Paul Zerdin and Sam

This had me laughing for hours. Feel free to check out this video on
YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ujDLNG9ckFo

Xoxo
Desirae

NEW JOB!!

Dear Blog

I got a new job!! Teaching Spanish at a public school! I could not be any more excited or happy about this! Yey!

Things are finally starting to look up. The school is about a 45 minute drive from the house, but the hours are great and the salary is decent.

The school called me this morning and scheduled an interview for this afternoon. I was very excited and didn't hesitate. They were looking for a new Spanish teacher because the one they had working there unfortunately had a family emergency and ended up moving back to Madrid. The school had already promised the parents Spanish classes for the students, so they needed to find a replacement.

I don't mean to brag, but the director liked me so much he hired me on the spot. I will be teaching Spanish in Elementary school grades 3rd and 4th. (there are only three groups per grade so it's not too bad.)

I start next week. This allows me to have the rest of the week to study up on the material and prepare lesson plans for my students.

 

I am so excited!! Gerard seemed to proud to hear that I finally found a job. My parents even sounded excited for me.

Things are starting to look up. Tomorrow I have to go to the publishing house and look over some details about my newest book and then I'll have the rest of the day free to work on lesson plans.

I hope this job continues to work out as a dream!!

 

Till Next Time

xoxoxo

Desirae

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Uploading several entries

Dear Blog

It has occured to me that perhaps it would be best to upload various entries instead of one long summary of what has happened during the day?

What do you think about that?

 

xoxo

Desirae

Business and Gardening

Dear Blog
Gerard just told me that he has to go on another business trip this weekend. Things at his job are working out very well for him. I couldn’t be prouder. I had his suite sent off to the dry cleaners so it would be ready for his trip this weekend.
I probably should iron some of his shirts as well…

My mother-in-law stopped by the house this morning. She promised to help me with the garden out back. It felt weird having her teach me about gardening…I always imagined that when I started gardening in my own house that My mother would be the one teaching me. I guess I’m also adapting to the idea of having a mother-in-law.
It’s very true what they say about getting married… you don’t just marry the person you love, but you marry their family as well.
I have to say that in the last year, Gerard’s mother has proven to be a better mother-in-law than I would ever imagine.

Till Next time
xoxo
Desirae

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It catches up.

Dear Blog

Just a quick update.

I was going through my old diaries and I found this entry that I wrote during my first year of college. It was written a while after I met Gerard and we had began to seriously hang out.

I was at dinner with my parents and talking with my dad.

Me: Gerard’s girl friend graduates in two months and she already has her own restaurant set up…

Dad: His girlfriend?

Me: Well, his gal friend… His Facebook status says that they are engaged, but that’s just a joke. He says there isn’t anything serious between them.

Dad:…oh…Are you going to marry him?

Me: What? No! (nervous laughter) What makes you say that?

Dad: He is always around you. You two always are hanging out. It just seems like you are holding off for something more…

Me: He is just a friend dad…Pleazz… I’m still in college, I’m not even thinking about getting married.

 

I said I wouldn’t and I did.

And who would have known…. Dad does know “best”. Or at he kind of guessed the future. I did end up marrying my best friend. I guess the past “I’ll never” does catch up with you.

Lol.

Till Next time.

XOXO

Desirae

Valentine’s Day!!---30th Day As a Wife.

 

 

Dear Blog

Today is Valentine’s day!! Yey!!

Gerard and I have some special plans. We are not celebrating the most-commercial-romantic day of the year by ourselves. We invited our parents out to dinner.

This morning Gerry left a pastel colored rose on the kitchen table and a little note that said “Happy Valentine’s Wifey”.

 

I’ll have to write about the rest of the day later!! I’ll better get ready because we are meeting our parents at the restaurant in half an hour! ah!! :D

 

Desirae

Cliché---Wind beneth my wings.

Its midnight and I just got back from a nice dinner with friends. A former literature classmate, Grace, had her birthday party dinner tonight. She organized it all today and amazingly every one of our friends was able to attend. 
The celebration took place in small bar. I’m not much of an alcohol drinker. (Since I don’t drink much or often I am an easy drunk. Haha) I prefer a simple soda. It’s hard for me to admit sometimes, but the only alcoholic drinks I’ll actually consume are the mixed drinks that Gerard makes for me. I trust him and since the first moment we met he knew exactly how much I was able to hold in my system before getting silly. 

Tonight however it felt weird getting together with “our” friends without Gerry there. He texted me when he arrived to his destination. He was visiting an out of town designer that lives/works 2hrs away from here. He drove up and will be back tomorrow. I forward the text to Bryce so he would also be updated. While talking on the phone I mentioned the birthday party and he offered to accompany me. I couldn’t have been more thrilled!! He is great company and it’s nice to have someone else to talk too. Most of my friends usually bring their boyfriends and the evening starts with everyone interacting, but an hour later everyone is just talking with their boyfriends. I would have felt uncomfortable sitting alone. 
Bryce and I met at the restaurant that evening. He’s just gotten off work and was wearing his black pants with a blue checkered shirt. He looked professional and older than his actual age, 25. 
I wore my favorite brown V top with just one shoulder, my favorite skinny jeans along with brown high heels. I was feeling very attractive. 
Bryce’s first comment when he saw me was “You look hot.” That was such a compliment! I’m sure I blushed. He sat next to me during the entire evening and we talked about everything going on in our lives. He does one thing that used to bother me, but now I’m used to it. He runs his fingers through my long hair. Gerry does that a lot; he was the one that started it. I didn’t mind it at all when it came to him doing that. But when Bryce started I felt a bit uncomfortable, as if he was “stealing” Gerry’s “move”. Haha . Now I don’t realize it and I allow my wild insecure imagination to go free elsewhere. 

There are very few gestures that I allow Gerry to do and no one else. I'll mention at least two.. 
1) Kisses on the forehead….ugh! I hated them until Gerry did it once and it was actually comforting. He does that once in awhile and it no longer bothers me. 
2) Have someone put their arm around me--- Since I was about 9 years old I’ve had tumors come out on different parts of my body. Mainly my back and arms. I’ve had more than 12 surgeries to extract them. Luckily none of them are dangerous. Unfortunately my skin scars easily so I have lines and scares all over my back and upper arm. I have a slash on the left side of my neck. For years I never wore short sleeves or halters. I was always covered up. I didn’t want anyone to touch or see me. Then Gerry came along and somehow my scars disappeared with him. 
Sometimes Bryce has that same effect in giving my confidence where I lack it… 
But anyway, I’m not going into that subject of my insecurity. It’s too long and complicated and I don’t feel like writing about today. Through the good days and bad days, I have a nice support team. I am here for them and they are there for me. 

Back at the party Bryce and I congratulated Grace on her birthday and then found out there was another reason for the celebration. She’d gotten engaged over the weekend! I’m very happy for her. She’s been in a relationship with her boyfriend, currently fiancé, since they were 17 years old. Now six years later he’s taking her to the altar! Her wedding is going to be huge and glamorous. Its fun to see my other friends getting married and planning a future with their loved ones. 
I know my moment will be coming sooner than I know it. I guess seeing Grace plan her future got Bryce thinking about how lucky we seem to have it. 


I hear a couple remarks from friend telling me it looked wrong that I went to a party with my husband's Best Man. but then I have to remind them that Bryce was also my best friend. 
However I did think about it and maybe next time I'll invite a gal friend, just so there aren't any unwanted rumors.


xoxo
Desirae

Lazy Day with Bryce

Dear Blog

I am a movie addict. I was sitting in our half-furnished TV room watching “How to lose a guy in 10 days” when the doorbell rang. (I was feeling lazy today, so I didn’t have anything fancy on. I was wearing my over-sized green V top and favorite black sweat pants along rainbow colored winter socks. I think I had my hair pulled back in a rubber band (and my hair is waist length long). I basically looked like a mess. )

I got up to answer the door and was greeted by Bryce. Normally he is very smiley, but as he stared back at me, he looked like he’d been hit by a train.

“Hey Bryce! Come in.”

He walked in and shook my hand. “Hi Rae. I don’t want to get to close to you; I think I am coming down with a cold. I don’t want you to get sick as well…”

“Oh, don’t be silly. I won’t get sick and even if I do, I do not mind. I don’t have to worry about getting up for a job, so I’ve got plenty of time to stay in bed being sick.” I gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “It’s great that you stopped by. I was just watching a movie on television. But it’s great to have company.”

“I won’t stay long; I just stopped by to say ‘hello’ and see if you have any apple cinnamon tea. The store doesn’t have anymore and I know you always stock up on that tea.”

I laughed. I am addicted to apple cinnamon tea. I cannot get enough of it. Gerard hates that tea, so it is a little guilty pleasure that I can enjoy. Bryce likes that kind of tea as well, so it’s nice to have someone else that shares my taste in tea. I had just bought 4 boxes of apple cinnamon tea (each box has about 24 bags.) I walked to the pantry and brought out a box for him.

“Here you go. Keep the box. You don’ know when the store will have the tea again. Treat yourself to some delicious tea while you are sick.”

Smiling he took the box from me. I could tell that he didn’t feel well.

“Bryce, why don’t you stay a while and have a cup of tea with me. I’ll make us chicken soup for lunch and some grill cheese sandwiches.” I put my arm around his arm. “What do you say?”

“I don’t want to bother you…”

“Oh, it isn’t a bother at all. I am alone here, and I was about to make myself some tea.” I pulled him towards the couch in the TV room and put a blanket around him. I put two cups of teas to heat up in the microwave and looked for some tissues. When I walked back into the room, he had his head leaning back against the couch and he’d wrapped himself up in the blanket. I handed him his cup of tea and sat down next to him. We stared at the TV for a few minutes and let the sound coming from the movie echo through the room. Slowly he put his head against mine.

“I miss them…” he said.

I didn’t have to ask who he was talking about. I knew he was talking about his parents. Two and a half years ago, his parents were accidently killed in crossfire between policemen and drug dealers. They were at the wrong place at the wrong time. It was a horrible day. Gerard had been the one who went with him to identify the bodies. I don’t know the details, (and I never asked) but the funeral was close-casket, all I know is that that image haunts Bryce. (I wouldn’t doubt that it will haunt him until the day he dies.) Bryce, like me, is an only child. He didn’t have anyone else. His grandparents and uncles have been taking turns checking in on him. During the months that followed after their death two of Bryce’s older cousins moved in with him at his parents’ house. But eventually they moved back out and continued with their life. Bryce has been living there alone for about a six months now. I think he is fixing the house so that he can rent the house and have roommates.

I have told Bryce that he can always come and stay with us in our new home. He is more than welcome to stay overnight or weekends. He says he will take up the offer some day, but he can’t stay away from his home more than a couple days.

Now as he sits beside me, my heart breaks. He is sick and needs pampering and love. I lean closer to him and hug him. I kiss the top of his head and hold him in my arms while I rub his back. Eventually I heard him breathing steadily and I knew he’s fallen asleep. Gently I moved off the couch and went in the kitchen.

Bryce slept for about an hour and a half, when he finally woke up, he looked rested. He ate the chicken soup and grill cheese sandwich that I made for lunch/dinner.

I am grateful that my mother taught me small things in the kitchen so that I was helpful for Bryce today. The rest of the evening Bryce and I sat on the couch in front of the heater talking and laughing at old memories. It was a lazy day with my best friend.

“Bryce…” I said as I stretched my legs on the lazy-boy chair we have in the room.

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” He answered smiling. He looked at his wrist watch and started to get up off the couch. “It is getting late and I think it would be best if I got home. I have an important meeting tomorrow at the studio. Thank you for the meal…”

“You don’t need to thank me. You know you are welcome here any time. It was nice hanging out today.” I walked him to the door and handed him a Tupperware with leftover chicken soup. “If you still feel bad by Monday, you should go to the doctor. Take it easy tomorrow. It’s Saturday, you still need to rest.”

He chuckled to himself. He looked a lot better than when he arrived earlier. I think he just really needed to rest and enjoy a homemade hot meal.

“Thank you again for having me. You are a saint.” He gave me a long hug and walked to his car. The house suddenly feels empty and sad. Gerard will be home in about 2 hours, but I feel alone right now.

I had started doing laundry earlier, but when Bryce came I completely forgot. As I put the wet clothes from the washing machine into the dryer my mind wanders into a state of limbo. I mentally go over what has happened during the day and think back to how far my friendship with Bryce and Gerard has come.

My train of thought gets interrupted when I hear my cel phone ring. I read on the call ID that it’s my agent.

“Hello?”

“Desirae! I’ve got wonderful news for you.” My agent said in a

“Really? What is it?”

“Your novel, “Heart Be True” has just gotten approved and goes into printing on Monday!! By Thursday your book will be in every bookstore!”

“Yes! Thank you! Thank you sooo much!” I jumped up and down in excitement. “That IS wonderful news!”

“We are proud of you…”

“I hope it lives up to my previous novel.”

“Oh, you don’t worry about that!” She said. “By the way, have you found a job yet?”

“No. Not yet.”

“Listen, my nephew goes to the “LongVille* School” I heard they are hiring teachers. Why don’t you apply there?”

“I’ll take it into account! Thanks!”

“You are welcome. I have to go doll. But enjoy your evening and celebrate!”

I’m going to jump in the shower and get dressed up. I’m going to tell Gerard that we are going out for dinner. I don’t care if it’s a fancy restaurant or just to the local hamburger spot. My novel is hitting the stores soon and I am so excited!!

Till next time.

XOXO

Desirae

*Name changed for privacy reasons.

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