, lunch for himself, and enough dinner for both of us. He went to bed early and didn't say goodnight. He left this morning without saying goodbye. He came home for lunch and didn't say hello.
He's been talking to the dog more than me. It is as though I am an inconvenience. He doesn't care that I am having issues with my medicine. He doesn't care that it is hard for me to control any anger or emotion. He just knows that it frustrates him, and his way to deal with it is to yell at me or ignore me. I've always felt I've been battling my depression alone. Somehow I always thought that when I was married I would find the person who would help me not feel so alone anymore when I was struggling. I was wrong. I'm still battling it alone. I'll always be battling it alone. Nobody's here, and nobody can save me. It's just myself and God, like it has always been.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Engagement...or Entrapment?
I learned today my younger brother-in-law proposed to his girlfriend. I honestly think the family is quite shocked about it - although they won't readily admit it.
Granted, it isn't my place to judge, as my own romance moved quickly. However, his girlfriend (whom we've only met a few times) has been adamant about talking about marriage, his finances, and other topic that you don't normally broach around your loved ones family members when you've just met them.
I guess since he is younger than me, I look at him as a little brother. I feel a little sour about the whole thing because I feel protective. I feel like it is going to be a big mistake, but I have to hold my tongue.
Items which have made me uneasy:
-He hopped at the first girl who gave him any attention
-His mom, dad, and brother all stated when they first met her that they felt he could "do better"... which they no longer admit to saying. The comments now are, "...Well...as long as he's happy. . . "
-She rushed into talking about marriage/buying a house together. I get that couples have these discussions, but WHO talks about it in FRONT of their loved ones family during the 2nd/3rd time of meeting them?
-They've been dating 6-8ish months
-She makes cheesy comments to butter my mother-in-law up. Example: She had only met my husband and I for the 2nd time. She positively GUSHED about how WONDERFULLY my mother-in-law raised her two sons. It was a little overkill.
-She's a nice girl as far as personality goes, but I feel like "physically" they don't match up. That feel so callus to say, but... if you saw them on the street you would honestly question, "What does that guy see in her? He could get someone so much hotter". Which, isn't the important thing in life, and looks fade, but it still bugs me.
-She openly talks about how lucky she is that her boyfriend makes so much money. She brags about how much more money he makes than she does, and that it is nice to be pampered. It felt awkward. My husband makes more than double what his little brother makes, but I don't openly blabber about it. Nor did I comment on his finances IN FRONT OF HIS PARENTS while we were dating. It just makes you seem like a gold-digger. Honestly, when my husband gets a raise I STILL feel embarrassed to ask him how much more he is making - and we're married!
-She pushed him to move in with her. She's now pushing to buy a house together and openly talks about that in front of family too.
-She hasn't met any of his family except his mom, dad, brother, and myself. They have yet to be around grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.
I just worry he's rushing it so fast because she's pushing him. I worry that he was so lonely for companionship that he jumped into a relationship with the first girl after college who provided it. I worry he sees his brother (my husband) so happy in a marriage that he wants to be in one too. *Sigh* Why in the world am I so worried about it? He isn't my blood relative... he isn't my brother. I mean, he's 24 years old for God's sake. . .
I guess it is because I truly view him as a little brother, and I'm protective of him. I don't want anybody to hurt him. He's a sweet kid, and he deserves to be happy. I just hope his decision to become engaged was the right one...for his sake.
I'll force myself to bite my lip (except to my husband) and happily wish them congratulations tomorrow when I see them. I'll try to make it as genuine as I can...but something in my gut just says that this is a big big mistake.
Granted, it isn't my place to judge, as my own romance moved quickly. However, his girlfriend (whom we've only met a few times) has been adamant about talking about marriage, his finances, and other topic that you don't normally broach around your loved ones family members when you've just met them.
I guess since he is younger than me, I look at him as a little brother. I feel a little sour about the whole thing because I feel protective. I feel like it is going to be a big mistake, but I have to hold my tongue.
Items which have made me uneasy:
-He hopped at the first girl who gave him any attention
-His mom, dad, and brother all stated when they first met her that they felt he could "do better"... which they no longer admit to saying. The comments now are, "...Well...as long as he's happy. . . "
-She rushed into talking about marriage/buying a house together. I get that couples have these discussions, but WHO talks about it in FRONT of their loved ones family during the 2nd/3rd time of meeting them?
-They've been dating 6-8ish months
-She makes cheesy comments to butter my mother-in-law up. Example: She had only met my husband and I for the 2nd time. She positively GUSHED about how WONDERFULLY my mother-in-law raised her two sons. It was a little overkill.
-She's a nice girl as far as personality goes, but I feel like "physically" they don't match up. That feel so callus to say, but... if you saw them on the street you would honestly question, "What does that guy see in her? He could get someone so much hotter". Which, isn't the important thing in life, and looks fade, but it still bugs me.
-She openly talks about how lucky she is that her boyfriend makes so much money. She brags about how much more money he makes than she does, and that it is nice to be pampered. It felt awkward. My husband makes more than double what his little brother makes, but I don't openly blabber about it. Nor did I comment on his finances IN FRONT OF HIS PARENTS while we were dating. It just makes you seem like a gold-digger. Honestly, when my husband gets a raise I STILL feel embarrassed to ask him how much more he is making - and we're married!
-She pushed him to move in with her. She's now pushing to buy a house together and openly talks about that in front of family too.
-She hasn't met any of his family except his mom, dad, brother, and myself. They have yet to be around grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.
I just worry he's rushing it so fast because she's pushing him. I worry that he was so lonely for companionship that he jumped into a relationship with the first girl after college who provided it. I worry he sees his brother (my husband) so happy in a marriage that he wants to be in one too. *Sigh* Why in the world am I so worried about it? He isn't my blood relative... he isn't my brother. I mean, he's 24 years old for God's sake. . .
I guess it is because I truly view him as a little brother, and I'm protective of him. I don't want anybody to hurt him. He's a sweet kid, and he deserves to be happy. I just hope his decision to become engaged was the right one...for his sake.
I'll force myself to bite my lip (except to my husband) and happily wish them congratulations tomorrow when I see them. I'll try to make it as genuine as I can...but something in my gut just says that this is a big big mistake.
Friday, December 14, 2012
Danger Ahead
After the painstaking withdrawal process (nausea, debilitating headaches, hot/cold sweats) I started a new medicine. Usually, you want to give a medicine a good 2 months to 'work its magic'. While I'm not sad, I do find myself to be deeply irritated on this new medicine. Little things irk me, which I would normally brush off. I'm quick to anger and quick to react. I also feel disheartened about solving normal problems and issues throughout the day.
Thankfully I head back to the doctor next week to 'check-up' on how the change in medicine is going. Maybe the medicine will be switched back, maybe I'll stay on it longer to see if it improves, maybe the effect of shortened daylight is affecting me (like it normally does this time of year until December 21st - the shortest day), or maybe I will increase the dosage.
I don't know. I wish there was a simple solution instead of playing guessing games with your body. I tried to write a poem of sorts to adequately represent what it feels like to be inside myself right now...
My moods ebb and flow
Sometimes high,
but mostly
low
but mostly
low
A calm façade masking irritation
Until crumbling, exploding with frustration
No reliable reason
Just my body’s own treason
One, two,…five…ten.
Breathe…out-in. out-in.
Why this anger? Why this sadness?
Any way to calm this madness?
Need to focus, need to breathe.
Don’t push away those around me.
Nobody sees this internal struggle
Only a b*tch causing trouble.
I think the part I hate the most about it, is that I start to feel like the world is unfair. I start to become biased, and I become overwhelmed by the negativity in everyday life that can normally be brushed off. I become this 'woa-is-me', 'life is hard', 'pity-party' person. I realize I'm doing it, but I have the hardest time curbing it.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Uphill Battle
Today started my weight loss journey (one I've started & failed so many times before), but somehow I feel like this time will be different because I am just so disgusted with myself. I so badly want positive results, so I want to stick with this until I see them.
Today I can point out 3 positives in my 'journey':
-I walked Lula for 25 minutes, which I've been doing more recently lately. It's good for her and good for me - win win.
-I ate canned chicken and a small serving of corn for lunch. Staying away from carbs is a big thing for me.
-I sweated to death on the elliptical for 30 minutes. It says I burned close to 500 calories - I don't know about that, but I do know I was breathing hard and sweating a great deal.
My 'Needs' Improvement Issue for the Day:
-I ate cereal with sugar sprinkled on it. #1 I gain/hold weight when I eat cereal, #2 I poured straight sugar on it. Oy! Tomorrow I shall try to kick myself into making an egg-protein! protein! protein! This evening I'm making Lasagna for dinner. I realize it is a carb filled meal, but I will just have to limit myself to a small portion size. You can't win'em all! Plug I bought the ingredients to make it last week.
Today I can point out 3 positives in my 'journey':
-I walked Lula for 25 minutes, which I've been doing more recently lately. It's good for her and good for me - win win.
-I ate canned chicken and a small serving of corn for lunch. Staying away from carbs is a big thing for me.
-I sweated to death on the elliptical for 30 minutes. It says I burned close to 500 calories - I don't know about that, but I do know I was breathing hard and sweating a great deal.
My 'Needs' Improvement Issue for the Day:
-I ate cereal with sugar sprinkled on it. #1 I gain/hold weight when I eat cereal, #2 I poured straight sugar on it. Oy! Tomorrow I shall try to kick myself into making an egg-protein! protein! protein! This evening I'm making Lasagna for dinner. I realize it is a carb filled meal, but I will just have to limit myself to a small portion size. You can't win'em all! Plug I bought the ingredients to make it last week.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
The Weight of Love
Recently, I've been looking in the mirror and not being really thrilled with what I see (Apparently this is common with all women at some point or another). I grew up as an 'ugly duckling' you could say (huge thick glasses that took up my whole face, braces, long gawky limbs), so when I finally became that 'swan' I was always pleased with what I saw...until recently.
Granted, I've always found 'something' or another I would 'like' to change, but I have always been relatively pleased with my appearance.
Lately I've been finding a hard time looking in the mirror and finding any of my former 'qualities' that really 'shine'. My tiny waist (which always seemed to show my lower ribs no matter how much weight I put on) has finally expanded once and for all - gone are the ribs and HELLO muffin top/back flab. My hips/butt/thighs have expanded to the point that I outgrew my "fat" jeans...and the "fat" jeans after that...and the "fat" jeans after that. My Size 6 (on a Good Day) has ballooned into a Size 12/14. My face has grown fuller, so my defined cheekbones and eyes aren't as prominent as they once were. I'm super pale (I jokingly call myself albino, but I'm probably not far off) since I no longer tan, but it makes me look sick and ghostly (especially in photos with other people). My bra's went from full-coverage to literally 'just-nipple-coverage' (don't worry, I bought new bras- there was no way now 36DD boobs were going to fit into 36B bras). *SIGH*
I don't feel confident, and I most certainly don't feel sexy. I realize this has been a gradual change (mostly starting when I began dating my now-husband 3 years ago), but it doesn't make me any more 'adjusted' to it.
I'm a woman, lets be honest - we secretly enjoy when guys look at us. I've noticed that while it happened a LOT before, it almost never happens now. Another blow to the self-esteem radar. . . It could be the fact that I'm just getting older and people don't "look" at you as much, but it still doesn't pacify me.
This could be a terrible time to decide this (with the holidays and all), but I am going to make it a purpose to lose that extra weight, around 27 lbs to be exact. I need to get my 'sexy' back, I need to get my 'diva' back dammnit!
Height: Almost 5'9
Weight:
Age 16: (At the Peak of my Physical Activity/Youth) 135 lbs, which I realize isn't possible considering I was swimming 4-5 hours daily & had the metabolism of a horse - I could literally eat WHATEVER (ah, how I miss the innocence of youth!)
Age 18-25: 140-145 lbs. (I consider this to be potentially possible considering I maintained this weight for such a long period)
Now: 167 lbs (yucko)
And most importantly, I need to prepare this body to be the Perfect Oven for a Future Baby (which I can't imagine is far off).
Any encouragement, tips, or advice couldn't hurt.
Granted, I've always found 'something' or another I would 'like' to change, but I have always been relatively pleased with my appearance.
Lately I've been finding a hard time looking in the mirror and finding any of my former 'qualities' that really 'shine'. My tiny waist (which always seemed to show my lower ribs no matter how much weight I put on) has finally expanded once and for all - gone are the ribs and HELLO muffin top/back flab. My hips/butt/thighs have expanded to the point that I outgrew my "fat" jeans...and the "fat" jeans after that...and the "fat" jeans after that. My Size 6 (on a Good Day) has ballooned into a Size 12/14. My face has grown fuller, so my defined cheekbones and eyes aren't as prominent as they once were. I'm super pale (I jokingly call myself albino, but I'm probably not far off) since I no longer tan, but it makes me look sick and ghostly (especially in photos with other people). My bra's went from full-coverage to literally 'just-nipple-coverage' (don't worry, I bought new bras- there was no way now 36DD boobs were going to fit into 36B bras). *SIGH*
I don't feel confident, and I most certainly don't feel sexy. I realize this has been a gradual change (mostly starting when I began dating my now-husband 3 years ago), but it doesn't make me any more 'adjusted' to it.
I'm a woman, lets be honest - we secretly enjoy when guys look at us. I've noticed that while it happened a LOT before, it almost never happens now. Another blow to the self-esteem radar. . . It could be the fact that I'm just getting older and people don't "look" at you as much, but it still doesn't pacify me.
This could be a terrible time to decide this (with the holidays and all), but I am going to make it a purpose to lose that extra weight, around 27 lbs to be exact. I need to get my 'sexy' back, I need to get my 'diva' back dammnit!
Height: Almost 5'9
Weight:
Age 16: (At the Peak of my Physical Activity/Youth) 135 lbs, which I realize isn't possible considering I was swimming 4-5 hours daily & had the metabolism of a horse - I could literally eat WHATEVER (ah, how I miss the innocence of youth!)
Age 18-25: 140-145 lbs. (I consider this to be potentially possible considering I maintained this weight for such a long period)
Now: 167 lbs (yucko)
And most importantly, I need to prepare this body to be the Perfect Oven for a Future Baby (which I can't imagine is far off).
Any encouragement, tips, or advice couldn't hurt.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Kitchen Redo - Details
I didn't want to bore everyone with the kitchen details in the last post, so I figured people could look here if they cared. I'm a design and decorating nut, so if you're like me you would want to see.
This is the cute little butter container I painted with my mother-in-law while we visited a ceramics shop. :-) It adds to the Parisian vibe.
I also love my wall art utensils, bird pillows, and our entry bench from the garage.
Below is a view of how the coffee mug rack is currently decorated with silver birds, wall art, fleur de lis decor, and vases. It is hard to see, but the black mugs have little white birds perched on the handles. I also love the fact that the mugs are hanging by bent spoons <3.
On the right, is the top of the coffee bar. I used a spice rack from world market to hold coffee filters and different types of teas. I also purchased the Eiffel Tower stacked cups from World Market. I always joke with my husband that I "like to have coffee every morning in the top of the Eiffel Tower". ;-)
The round little sugar bowl has a special quality to it: My favorite Grandpa made it. As a child I remember it always sitting in the middle of their kitchen table, so its a sweet reminder of my grandparents each day.
Tea Pot Shaped Spoon Rest - Deliciously and Sickeningly adorable.
On the lower shelves of the Coffee Bar is a lot of room to decorate. I found this cute bird mirror that I think ties in nicely.
Below, although it is very difficult to see, is a tiny little snow globe of the Eiffel Tower (I LOVE snowglobes, although I own very few). I must admit, those little buggers are HARD to take photos of! The decorative boxes fit nicely with the rest of the colors, and they provide the perfect place to hide coupons, photos, random items, coffee/tea/hot chocolate supplies.
The wall clock doesn't help much as far as exact time is concerned, but it is fun and whimsical. My hubs loved it when we went into a store a few years ago, but it was higher priced...so we left. I returned to the store and bought it for his birthday. He seriously adores that clock.
In the sitting area, above the white chair, is another piece of wall art, which I found at an antiques/craft store. I thought it worked nicely with the whole 'kitchen thing' I had going on.
Last, but definitely not least, is my sentimental cookie jars (no, not the snowman). These jars also sat in my grandparents kitchen. Whenever I was fussy as a child, my Grandpa would get one of Grandma's homemade cookies out for me. *This is odd because Grandma considered eating carrots and celery before dinner to be "ruining your meal" - so the fact that she allowed this is amazing.
*I don't remember being fed cookies, but I do remember loving those jars for as long as I can remember.
She wanted me to have them when she passed away, so they hold a special place in my heart and in my kitchen.
What are some favorite items within your house... sentimental...or you just love the purchase?
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| Fleur de Lis Butter Container |
I also love my wall art utensils, bird pillows, and our entry bench from the garage.
Below is a view of how the coffee mug rack is currently decorated with silver birds, wall art, fleur de lis decor, and vases. It is hard to see, but the black mugs have little white birds perched on the handles. I also love the fact that the mugs are hanging by bent spoons <3.
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| Coffee Mug Rack |
Tea Pot Shaped Spoon Rest - Deliciously and Sickeningly adorable.
Below, although it is very difficult to see, is a tiny little snow globe of the Eiffel Tower (I LOVE snowglobes, although I own very few). I must admit, those little buggers are HARD to take photos of! The decorative boxes fit nicely with the rest of the colors, and they provide the perfect place to hide coupons, photos, random items, coffee/tea/hot chocolate supplies.
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| Pendulum Clock |
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| Parisian Wall Art |
*I don't remember being fed cookies, but I do remember loving those jars for as long as I can remember.
She wanted me to have them when she passed away, so they hold a special place in my heart and in my kitchen.
What are some favorite items within your house... sentimental...or you just love the purchase?
Kitchen Redo Unveil (Photo Heavy)
I will admit, I have been busy (aka. neglectful of my blogging). However, I did want to show you how our kitchen turned out. Granted I need to update my camera... I'm starting to notice a fuzzyness that wasn't there before. Perhaps I'm finally noticing the grainy lack of megapixals because I'm so used to seeing crystal clear images on the internet. Nonetheless, here it goes.
If you shall remember, this was the state of our kitchen when the previous owners had it. I can't say that the yellow hue is my cup of tea. It looks a bit dowdy, like an older woman who likes to dress in bland hues.
In previous posts, I showed you the Coffee Bar and Mug Rack my husband made, from my hand drawn renderings of course (men do need a bit of guidance - ha!)
My husband was fearful at first of the 'dark' blue color. However, I was adamant ..I mean, come on hubby, I have a VISION here! Finally, I convinced him that we should paint it the blue color, which he kept calling 'purple' for a while (I told him we could always repaint it if he didn't like it, which I knew we'd never do -ha!). I maintain the fact that I wanted my kitchen to have a blueberry sort of vibe...although somehow a Parisian theme worked its way in.
A few things I'm in love with: the wine rack above the island and the decorative fork, knife, spoon wall art above the bench. The bench has storage inside for shoes, which is nice when coming in from the garage. It also tends to be a sitting place for my purse. The cute little purple bird pillows also make my heart happy.
This is the kitchen sitting area, which we use as a coffee bar. I love how the curtains we made make the window appear larger, since we hung it wider and taller than the window itself. It gave the illusion of a bigger window.
My husband had the brilliant idea (although I wish I could say it was mine) to use chalkboard paint on the wall above the coffee bar. He trimmed it out with decorative trim, so it's a fun place to write messages.
This is another view from the sitting area. It's just a slip-covered chair for extra seating. Honestly, when we have people over now the kitchen does seem to be where everyone gathers. It's nice to be cooking and still be able to enjoy your guests.
Last, but definitely not least, a little bit of Snowman puke. Nothing says Christmas like a Poinsettia and Mixed Nuts to crack (although Lula our dog has been trying to crack open the nuts and eat them whenever they fall on the floor - what dog does that?!)
If you shall remember, this was the state of our kitchen when the previous owners had it. I can't say that the yellow hue is my cup of tea. It looks a bit dowdy, like an older woman who likes to dress in bland hues.
In previous posts, I showed you the Coffee Bar and Mug Rack my husband made, from my hand drawn renderings of course (men do need a bit of guidance - ha!)
You'll have to forgive my unveiling photos, as they are strewn with holiday decorations. I suppose that is what happens when you move right before the holidays. Your room re-do's tend to look like a snowman puked on them with holly and glitter. I can't say I mind too much though :-) I like Christmas.
My husband was fearful at first of the 'dark' blue color. However, I was adamant ..I mean, come on hubby, I have a VISION here! Finally, I convinced him that we should paint it the blue color, which he kept calling 'purple' for a while (I told him we could always repaint it if he didn't like it, which I knew we'd never do -ha!). I maintain the fact that I wanted my kitchen to have a blueberry sort of vibe...although somehow a Parisian theme worked its way in.
My husband had the brilliant idea (although I wish I could say it was mine) to use chalkboard paint on the wall above the coffee bar. He trimmed it out with decorative trim, so it's a fun place to write messages.
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| Coffee Bar, Wine Rack, Mug Holder, Decorative Boxes |
This is another view from the sitting area. It's just a slip-covered chair for extra seating. Honestly, when we have people over now the kitchen does seem to be where everyone gathers. It's nice to be cooking and still be able to enjoy your guests.
Last, but definitely not least, a little bit of Snowman puke. Nothing says Christmas like a Poinsettia and Mixed Nuts to crack (although Lula our dog has been trying to crack open the nuts and eat them whenever they fall on the floor - what dog does that?!)
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| Poinsettia & Mixed Nuts |
Friday, October 26, 2012
Catching My Breath
I have finally taken a moment to catch my breath (for a second or two...ha!) today since we move-in to our new home tomorrow. Allow me to under-exaggerated the situation and say that I am TIRED.
Here's the 'dealio' about the past few days:
Monday: We closed on the house at 3:00pm, and walked into the house at 4:00pm. We unloaded packed up things from his car, my car, and his mom's car. We cleaned all the kitchen baseboards, mopped the floor, removed all the light fixtures and switchplates, and put down painter's tape. We then proceeded to paint the Kitchen with its first coat of paint. This wouldn't have been so bad if the Kitchen was a normal sized Kitchen, but it is two rooms in one. The previous owners took down the wall between the Dining Room and Kitchen to create one large room. They (and we) are going to use the old Dining Room area as a Kitchen Lounge/Coffee Bar. This process lasted until 9:00pm. My mother-in-law thankfully brought us our first meal (ARBY'S), which I had the foresight to take a photo of us eating!
Tuesday: My husband has to work this week, so I was left to my own devices as far as prepping the house was concerned. I brought over another car load of things to unload, and then I cleaned the all the kitchen appliances inside and out. I then started to clean the section of cabinets closest to the stove, which took forever. The previous owners must have: A. Never Cleaned the Cabinets in the entire time they lived there and B. Cooked with a LOT of grease and oil. That section of cabinets felt like someone had sprayed PAM spray on them and let it soak in. It was g-r-o-s-s.
I also went to the hardware store to buy another can of Kitchen paint and proceeded to paint the whole thing again myself, for a second coat. THEN I went and tutored a 2nd grader, and I returned an hour later to clean the windows until my husband got off of work, and we unloaded his car full of stuff. Eventually, we went to the store to get paint for the bedroom, and my husband prepped the bedroom for painting. We went home at 8:00pm.
Wednesday: I unloaded another car full of stuff at the house. I tend put down painter's tape in the bedroom, and painted the entire thing. Thankfully it covered in one coat. I also cleaned another section of the Kitchen Cabinets, cleaned the toilets/light fixtures/mirrors, and vacuumed the whole house. My husband got off of work, and we unloaded his car. He tend put all the light fixtures and switchplates back up in the Kitchen. We went home early at 7:00pm.
Thursday: I unloaded yet another car full of things (yay! *sense my sarcasm). I wiped down the inside of all the closets since they had some dust and cobwebs. I cleaned all the sinks and another section of the Kitchen cabinets while I waited for the closets to dry. I then proceeded to paint both closets in the Master Bedroom and the Linen closet. Afterwards I got cleaned up and went to tutor my 2nd grade student. When I returned I helped hubby unload his car....again. We moved a ceiling fan to another room, and put up our DIY Chandelier in the bedroom (I'll divulge about that later on). We finally ate dinner on a card table with a random assortment of chairs, plastic utensils, and no plates, which his mom brought (such a sweetie). Then hubby removed all the switchplates in the Living Room, and I started to put down painter's tape until I ran out. We left fairly early at 8:00pm.
Today: I have started to load my car (are you
seeing a trend?) and I'm doing laundry here at my Mother/Father-in-laws
house. Eventually I'll unload more stuff at the house, buy more painter's tape for the Living Room and put it down, and clean the rest of the kitchen cabinets. I'll put all the shelves back up in the closets since the paint is dry and start putting in clothes, shoes, towels, and sheets. Then I'll start painting the Living Room until hubby comes to help me. *BIG BIG BIG BIG SIGH*
Tomorrow: We move ALL of our stuff in with family/friends. I am only looking forward to 2 Things tomorrow. #1 We will have our LULA
DOG back!
#2 I will get to spend a well deserved night on my Tempurpedic bed again- I seriously have issues about loving that bed so much. I'd definitely recommend splurging on one.
Here's the 'dealio' about the past few days:
Monday: We closed on the house at 3:00pm, and walked into the house at 4:00pm. We unloaded packed up things from his car, my car, and his mom's car. We cleaned all the kitchen baseboards, mopped the floor, removed all the light fixtures and switchplates, and put down painter's tape. We then proceeded to paint the Kitchen with its first coat of paint. This wouldn't have been so bad if the Kitchen was a normal sized Kitchen, but it is two rooms in one. The previous owners took down the wall between the Dining Room and Kitchen to create one large room. They (and we) are going to use the old Dining Room area as a Kitchen Lounge/Coffee Bar. This process lasted until 9:00pm. My mother-in-law thankfully brought us our first meal (ARBY'S), which I had the foresight to take a photo of us eating!
Tuesday: My husband has to work this week, so I was left to my own devices as far as prepping the house was concerned. I brought over another car load of things to unload, and then I cleaned the all the kitchen appliances inside and out. I then started to clean the section of cabinets closest to the stove, which took forever. The previous owners must have: A. Never Cleaned the Cabinets in the entire time they lived there and B. Cooked with a LOT of grease and oil. That section of cabinets felt like someone had sprayed PAM spray on them and let it soak in. It was g-r-o-s-s.
I also went to the hardware store to buy another can of Kitchen paint and proceeded to paint the whole thing again myself, for a second coat. THEN I went and tutored a 2nd grader, and I returned an hour later to clean the windows until my husband got off of work, and we unloaded his car full of stuff. Eventually, we went to the store to get paint for the bedroom, and my husband prepped the bedroom for painting. We went home at 8:00pm.
Wednesday: I unloaded another car full of stuff at the house. I tend put down painter's tape in the bedroom, and painted the entire thing. Thankfully it covered in one coat. I also cleaned another section of the Kitchen Cabinets, cleaned the toilets/light fixtures/mirrors, and vacuumed the whole house. My husband got off of work, and we unloaded his car. He tend put all the light fixtures and switchplates back up in the Kitchen. We went home early at 7:00pm.
Thursday: I unloaded yet another car full of things (yay! *sense my sarcasm). I wiped down the inside of all the closets since they had some dust and cobwebs. I cleaned all the sinks and another section of the Kitchen cabinets while I waited for the closets to dry. I then proceeded to paint both closets in the Master Bedroom and the Linen closet. Afterwards I got cleaned up and went to tutor my 2nd grade student. When I returned I helped hubby unload his car....again. We moved a ceiling fan to another room, and put up our DIY Chandelier in the bedroom (I'll divulge about that later on). We finally ate dinner on a card table with a random assortment of chairs, plastic utensils, and no plates, which his mom brought (such a sweetie). Then hubby removed all the switchplates in the Living Room, and I started to put down painter's tape until I ran out. We left fairly early at 8:00pm.
Today: I have started to load my car (are you
seeing a trend?) and I'm doing laundry here at my Mother/Father-in-laws
house. Eventually I'll unload more stuff at the house, buy more painter's tape for the Living Room and put it down, and clean the rest of the kitchen cabinets. I'll put all the shelves back up in the closets since the paint is dry and start putting in clothes, shoes, towels, and sheets. Then I'll start painting the Living Room until hubby comes to help me. *BIG BIG BIG BIG SIGH*
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| My Family |
Tomorrow: We move ALL of our stuff in with family/friends. I am only looking forward to 2 Things tomorrow. #1 We will have our LULA
DOG back!
#2 I will get to spend a well deserved night on my Tempurpedic bed again- I seriously have issues about loving that bed so much. I'd definitely recommend splurging on one.
Monday, October 22, 2012
DIY Coffee Bar Mug Shelf
As I've mentioned previously, my husband created a Coffee Bar for our Kitchen (Found in a Blurry Photo on this Post). Well, after I mentioned the idea to him and shoved Pinterest inspiration photos in his face while grinning like a madman. :-) However, I wanted a cute rack to hang above part of the Coffee Bar to hold decorative Mugs to add to the theme and decor.
I aimlessly searched around the web for inspiration, but I wasn't quite finding anything that suited my fancy. Finally I gave in and decided to sketch the idea I had in mind, but I couldn't quite find a photo of.
First of all, I have loved finding DIY Kitchen Decor online, which used real forks, spoons, and knives. Like the cute mirror below from FlamingoToes.com (tutorial).
I ended up sketching a flat shelf with a decorative lip (using a type of molding). I drew the shelf having a longer flat panel, which would be flush with the wall to attach curved utensils (to use as hooks for the mugs). I liked the sketch, and I liked the idea in my head. However, I wasn't sure if hubby could bring my inspiration to life. He delightfully surprised me. |
| Coffee Bar Shelf minus the Hooks |
Well, that is all well and good, but we needed hooks for my cute black mugs (with a little white bird perched on the handle!).
We took a trip to Goodwill to find some spoons for our project. Lo and Behold Goodwill had a Spoon shortage. . . soooo we tried ANOTHER Goodwill, and they were suffering from a Spoon shortage as well. SHOOT! What the HECK are people doing with all the Spoons!?!?
We finally gave in and went to Wally-World (Wal-Mart) - which is not my favorite place, in search of spoons on the cheap. We ended up finding a bundle of Four Mainstay's Spoons for $0.94. Woo-hoo! Thank You Wally-World...now get me the heck out of there.
We took our beloved spoons home. Hubby and I contemplated which end of the spoons would be best to drill through. I wanted the Spoon End to be hanging outward, but I was worried the small end would split when drilled through. We figured the spoons were cheap enough to experiment with, so we (he) drilled through the handle of the spoon anddddd....
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| SUCCESS!!! |
Here's a delightful side view, for your pleasure...
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| See The Cute White Birds on the Mug Handles? |
I'm pumped! I think I'll set my decorative twine letter "T" on top of the shelf (Found Here). I haven't quite decided what else to put on the shelf, but I'm sure I'll come up with something.
*Btw, on the side view Mug Shelf Photo is a sneak peak at the DIY Headboard we made, I described the materials and tutorial (Here), but I wanted to wait for a final unveil when we set up our bedroom fully.
We close on OUR new House TODAY! I'm SO excited, but I'm MORE excited to get our dog Lula back (this weekend). I start painting our new kitchen tomorrow...wish me luck!
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Rosette Neck Pillow
I felt motivated and inspired to try my hand at another pillow. I saw a cute tutorial on Pinterest for a Rosette Pillow (they call it a Fat Quarter). The tutorial can be found at The House of Smiths. It seemed simple enough for a sewing novice like myself...so I took a stab at it
AND. . . . . . .
I thought I did pretty good for a first time attempting such a thing. I think it will look gorgeous as a neck pillow on our bed. Our duvet is white paisley with grey sheets. I want to have an assortment of different grey and white pillows filling the bed.
My mother-in-law (who I'm pretty certain was a Personal Shopper + Interior Decorator in another life) has an assortment of items in their basement, which I have been given free reign to take, repurpose, and use for our own home. I found a 4 inch tall letter "T", which is our last initial. Perfect decor for our Coffee Bar except it was a BRIGHT BRASSY GOLD. Bleck! My solution? A ball of leftover twine + hot glue + burnt fingertips = Cute Little Letter "T"!
AND. . . . . . .
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| TA-DA! MY ROSETTE PILLOW! |
I thought I did pretty good for a first time attempting such a thing. I think it will look gorgeous as a neck pillow on our bed. Our duvet is white paisley with grey sheets. I want to have an assortment of different grey and white pillows filling the bed.
My mother-in-law (who I'm pretty certain was a Personal Shopper + Interior Decorator in another life) has an assortment of items in their basement, which I have been given free reign to take, repurpose, and use for our own home. I found a 4 inch tall letter "T", which is our last initial. Perfect decor for our Coffee Bar except it was a BRIGHT BRASSY GOLD. Bleck! My solution? A ball of leftover twine + hot glue + burnt fingertips = Cute Little Letter "T"!
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| Eiffel Tower Piggy Bank & Twine "T" Letter |
Check out how cute it looks next to the Eiffel Tower Piggy Bank I found at Burlington Coat Factory (I figured it would be great for the kitchen because my husband always empties his pockets and puts spare change on the counter -UGH! The Eiffel Tower Piggy Bank solves my problem and adds a cute decor touch!)
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| Anddddddddd Another View |
Friday, October 19, 2012
Under the Influence
Lately I've been under the influence of the decorating bug. We close on our house Monday, so my ideas have been going into overdrive.
My husband and I created a headboard for our bedroom, which looks amazing. I don't want to upload a photo of it until you can see the full picture with it actually attached to the bed. We bought wood from Lowes for $11.25, Painters Canvas for $13.00, Foam Batting for $9.99, Nail Head Trim for $17.99, and a Full Size Bed Cushion for $13.99. We already had the staple gun and wood working tools to cut the wood. Our headboard (which I saw a replica of at Pier One for $399.00) only cost us $66.22 + a few hours of gathering supplies and labor. SCORE!
We followed the tutorial found here: Centsational Girl Upholstered Headboard Tutorial
I didn't intend for our Kitchen to have a Paris Vibe, but as I collect more elements it seems to be heading in that direction.
I also bought fabric for our kitchen windows. Keep in mind I haven't touched a sewing machine since my introductory lesson in 7th grade Home Economics...soooooo.... I did the majority of the measuring and cutting, while my mother-in-law manned the sewing machine.
During our previous visit to our home we measured the windows, so my husband created wood brackets to fit the windows. We have one small window over the sink and a window in the kitchen sitting area (used to be a dining room, which the former owners removed when they redid the kitchen).We are going to repaint the Kitchen Bluish Purple (Grape Haze), Put our Coffee Bar where the baker's rack is, and new window treatments. We decided to hang the curtains higher and wider than the window to make them appear larger.
My in-laws are giving us two large comfy blue arm chairs (not
the prettiest, but they'll do for now) for the Kitchen Sitting Area. I braved the sewing machine and made pillow to match the curtains.
The Canvas on the chair is the completed version of the DIY Wall Art I wrote a tutorial on. The Spoon is some of our wall art for the Kitchen. It has a matching fork and knife.
Below is a photo of our Coffee Bar (it will go where the Baker's Rack is). My crafty husband made it - It is very detailed, whereas I wasn't even able to take an unblurry photo of it! I purchased numbered organization boxes from Pier One for the openings to store small cluttery kitchen items. I drew plans for a Decorative Shelf/Coffee Mug Holder, and he made it to go above the Coffee Bar as well. God I love having a handy husband!
The Parson Chairs also have a French Script Pattern on them, but they will be the head chairs in the dining room, which I figured will help the color palette flow throughout the house. My husband is going to tackle making a dining room table (fingers crossed!)
I can't wait to get all these elements together and see a final picture of the finished product!
My husband and I created a headboard for our bedroom, which looks amazing. I don't want to upload a photo of it until you can see the full picture with it actually attached to the bed. We bought wood from Lowes for $11.25, Painters Canvas for $13.00, Foam Batting for $9.99, Nail Head Trim for $17.99, and a Full Size Bed Cushion for $13.99. We already had the staple gun and wood working tools to cut the wood. Our headboard (which I saw a replica of at Pier One for $399.00) only cost us $66.22 + a few hours of gathering supplies and labor. SCORE!
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| Our Kitchen (Not a fan of the Wall Color or Tiles!) |
I didn't intend for our Kitchen to have a Paris Vibe, but as I collect more elements it seems to be heading in that direction.
I also bought fabric for our kitchen windows. Keep in mind I haven't touched a sewing machine since my introductory lesson in 7th grade Home Economics...soooooo.... I did the majority of the measuring and cutting, while my mother-in-law manned the sewing machine.
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| Sitting Area Valance |
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| Grape Haze |
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| Kitchen Sitting Area |
My in-laws are giving us two large comfy blue arm chairs (not
the prettiest, but they'll do for now) for the Kitchen Sitting Area. I braved the sewing machine and made pillow to match the curtains.The Canvas on the chair is the completed version of the DIY Wall Art I wrote a tutorial on. The Spoon is some of our wall art for the Kitchen. It has a matching fork and knife.
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| Sitting Area Pillows for the Blue Chairs |
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| Blurry Coffee Bar Photo |
The Parson Chairs also have a French Script Pattern on them, but they will be the head chairs in the dining room, which I figured will help the color palette flow throughout the house. My husband is going to tackle making a dining room table (fingers crossed!)
I can't wait to get all these elements together and see a final picture of the finished product!
Monday, October 8, 2012
Monster-In-Law
As you know, my husband and I are living with his parents while we wait for our house closing. I assure you that I am counting each day until the second we move out. Granted, I love his mom to pieces. (Odd that I would love my Mother-in-Law, right? As I thought that was supposed to be the mortal enemy of a daughter-in-law)
My Father-in-Law annoys me, frustrates me, and angers me until my blood feels like its boiling. He is charming and funny when he wants to be, which isn't the majority of the time.
He is irritable and on edge at all times. He barks at his family over the smallest things. He has caused his wife and sons to walk around him on eggshells, and I hate him for it.
He is extremely lazy when it comes to spending any time with his family. He wakes up at 3-4 am and goes to bed each night after dinner (Tonight he went into his bedroom and shut the door at 6pm). He doesn't speak to anyone when he comes home, sits in his LazyBoy, watches TV, and plays games on his computer. He expects his wife to serve him dinner in his LazyBoy. He won't get up and join the family at the table, except on Sundays.
Instances:
*My husband hurt his leg while doing outside landscaping work for his father (because his Dad is too lazy to do it). My husband was getting ice to put on a large bruise. His father YELLED at him for "Taking All The Ice". (He was angry because he wanted enough ice for his Bacardi and Cokes that he drinks)
*My husband and I were doing the outside landscaping work. His Dad wanted to haul it away. We reluctantly bagged it up to put it in the back of our NEW SUV because his Dad didn't want to put the bags in HIS car. Then his Dad proceeded to slam my SUV trunk REPEATEDLY because it wouldn't shut (something was obviously in the way). My husband yelled at him to stop slamming the trunk. His Dad's comment was, "You always tore up my car when you were younger", and he proceeded to try slamming the trunk closed. I finally yelled at him, "PLEASE STOP DOING THAT TO MY CAR. I WOULDN'T DO THAT TO YOURS!" Finally, he quit. He never did apologize. He filled my SUV up with a full tank of gas instead. It irked me that #1 He didn't respect his son's property enough, #2 Didn't respect his son's wishes, #3 He thinks its okay to treat someone else's stuff poorly because isn't a luxury model like his. He is rude and selfish.
*I pulled a cup out of the kitchen cabinets to get a drink. A plastic cup accidentally fell out and hit the kitchen floor. His Dad immediately yelled from his LazyBoy, "WHAT WAS THAT?" Wow... a cup... chill out...it was an accident. It causes his family to walk on eggshells around him.
*He complained to my husband that I was doing "too many loads of laundry". Therefore, I've adjusted my laundry schedule. I do laundry when he isn't home, so he doesn't see how much laundry I do. I still do the same amount, but now he can't complain about it.
*He complained to my husband I left laundry in the washer too long. The washer timer went off while he was there, and I was running an errand. I was going to switch the laundry when I got back. Once again, another reason to do laundry when he isn't home.
*He complained to my husband that I put food containers in the recycling bin. FINE! I won't recycle.
*He complained that I filled up the recycling (inside) bin, and I should have emptied it into the big bin in the garage. Guess what Sherlock... if you see it full, how about you get up off of your lazy, fat ass and empty it yourself?
*I left the garage door open because I knew he would be home soon. He scolded my husband that I left the garage door open. Okay, I'll leave it shut for you.
*He complained our dog peed on their carpet....over two years ago when she stayed here during our engagement trip. She isn't even staying here right now because he won't let her. Therefore, why the heck is he STILL complaining about her?! Not to mention, it's a DOG... it was an ACCIDENT! I keep wondering aloud (in front of my husband and mother-in-law) how he will react when we have children and they accidentally spit-up on the carpet...spill milk...drop food on the floor...play loudly. If he yells at them for doing NORMAL children things I will NOT have him TERRORIZE them the way he has done his wife and sons. They have completely adapted their lives to accommodate his selfish, lazy, and super controlling way of life. It is completely unacceptable. I wouldn't tolerate it if I was married to him. I told my husband flat out, "If you act like that when you're older you can bet that I won't deal with it. I'll divorce you".
*My husband purchased wood and made a sideboard/hutch for a Coffee Bar in our new home, which I'll have to take a photo of later because it's awesome! His Dad complained about the sawdust it created in the garage, even though my husband cleaned it out afterwards. His Dad didn't even comment on the good work my husband was doing...his only comment was, "You'd better clean all that shit up!" Really? Do you think your son is 10 years old still? Do you think he needs to be reminded at almost 30 years old to clean up after himself? What an ignorant ass.
*His wife has to brush her teeth downstairs at the kitchen sink before bed. She isn't allowed to brush her teeth in the master bathroom because it will wake him up, and he will yell at her. She goes to bed at 9:30 pm, like a normal person.
*These are only a FEW examples of instances while we have been staying here the past month and a half.
The longer we are here, the more irritable my husband gets. I can tell he is boiling over. He told me yesterday, "I can't wait to move out of here, so I don't have to deal with him. I can't wait to not see him for a long time" How terrible that your children think that about you. . .
I wish I could vent about it to my husband, but obviously nobody appreciates their spouse talking poorly about parent. However, he knows how I feel. I agree with him when he says something, but I try to keep my more "colorful" statements about his Dad to myself.
His wife says its because he's stressed at work and brings it home. It's an excuse that I don't accept.
My Father-in-Law annoys me, frustrates me, and angers me until my blood feels like its boiling. He is charming and funny when he wants to be, which isn't the majority of the time.
He is irritable and on edge at all times. He barks at his family over the smallest things. He has caused his wife and sons to walk around him on eggshells, and I hate him for it.
He is extremely lazy when it comes to spending any time with his family. He wakes up at 3-4 am and goes to bed each night after dinner (Tonight he went into his bedroom and shut the door at 6pm). He doesn't speak to anyone when he comes home, sits in his LazyBoy, watches TV, and plays games on his computer. He expects his wife to serve him dinner in his LazyBoy. He won't get up and join the family at the table, except on Sundays.
Instances:
*My husband hurt his leg while doing outside landscaping work for his father (because his Dad is too lazy to do it). My husband was getting ice to put on a large bruise. His father YELLED at him for "Taking All The Ice". (He was angry because he wanted enough ice for his Bacardi and Cokes that he drinks)
*My husband and I were doing the outside landscaping work. His Dad wanted to haul it away. We reluctantly bagged it up to put it in the back of our NEW SUV because his Dad didn't want to put the bags in HIS car. Then his Dad proceeded to slam my SUV trunk REPEATEDLY because it wouldn't shut (something was obviously in the way). My husband yelled at him to stop slamming the trunk. His Dad's comment was, "You always tore up my car when you were younger", and he proceeded to try slamming the trunk closed. I finally yelled at him, "PLEASE STOP DOING THAT TO MY CAR. I WOULDN'T DO THAT TO YOURS!" Finally, he quit. He never did apologize. He filled my SUV up with a full tank of gas instead. It irked me that #1 He didn't respect his son's property enough, #2 Didn't respect his son's wishes, #3 He thinks its okay to treat someone else's stuff poorly because isn't a luxury model like his. He is rude and selfish.
*I pulled a cup out of the kitchen cabinets to get a drink. A plastic cup accidentally fell out and hit the kitchen floor. His Dad immediately yelled from his LazyBoy, "WHAT WAS THAT?" Wow... a cup... chill out...it was an accident. It causes his family to walk on eggshells around him.
*He complained to my husband that I was doing "too many loads of laundry". Therefore, I've adjusted my laundry schedule. I do laundry when he isn't home, so he doesn't see how much laundry I do. I still do the same amount, but now he can't complain about it.
*He complained to my husband I left laundry in the washer too long. The washer timer went off while he was there, and I was running an errand. I was going to switch the laundry when I got back. Once again, another reason to do laundry when he isn't home.
*He complained to my husband that I put food containers in the recycling bin. FINE! I won't recycle.
*He complained that I filled up the recycling (inside) bin, and I should have emptied it into the big bin in the garage. Guess what Sherlock... if you see it full, how about you get up off of your lazy, fat ass and empty it yourself?
*I left the garage door open because I knew he would be home soon. He scolded my husband that I left the garage door open. Okay, I'll leave it shut for you.
*He complained our dog peed on their carpet....over two years ago when she stayed here during our engagement trip. She isn't even staying here right now because he won't let her. Therefore, why the heck is he STILL complaining about her?! Not to mention, it's a DOG... it was an ACCIDENT! I keep wondering aloud (in front of my husband and mother-in-law) how he will react when we have children and they accidentally spit-up on the carpet...spill milk...drop food on the floor...play loudly. If he yells at them for doing NORMAL children things I will NOT have him TERRORIZE them the way he has done his wife and sons. They have completely adapted their lives to accommodate his selfish, lazy, and super controlling way of life. It is completely unacceptable. I wouldn't tolerate it if I was married to him. I told my husband flat out, "If you act like that when you're older you can bet that I won't deal with it. I'll divorce you".
*My husband purchased wood and made a sideboard/hutch for a Coffee Bar in our new home, which I'll have to take a photo of later because it's awesome! His Dad complained about the sawdust it created in the garage, even though my husband cleaned it out afterwards. His Dad didn't even comment on the good work my husband was doing...his only comment was, "You'd better clean all that shit up!" Really? Do you think your son is 10 years old still? Do you think he needs to be reminded at almost 30 years old to clean up after himself? What an ignorant ass.
*His wife has to brush her teeth downstairs at the kitchen sink before bed. She isn't allowed to brush her teeth in the master bathroom because it will wake him up, and he will yell at her. She goes to bed at 9:30 pm, like a normal person.
*These are only a FEW examples of instances while we have been staying here the past month and a half.
The longer we are here, the more irritable my husband gets. I can tell he is boiling over. He told me yesterday, "I can't wait to move out of here, so I don't have to deal with him. I can't wait to not see him for a long time" How terrible that your children think that about you. . .
I wish I could vent about it to my husband, but obviously nobody appreciates their spouse talking poorly about parent. However, he knows how I feel. I agree with him when he says something, but I try to keep my more "colorful" statements about his Dad to myself.
His wife says its because he's stressed at work and brings it home. It's an excuse that I don't accept.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Happy Decorating!
This weekend my husband and I traveled to my hometown to spend some time with my parents. It was a multi-celebration weekend. We celebrated our anniversary (which was in June- ha), my Mom's birthday two weeks ago, my Dad's/Lula's birthdays on Saturday.
My Mom turned 30 (again...lol), my Dad turned 55, and Lula turned 3. Mom's gift was decorations for the room she is redecorating. Lula's gift consisted of icing from our anniversary cake. Dad's gift was to be a nice 'dressy' Michael Kors coat in 2XL, which proved to be TOO SMALL! His arms were too long for it! So much for trying to get Dad a coat that isn't camouflage or a Carhart jacket! Oh well, I tried! I guess I'll have to take it back and attempt to figure out another gift for him (men are so difficult to buy for!)
Due to the redecorating process (Mom's room, and our new home), we decided to drive an hour to the local Ikea. My husband has been to the one in Chicago before, but it was a new experience for my mom and I. We picked up a fake orchid for our bedroom in a raspberry accent color, a white vase for the orchid to go in, and a photo of orchids. I think I'll have my husband make a black shelf for the orchid/vase to sit on next to the orchid photo on the wall.
My husband liked the white butterflies with purple peeking out behind them, so it will go in the bedroom too.
Plus, we purchased a bunch of matching black frames to use for photos throughout the house for a more cohesive look. Our frames were in pretty rough shape and none of them matched in the least.
I thought it all would go nicely with the purple/raspberry lamp my mother-in-law bought me for an early birthday present. Additionally, it would go well with the white bedding, and grey wall color we decided on for the bedroom. We haven't decided on the curtain fabric yet. The curtain fabric will also be behind our bed, as we have an off center window that we are trying to hide with the heavy fabric. Please feel free to give your opinion on which one you like.
As for other purchases, we bought a Paris print that I have always loved. I would like to eventually use it in our guest bedroom. I also would like to place my Grandma's hard suitcase in there on a table top (as a nightstand). She used it to travel to 48 states before she married my Grandpa. The only states she didn't go to were Alaska and Hawaii, which she was always sure to remind us "weren't even states yet anyway!"
My Mom turned 30 (again...lol), my Dad turned 55, and Lula turned 3. Mom's gift was decorations for the room she is redecorating. Lula's gift consisted of icing from our anniversary cake. Dad's gift was to be a nice 'dressy' Michael Kors coat in 2XL, which proved to be TOO SMALL! His arms were too long for it! So much for trying to get Dad a coat that isn't camouflage or a Carhart jacket! Oh well, I tried! I guess I'll have to take it back and attempt to figure out another gift for him (men are so difficult to buy for!)
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| Orchid Photo - Bedroom |
Due to the redecorating process (Mom's room, and our new home), we decided to drive an hour to the local Ikea. My husband has been to the one in Chicago before, but it was a new experience for my mom and I. We picked up a fake orchid for our bedroom in a raspberry accent color, a white vase for the orchid to go in, and a photo of orchids. I think I'll have my husband make a black shelf for the orchid/vase to sit on next to the orchid photo on the wall.
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| Orchid Accent |
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| Vase for Orchid |
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| Butterfly Art - Bedroom |
Plus, we purchased a bunch of matching black frames to use for photos throughout the house for a more cohesive look. Our frames were in pretty rough shape and none of them matched in the least.
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| Wall Color Appears more Grey |
I thought it all would go nicely with the purple/raspberry lamp my mother-in-law bought me for an early birthday present. Additionally, it would go well with the white bedding, and grey wall color we decided on for the bedroom. We haven't decided on the curtain fabric yet. The curtain fabric will also be behind our bed, as we have an off center window that we are trying to hide with the heavy fabric. Please feel free to give your opinion on which one you like.  |
| "Ah, Parie!" |
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| Suitcase like Grandma's |
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