Nov 252004

As I sit here watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade (can’t get enough of those NBC stars, huh? :whocares: ), I can’t help but ponder the things that Monica and I are so thankful for this year.

We’re thankful for…

…God providing and watching over us each and every day.
…each other.
…our quirky dog, Jack.
…our family and friends that support us in everything we do.
…our home, food on the table, and clothes on our backs.
…our troops who put their lives on the line every day to protect us.
…the troops’ families who sacrifice so much with their loved ones away from home.

Happy Thanksgiving! 🙂

Nov 212004

Last Friday night, I was forced to see what is quite possibly the worse movie of the year.

This past Friday night, we saw what is quite possibly the best movie of the year.

And then on Saturday, we had a marathon Christmas shopping session where we bought almost all of the gifts that we needed.

So I would say that this past weekend totally kicks the butt of last weekend (but not quite as bad as the butt-whooping the Hokies laid on the Terps on Thursday night :)).

Nov 042004

Pretty much immediately after I got married, my wedding ring morphed from beautiful yellow and brushed white gold into a dented piece of gold colored metal. I guess I’m just really tough on rings. I’m not sure how it happened, whether I subconsciously tap it constantly or what, but I suspect the majority of the damage happened on our honeymoon (perhaps while riding ATVs).

I stopped by the jewelry store today to see if it could be fixed, and they told me that they could ship it back to the factory where the ring could be refinished. So that’s what’s being done. I’ll be wedding ring-less for two to four weeks, but in the end I’ll have a brand new (looking) wedding ring.

Until then, I’m a single man again!

(Just don’t tell me wife. ;))

Oct 312004

Yeah, I know. I haven’t posted in awhile. What can I say? Things have been a bit…interesting…to say the least lately.

I’ve spent most of my time the last few weeks working on our house. I’ve painted and painted and painted and finally, I decided to paint some more. I’ve also planted some grass seed and raked some leaves and power sprayed the house and driveway. Fun stuff.

And now I’m starting a new job tomorrow. Some of you may ask, “what happened to your old job?” Well, I’m not going to write about it here, but if you really want to know, just drop me an email or ask me next time I see you and I’ll give you the short version.

Anyway, I’m pretty excited about the new position because I’ll be learning some cutting edge stuff. I’m also pretty excited about enjoying my favorite season of the year (that’s autumn in case you haven’t guessed). We have some pumpkin candles that just smell awesome, and I can’t wait to get some wood to use in our fireplace. There’s just something about the smell of burning wood on those crisp fall days (while football is on the television, of course).

We are truly blessed, and God has truly provided for us. Our families and friends (and my new job) have been answers to prayers, and we just want to thank everyone for being there for us.

I think I’ll get back to posting on a regular basis. I know you’ve missed me. 🙂

Oct 142004

On October 14, 1984, my family and I moved from Puerto Rico to New York City. I can’t believe it! Sometimes I feel that it was just yesterday and other times, it seems like an eternity ago.

I still remember waking up really early for our 7 AM flight, the outfit I wore and also that it was my first time on a plane and I ended up with the worst case of motion sickness ever! As we stepped outside the airport, I remember the feeling of horror and excitement as I felt the coldest temperature in my life, saw trees with orange and brown leaves for the first time and not understanding anything anyone around me was saying. I was 9 years old.

In the months that followed, my brother and I simply wanted to go back home! We wanted our house, our friends and our way of life back. That of course, was until we saw snow for the first time. It was the most exciting and beautiful thing we had ever seen. Every day was an adventure that first year and everything was new and interesting. One of my funniest memories is my mom trying to explain that all those weird animals that I now know as squirrels were not rats, they were squirrels! BTW, does anybody know how hard it is to learn to say the word squirrel? Let me tell you, I am still traumatized by that word to this day.

Happy 20th Anniversary to mom, junior and myself!

Sep 232004

As most of you know, I have gone back to school full-time, and I am very excited about it. However, it is definitely an adventure. I have made it through the first month but I have a long way to go. Adjusting to having NO life has been really strange. Watching TV, going to the movies, weekends traveling, or simply relaxing and reading a book for the fun of it, are a thing of the past. Not to mention, we bought a house, and I think I will be done decorating it when I have some free time… before we sell it and buy another one years from now.

I spend my days memorizing body parts, bones, tissues, DNA strands, all about parasites and how they can kill you, and of course, the chemistry of it all among other things. Somehow, no matter how far I try get away from chemistry, it is always there.

Since I have no free time, I was beginning to worry about not spending enough time with my husband but not to worry, his other love is back. Yes, if you immediately thought football, you are correct. Keeping up with his fantasy football teams is way more important, intense, stressful and time-consuming than any of my school subjects, or at least that’s what he would have you believe. I don’t know how he does it!

Another fun part of going back to school is spending time with 18 year olds. I know I should not feel old because I am only 29, but it feels like I’ve lived a lifetime next to some of these kids. It’s the world of nothing in common. They have it all figured out year by year to include when they are getting married, having kids, traveling around the world, and of course the most important thing, moving out of their parents house. Somehow when I bring up subjects like mortgage, biological clock, in-laws, coffee being better than soda, I just don’t seem to make a connection. I guess I have to keep working on it. Did I also mention that they all try to look like Britney Spears? I am not sure if it makes me feel inadequate, frumpy, uncomfortable, old-fashioned, outdated, or just simply older. I just don’t think it’s practical to run around campus in tube tops and stilettos at 8 o’clock in the morning. I could be wrong and in need of some serious shopping!

And the �drama� continues�

Aug 312004

Back on June 12, Monica and I were smack dab in the middle of looking for a new house. We got up that morning, quickly ate breakfast, and took off to look at an attached home that just didn’t do it for us. As we mulled over that house, heading down the road to look at another house that we wouldn’t like, it seemed to be just your ordinary Saturday morning.

We were following our real estate lady on a divided four lane highway, but it was the kind that didn’t have turn lanes so if you wanted to turn left, you had to stop traffic in the left lane. That’s just what someone did in front of our agent, and she was forced to stop rather suddenly which in turn forced us to stop in much the same manner. After I came to an abrupt halt, I glanced towards the rear view mirror, something which I’m accustomed to do just to make sure the person behind me has stopped as well.

In the next half a second, I saw a very quickly moving grill of a car, followed by darkness, a loud crash, the rush of wind and glass, and the feeling of my head rest smacking me in the back of my head.

So there we were, seats fully reclined, looking out the front of my car, both of us in a daze. I knew immediately what happened, but Monica was a little worse for wear as she was a little out of it. Our agent wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but she pulled over and called 911 as she rushed over to see if we were okay. I actually got out of the car for a second to look at the damage (yes, I know you’re not supposed to do that), but my neck hurt badly so I got back in the car.

The paramedics and firefighters arrived and surveyed the situation which prompted this exchange.

“Do you want to go the hospital?”

“Uh, isn’t that your decision?”

So, yes, we did indeed want to go to the hospital via a ride in the ambulance. They even put neck braces on us and pulled us out of the car to set us on those stiff, blue boards After an eternity on the most uncomfortable surface known to man and many x-rays, we were released from the hospital with only sprains and bruises. It took a couple of weeks before we were really back to normal, but we thank God that we are alive today to talk about it.

Here are some photos of my car after the accident.

Aug 092004

I’m starting to enjoy being a homeowner, and that scares me. For some reason, I get great satisfaction out of fixing the little things that are messed up around the house. Whether it’s patching a little hole or running some cable down a wall, I feel good after doing it.

Ten years ago, all I cared about was sleeping and partying, with some occasional studying thrown in for good measure. I wouldn’t have stepped foot into a Home Depot to save my life, but now I really dig it.

What in the world is happening to me?

Aug 052004

It still hasn’t sunk in that we’re actually “home” now. I keep saying “back home” when I refer to our old place, but I guess it will only be a matter of time before home becomes where we are now.

And even though we’ve been in the new house for over a week, it still doesn’t feel like we own it. I mean, we’ve done a ton of work on it already (including a marathon painting session), but when I walk around, it’s still not that familiar yet.

I can’t wait until everything is in it’s place, and we can finally sit down and enjoy it and relax. Of course, the lawn will need mowing then.

Aug 042004

Yes, we’re finally back online. We’ve moved into the new digs and are smack dab in the middle of unpacking and getting settled. There’s nothing like living out of a suitcase for six weeks to make you appreciate having closets (although to be honest, we did have one closet to use). Thanks for letting us crash at your place, Mom!

Our house is finally starting to look like a house, not just a bunch of boxes surrounded by some wood and sheet rock. Of course, this is after we spent six solid days and nights painting (thanks, Bill!), installed new carpet, and unpacked a huge POD (thanks, Dad and Marlene!). It was a little scary thinking of everything we owned being in a box on our driveway, and then transferring so that everything we owned was in many boxes in our garage.

I know alot of you are dying to see it so I’ll post pictures of our new house online soon (as well as some of my poor, old Jetta and new new Envoy).

And for those of you wondering, Monica finally found the flatware. Woohoo!