Three signs that point to your Husband watching too much Reality TV

I feel so bad for my poor husband. He must be the best husband on earth to sit through all the sappy reality TV I watch. Now that all the sports we watch have concluded it has become even worse. After my ritual of cleaning house, we sat down to watch some TV before bed.

Sign #1: Your husband is genuinely upset that you erased the last episode of the bachelorette because he didn’t get to see the ending.

·         Now I know that my husband can live without watching The Bachelorette each week. But, once you have men all roped up in a love quadrilateral, it can be kind of addicting. Plus you have to admit, watching John get sent home was a little funny.

Sign #2: You husband compares you and your family/friends  to members of the Real Housewives

·         I don’t know how many times I have heard. “Man she pulled a Vicki!”

Sign #3: In order to convince you he is telling the truth he uses the phrase “Bible!”

·         No lie, last night my husband predicted the ending of Misadvised when a date turned horribly wrong when a guy took the girl to the strip club. When the guy told the girl he had a surprise, Matt knew it would be the strip club.

o   Of course I thought Matt had seen the episode and the prediction was a hoax. In order to proclaim his innocence Matt yells “Bible, I didn’t know!” I guess we are an unofficial member of the Kardashians. Yikes!

Lesson Learned! I will make sure that we fit in some manly shows throughout the week. Some shows Matt will absolutely refuse to watch, but others can be a little catchy. Either way, Matt makes such a sacrifice to become interested in the shows I like to watch, the least I can do is watch Pawn Stars every once in a while.

No One is Off Limits

So before I start ripping into my new friends on my flag football team, I will start out on a lighter note. Yesterday while diving for a ball I found out that I am painfully allergic to grass. Immediately after rolling to get up, my whole back felt like it was on fire. So I viciously ran up to anyone close and started rubbing my entire back on them. I am sure they were thrilled with my sweaty back and arms rubbing all over them. Thankfully Matt wasn’t there to witness my promiscuity.  So now I will be wearing full body sweats to my next game.

So now onto the next, the results from back to back football games…. Basically it was horrendous. For those of you that know me well know that I absolutely hate to lose. What I hate worse than losing is losing badly. Let me just tell you I always keep score (ask my husband) and in these games it was completely pointless. I kept a good attitude and a smile on my face until I got into my secret lair (car) and immediately vented to my trusty side kick (husband). His response was “Well, football has a specific physicality that YOU are probably not used to. So you were probably falling ALL OVER the place.” Needless to say that comment set me off after a hard loss. But we made up after a Culvers Sundae and I have decided to give everyone including myself a second chance. So I will keep the tongue lashing to a minimum until next week, the no one is off limits. 

Oh yes, I have also been going back and forth on which of my teammates will find my blog and ban me from the team. Therefore, when things start to get really good or ugly, I will make up code names. Then I will be safe from exile. Anything thoughts?

I wear a Mouth Guard in Case There's a Fight

My husband advised me that I should “get a hobby.” I think that is boy code for I am sick of you. Either way I decided to load up my calendar with various clubs and activities that would fancy Matthew. One of which is my card club where we make homemade cards for all occasions, I am getting pretty good and I am thinking of making a side job out of it! If you need cards, invitations, or thank you notes hit me up. The other is my co-ed football team Beer, Sweat, & Regret. Obviously I was not responsible for the team name since I am not a drinker. 

Teams have the option of signing up a full team or signing up individually to hope by some miracle your team of misfits has some sort of talent. Mostly because I do not have 13 friends that live in Austin, and partially for better blog material, l I chose to sign up as an individual. For sanity, I asked my good friend Brittany Burton to join along in this adventure with me. Our team is full of random strangers that have absolutely no natural chemistry.

Let me introduce you to the main players I have met thus far:

Brandon: Brandon is a former Marine and therefore makes a natural captain/coach. Brandon is probably one of my favorite characters on the team. I am super competitive (that is the reason why Matt wouldn’t sign up with me. Rude! ) but Brandon has me beat by far! Prior to our first game today he sent out the official playbook, so on breaks I have been shamelessly studying the many routes planned for tonight.

Byron: Byron is a large, black man and rather quiet. But when he says something I cracks me up. You can tell he is there for a good time, and is just an all-around a good guy! When someone mentioned they went to church on Sunday, his response was “I went to Churches!” (As in churches chicken)  haha. We will be friends.

Chris: Chris has the most energy I have seen of any adult in all my life. He is always bouncing around and pulling faces and facing off with Brandon as to who is the better quarterback. Just so happens Chris slightly resembles Tom Brady, while Brandon slightly resembles Tim Tebow. I like Chris and think he is hilarious mostly because upon meeting him he says, “You don’t drink? Then what do you do?” (gives me no time to answer) “I heard you do what you would normally do, except just don’t drink!” (probably true) Then he continues, “That sounds miserable!”

Angela: Angela is the team mom, she keeps us all updated and on track. Not to mention she is super-fast and zigzags down the field, till she loses you! She is like a real life Katniss.

Lauren O: Lauren reminds me of one of the guys. She is always telling me what position to play and how she wants things done. I have a feeling we may be best of friends or we may clash once and a while. But I did already warn her I am bringing my mouth guard. Not for football purposes… but just in case I get into a fight.

So far those are all the characters along with Brittany and I. Tonight we have a double header against two of last year’s champions. Updates will follow. Just forewarning if we lose the next post might be explicit. Well as explicit as I can possibly be.

Do you like me? Check Yes or No

Last Sunday I met the cutest lady at Church and found out that we both live in the Domain. If you know anything about me, you know I am the worst friend maker in the world. I wonder if it is a major character flaw to want to sit and watch television or if I am feeling extra spontaneous.… read a book, instead of entertain. I wish it was socially acceptable to disclose that your best talent involves a DVR.

                However, yesterday I thought I would step out of my comfort zone (GO ME) and go to Kona Grill with my new friends. I was extremely nervous that this whole double date would be a complete failure. Often times when meeting new couples my eccentric husband will go off on 20 minute tangents about who knows what and all I can think about is, “I hope they are interested, and we aren't scaring them off.” My husband could get along with anyone and is super friendly, much unlike myself.

                Sometimes I feel like meeting a new couple is like going on a blind date, all I can think about is “Man, I hope they like me” and “I sure wish I don’t have anything in my teeth.” Is it a bad sign when after our date the couple announces they will not be in town for a couple weeks? Should I take a note from the movie He’s Not That Into You, and assume they were letting us off lightly? Maybe I am being too hard on myself. We had a lot in common, and although it is hard to admit I would have rather been eating with that couple, then watching Criminal Minds. 

Wife of the Week.

Let pretend it hasn't been a full year since I have written on my blog. Let's also pretend I am not using my work time to write in my blog.

Last week I decided to make a major change in my married life. I decided to cook a full homemade meal. Homemade drinks, homemade dessert, homemade dinner. One of my favorite lines from Real Housewives of OC is "Be nice, it will confuse them." Well to say the least my husband is thoroughly confused. He even went to the extent to ask my dear friend Cara if I was going to spring any news on him that would require buttering up to him. This is great news to me, that means I can be a little naughty and he is expecting it!

One of my co-workers ridiculed me on  the fact that I get off at 5:00 pm every day and wait for Matt to get off at 9:00 to come home and make us dinner while I lounge on the couch and watch "Bethany Ever After". She lectured that I was perfectly capable to make my dear husband dinner. Well capable may be an overstatement, but actually it was a huge success. Who knew that a little tasty love would change our marriage for the better.

Tonight I am making Thai Peanut Noodles. Well.. at least attempting. Maybe I will confuse my husband into putting the laundry away. Is it all men that fold laundry and then leave it out for a week. Oh brother.

Cheaters Cheaters are no fun!

As I take a break from my astrology studying, I thought I would enlighten you on a battle I have been having with myself this week. I am taking 10 hours this summer semester and all my tests/projects seem to land on the same day. One of my great management teachers also decided to give us 3 tests in 8 days,  that covers an entire book. So I have read the most boring management textbook in a total of about 2 weeks. So with that back story, I will now confess my frustrations.

Nearly all of my management capstone class has all the answers to every test. I don't know how these things get passed around but surely not by the Professor. Two individuals offered me the answers and with them I would definitely get an A for all the tests. But somehow the angel on my shoulder said I could do it without them, and I would feel guilty for cheating. Well, I couldn't do it without them (thanks deceptive angel) and I know have earned  both an B and a C on my tests. What a complete failure to have studied so hard and have your grade not reflect that. Especially since I have an A in my other classes.

So I wondered to myself....what makes people cheat? Kim Cattrall says "because they can." Why can't I be more like them? Why can't I say... "Cassie stick it to the man, get an A any way you can!" I don't know.....while 80% of my classmates have the answers and are getting A's and B's I am struggling to make it in my senior exit class. I am completely unmotivated and wonder "why bother!" What would you do? Would you get the answers and think you have outsmarted the system. Sometimes you think my good ethics/morals will pay off. THEY DON'T! Well not in the classroom setting at least. I am glad that I stuck to my guns even though I will probably get a B in the class. If you don't stand for something...you will fall for anything.

My Crazy Busy Life

So it has been a while, and that is probably an understatement. I feel like I do the same thing day after day with no time to do what I really want. Is this what having a job is like? At 7 I wake up to get ready for another awesome day of summer school, sit in traffic for a trillion hours, and then spend all day in San Marcos till I return home around 7:30. Since my bedtime tends to hoover around 9 this leaves time to eat and take the dogs out. So naturally I have absolutely nothing of substance to share with you.This is my attempt:

Over the fourth of July Holiday, I went up to Chester, CA, which is located in the Northern California Mountains. I promise to post lots of pictures when I get a chance to breathe. Matt and I did tons of cowboy  activities like Camp (in a luxurious cabin), Fish (caught nothing), and Horseback ride (that makes you sore). I had such a relaxing time though. People that live there must love life, no traffic, no noise, just the smell of pine trees.

In one of my classes we learn about certain niches to market to which translates to Hispanics and Blacks. Although as you know I am only half Black people's comments surprise me. Today this guy David called out a particular brand aimed at the Black majority and said "Do they even make expensive clothing." Now of course I don't know what he meant, and I am always quick to go on the defensive, but I have realized how little I know of other cultures and exactly how hard it must be to understand them. Not everyone will understand what it means to be mixed and I will never know how it feels to be anything else. The class could be extremely interesting but the professor tends to ramble and talk about the same stuff over and over like most old people :) (kidding)

Yesterday for mutual which is the youth group , we took the beehives (group for girls aged 12-14) to the pool. I thought I would be able to relax and study for a major test, but boy was I wrong. Those girls were dragging me in by my feet as soon as I got there. I am so thankful for those girls and their ability to make everyone have fun, and be included. We played categories in the pool, a game I haven't played to middle school! Those girls are so cute! I am so lucky to get to teach them and learn from them and even horse around with them. I mean let's be honest I might as well be a 12 year old girl.

Lastly, I am sitting in a study room at school jamming out to Colbie Calliet's new album. If anyone was wondering the study rooms at Texas State have amazing acoustics. I hope no one can hear me attempt to sing at the top of my lungs. I should probably get out of here and allow some dedicated student in here.

Promise I won't take so long to write again!