Bad Wife, Bad Bad Wife.

and good, sweet, wonderful husband.

In the whirlwind that was our anniversary, I forgot to mention the most suttle, sweet and thoughtful gift my husband gave me. Not the amazing suite, not the amazing dinners (although those were absolutely perfect) But a rose. But not any rose, a paper rose to honor the traditional gift of paper for the first anniversary.

Thank you babe, I love you.

GOLF

Gone so long and an

Overly complicated game

Leave spouse and something that takes

Forever

...I write this post because my lovely husband said "Why don't you blog about it" after I complained about golf. SO THERE. I am.

Mainly that I think it's kind of a stupid game, that seems to interrupt my weekend plans and somehow takes 6 hours to finish. He tried comparing this to a day at the beach, and I think that's absurd! His golf is getting IN THE WAY of my beach days.

And if you want me to like golf, you are going to have to find some more attractive men to play the sport or people that dress like this for me to make fun of. Or perhaps, join the country club so I can play tennis and use the pool while you are golfing? *hint hint* HAHHA

Body by JMAC

You'll laugh, but on our honeymoon after a few cocktails I promised Jarrett I'd be a MILF. If you don't know what this is I do NOT suggest googling it, because a whole lot of porn sites come up.

Well, almost a year later, I feel nothing like a MILF (well, first I am not a mother) but also I feel like I've "let myself go". I haven't been keeping up with the gym, my portions and choices for food have got out of control and I like my glass(es) of wine at dinner. Now, let's be serious...I am not going to give up everything. But I need to make better decisions, make concessions and GO TO THE GYM. So I'm hoping that by admitting this publicly, I am on my way to recovery!

Wish me luck.... :P

My name is Jess, and I'm a procrastinator.

I admit it. I am a procrastinator.

Procrastination refers to the counterproductive deferment of actions or tasks to a later time. Psychologists often cite such behavior as a mechanism for coping with the anxiety associated with starting or completing any task or decision.[1] There are three criteria for a behavior to be classified as procrastination: it must be counterproductive, needless, and delaying.[2] (Wikipedia)

If you gave me a deadline of 6 months from now, I probably wouldn't start until right before the 6 months was up. I can make deadlines, but I think I secretly like the stress of racing to finish things and the pressure. But, no one should have told me I had a year to finish my wedding invites. It's not that I'm ungrateful. It's not that I'm trying to be rude. I just think I find excuses of other things to do and the thought of having to write out SO many makes me ill. I want to take the time to be considerate and thank everyone for their gifts since everyone was SO generous and thoughtful.

So before Jarrett officially killed me (because yes, he is NOT a procrastinator) I finally went and got my thank you's and the proof has arrived for me to share. Ironically, I ended up picking from the same company as my wedding invitations.

In honor...

Wednesday Ramblings and Some Flowers?

So I'm sitting here at work, looking out my window waiting for the snow to destroy us. Ok, I can hardly complain, 6-10inches in BOSTON is not distruction. It's a mere inconvenience. I started to feel nostalgic and went back to my first blog post where I blogged about wanting summer and the foot of snow we got in March. Well ladies and gentlemen, I'm feeling the exact same way. I cannot wait for a business trip to Houston (HOUSTON!) next week for some sixty degree weather.

However, that is not the purpose of this blog post and I could go on forever about how much I hate winter. I'm stealing a page out of "My Husband Is Annoying" . And YES, this is very risky since the hubs does read this. ;-)

I'm reading a magazine and with Valentine's Day coming up, it talks about cheaper flower options than traditional red roses to save the hubs out there some money. I love flowers, but frankly, not roses and not red ones. I love hydrangeas and daisies etc. So they have this gourgeous vase with white tulips and I just melted. I would kill for some of those in my house right now.

So I turn to Jarrett that day and explain "Babe, IF you were planning on buying me flowers, I'd like white tulips and I'd like them delivered to work". Now there are a couple of problems here. 1) I hate that I had to ask 2) I have been asking for 5 years to have flowers delivered to work, once, just once. Vday? sure. Birthday? sure. Random day? sure. Point: I don't care when, just sometime.

This comes and goes and he laughs and says, well apparently I do need to get you flowers NOW.

Am I crazy for wanting this? It drives me nuts how much they overcharge for flowers, especially roses on V Day. But sometimes a girl just wants to have those beautiful flowers on her desk to look at and well, ahem, show off.

The Good Wife's Guide

One thing I've learned over the past month is that I am not a good wife. *Disclaimer, Jarrett has not said this to me*...I just know it. I leave my clothes everywhere, he does most of the cooking, he makes lists and keeps us organized, he takes out the trash, he makes the grocery lists (and unfortunately the list goes on and on). And between you and me, I call him MY wifey. I read all these blogs complaining about people's husbands and I realize I just don't have that. Sure, he leaves the seat up, or vaccums in a way that clearly doesn't get all the dog hair up, but damn...look at all the things I do wrong or don't do at all!

Kudos to his mother for raising a masculine male who also does all this, and kudos to me for finding and holding onto him.

And then I remembered this framed article in the 50's diner in Dedham, and I figured I'd compare myself against it, for a good laugh...clearly.

The Good Wife's Guide
From Housekeeping Monthly, 13 May, 1955

• Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have be thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they get home and the prospect of a good meal is part of the warm welcome needed. <>
• Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people. <>
• Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
• Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives. Run a dustcloth over the tables.
• During the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering to his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction. <>
• Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer or vacuum. Encourage the children to be quiet.
• Be happy to see him.
• Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.
• Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours. <>
• Don't greet him with complaints and problems.
• Don't complain if he's late for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through at work.
• Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or lie him down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
• Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.
• Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgment or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him. <>
• A good wife always knows her place.

well, i hope you too enjoyed this one.