Dear Blog
GERRY DID THE SWEETEST THING EVER!!! HE THREW ME A SURPRISE PARTY!!
DETAILS WILL FOLLOW SOON!!
XOXO
DESIRAE
Friday, April 22, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Unexpected visitor
Dear Blog,
As I write this Gerry is laying next to me in bed reading. (He is the only person I know capable of laying down and read while holding a book up in the air without his arms getting tired…)
In case you missed the clue in the first sentence, we are in the same room. In the same bed.
You may wonder, How did this happen? Well…
His eccentric, out of town twenty-six year old cousin, stopped in to see us. She will be staying with us for a week (10-15) until she finds her own apartment.
Her mother, Gerard’s aunt, called him at work and asked (*told*) him his cousin, Minnie, was stopping by and see if she could stay with us. His aunt is a very pushy lady and he wasn’t able to say no.
He called me up frantically and told me. I ran out to the grocery store and stocked up with food and treats. I hurried home and cleaned the sheets in the guest bedroom (my room) and removed any evidence that I’d been sleeping in there. I quickly moved everything into “our” bedroom. Luckily half of the closet is packed with my cloths anyway, so I didn’t have to move too many things.
Meanwhile Gerry called Bryce and told him he had couldn’t come over because we would have a visitor. Bryce said he was ok with that. In fact he laughed, acknowledging that he knew that would happen one day.
So Minnie’s taxi arrived at the house around 5:30pm. She is very tall and has the best sense in style. She always looks glamorous. (Gerry’s family in general is very photogenic and glamorous. My family has always seemed more laid back and stern. It’s an interesting contrast when you compare the family pictures.) She arrived in her skin tight jeans, a pink leopard print shirt, black stiletto boots and a huge band-name purse whose name I can’t remember. I’m sure Gerard would remember…
(In bed. Turning to look at Gerry.
Me: “Gerry, what was the band name of the purse your sister was carrying today?”
Gerard: “It was a sporty Tommy Hilfiger tote.”)
…and a Tommy Hilfinger Hilfiger tote. (Gerry just asked me how I spelt it and correct me… my apologies. LOL. It’s not easy living with someone who knows more about fashion that I do.)
Minnie arrived as perky as ever, thanking us for allowing her to stay at our home. She complimented the guest bedroom and the rooms in general. It was very nice to have someone else in the house with us. The original plan was that I was going to prepare chicken for dinner, but I ran out of time and ended up ordering pizza and making a tossed salad. Tomorrow I plan on preparing chicken with a vegetarian casserole. After dinner I showed Minnie around the house and put clean towels in the bathroom for her. She looked exhausted so she retired to her room shortly after dinner. We’ll have time to bond during this coming week.
It’s weird having someone else in the house, but it’s nice. I’ve gotten used to seeing my husband in different PJ’s, but this was the first time I saw him so relaxed in long pajama bottoms and a light undershirt. I’m wearing my boring PJ’s, a long shirt with little frog prints over them. It’s kind of great not having to worry about looking sexy, just comfortable.
He’s telling me to turn off the light. I better do so. It is getting late and I have a busy day tomorrow.
Till Next Time.
xoxo
Desirae
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Hypothetically Speaking…What if…?
Dear Blog
I am sitting in the eating area typing because while Gerry watches TV in the other room. I should be grading my students month exams, but I think my mind is still chewing on the conversation that Gerry and I just had.
We were sitting on the couch together watching a movie on the TNT channel. I was looking around the room, observing ‘our’ things; the sofa, the desk, the knickknacks, the carpet, the small table in the middle of the room, etc. A curious thought popped into my head.
“Gerry…” I said.
He answered with a grunt while his eyes stayed glued to the TV.
“I know its still very early in our relationship, but have you ever thought about what would happen if this didn’t work out?”
This caught his attention and he shifted to look at me. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, have you ever thought that in the future you might want to get a divorce and marry someone else?” I could see a rather dazzled and confused look in his eye.
“Why are you asking that? Where is this coming from?” he asked. “I have not thought at all about the future of this relationship. I take it day by day. I haven’t even gotten used to the idea of “us” being married.” He stared at me and then continued “Are you having second thoughts?”
“No, no I’m not having second thoughts at all. I guess I was just curious…” I suddenly felt uncomfortable by blurring out my thoughts.
“What is on your mind?”
“Nothing really.”
“Are you sure?”
“I think that by looking around our house, I see that there are pieces still missing and in a sense it feels incomplete. As if it was empty or waiting to be packed up again. It reminds me of all those arguments my parents used to have…”
“You’re talking about all those fights they had when they wanted to get a divorce?”
“Yes.”
“Look Rae, I know that was hard for you. But in the end they stayed together. Things were hard and uncertain for awhile with you. I remember your teary midnight phone calls. It was very hard for you. However things worked out for them, they got therapy and stayed married.”
“But…”
“But if you would like to discuss the “hypothetic situation, the what if…” we can talk about it.”
“I just need to express that, If in the future, you want out or I want out we know what might happen.”
“Sure.” He leaned closer to me and hugged me. “So, if we got a divorce who get’s this sofa?”
“You Do!! It’s your sofa and it’s the worst thing in this house…” I answered jokingly.
“Deal. That’s all I want…” He turned the TV on mute. “What do you want?”
“I would like for things to be divided equally. Whatever I buy is mine and whatever you buy is yours. Everything in my room comes with me. Everything in your room goes with you. Whatever we bought together or for the house gets sold and we split the earnings. The house gets sold and we split the earnings as well.”
“Seems like you have given this a lot of thought…”
“I really haven’t thought about it much. It is just that I went through the heartbreak of watching my parents walk through the house yelling at each other and then going through the drawls and grabbing things, saying ‘this is mine’ or ‘that’s mine’…. I hated that. I hated the possession of things they bought together or for each other. I hated the fighting. “
“I promise that if this arraignment ever has to end, we will discuss it calmly. As heartbreaking as it may be, we will do things equally. Honestly above everything. Right?”
“Yes….Thank you.”
He put his arm around my shoulder and said “stop thinking such negative things. We’ve only been married three months.”
I don’t know what made me think of this. I guess it was just a random thought. But its nice to know that he took it serious. It is nice to know that I can count on him.
We have said it before, but our relationship has always had to be based on honestly. Even if it hurts. No lies, no disguise.
Now I better get back to checking my students exams.
till next time
XOXO
Desirae
I am sitting in the eating area typing because while Gerry watches TV in the other room. I should be grading my students month exams, but I think my mind is still chewing on the conversation that Gerry and I just had.
We were sitting on the couch together watching a movie on the TNT channel. I was looking around the room, observing ‘our’ things; the sofa, the desk, the knickknacks, the carpet, the small table in the middle of the room, etc. A curious thought popped into my head.
“Gerry…” I said.
He answered with a grunt while his eyes stayed glued to the TV.
“I know its still very early in our relationship, but have you ever thought about what would happen if this didn’t work out?”
This caught his attention and he shifted to look at me. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, have you ever thought that in the future you might want to get a divorce and marry someone else?” I could see a rather dazzled and confused look in his eye.
“Why are you asking that? Where is this coming from?” he asked. “I have not thought at all about the future of this relationship. I take it day by day. I haven’t even gotten used to the idea of “us” being married.” He stared at me and then continued “Are you having second thoughts?”
“No, no I’m not having second thoughts at all. I guess I was just curious…” I suddenly felt uncomfortable by blurring out my thoughts.
“What is on your mind?”
“Nothing really.”
“Are you sure?”
“I think that by looking around our house, I see that there are pieces still missing and in a sense it feels incomplete. As if it was empty or waiting to be packed up again. It reminds me of all those arguments my parents used to have…”
“You’re talking about all those fights they had when they wanted to get a divorce?”
“Yes.”
“Look Rae, I know that was hard for you. But in the end they stayed together. Things were hard and uncertain for awhile with you. I remember your teary midnight phone calls. It was very hard for you. However things worked out for them, they got therapy and stayed married.”
“But…”
“But if you would like to discuss the “hypothetic situation, the what if…” we can talk about it.”
“I just need to express that, If in the future, you want out or I want out we know what might happen.”
“Sure.” He leaned closer to me and hugged me. “So, if we got a divorce who get’s this sofa?”
“You Do!! It’s your sofa and it’s the worst thing in this house…” I answered jokingly.
“Deal. That’s all I want…” He turned the TV on mute. “What do you want?”
“I would like for things to be divided equally. Whatever I buy is mine and whatever you buy is yours. Everything in my room comes with me. Everything in your room goes with you. Whatever we bought together or for the house gets sold and we split the earnings. The house gets sold and we split the earnings as well.”
“Seems like you have given this a lot of thought…”
“I really haven’t thought about it much. It is just that I went through the heartbreak of watching my parents walk through the house yelling at each other and then going through the drawls and grabbing things, saying ‘this is mine’ or ‘that’s mine’…. I hated that. I hated the possession of things they bought together or for each other. I hated the fighting. “
“I promise that if this arraignment ever has to end, we will discuss it calmly. As heartbreaking as it may be, we will do things equally. Honestly above everything. Right?”
“Yes….Thank you.”
He put his arm around my shoulder and said “stop thinking such negative things. We’ve only been married three months.”
I don’t know what made me think of this. I guess it was just a random thought. But its nice to know that he took it serious. It is nice to know that I can count on him.
We have said it before, but our relationship has always had to be based on honestly. Even if it hurts. No lies, no disguise.
Now I better get back to checking my students exams.
till next time
XOXO
Desirae
Friday, April 1, 2011
Which is it?
"Do you love me because I am beautiful,
or am I beautiful because you love me?"
~Cinderella~
It's easy to fall in love. The hard part is finding someone to catch you...
So my question is...if I start to fall, is someone there behind me to catch me or am I going to get shattered?
xoxo
Desirae
or am I beautiful because you love me?"
~Cinderella~
It's easy to fall in love. The hard part is finding someone to catch you...
So my question is...if I start to fall, is someone there behind me to catch me or am I going to get shattered?
xoxo
Desirae
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