IT MATTERS??

   This year was my first Christmas as a newlywed as well as my first one buying my own wrapping paper.  I thought the point was to pick out the cutest right? Wrong?  I learned something new this holiday season. Wrapping paper..it matters. My husband and I were at Target and find the 2 aisles of Chrismas paper.  I immediately go for the cute $5 paper, while my husband stands behind the cart wondering out loud why I don't just get the $2.50 and informing me that all anyone does is throw it on the ground anyone. So as the good wife I consider myself, I told him we would get one of each.  So I picked one roll from the cheap bin of some not-to-good-lookin cartoon reindeer and another from the $5 bin.  It had less paper but it was so nice with black red and green plaid with bright green glitter diagonally across the roll.  I  get home and start off with the cheap paper my husband decides on and it immediately rips at one of the corners.  My temperature begins to rise and I start griping to my blue eyed boy why I dont buy this "thin cheap crap."  So I set it aside and get out my pretty sparkly paper.  Everything was going good it looked great as a package and under my tree and I was pretty pleased with myself.  That is until I noticed the hundreds of sparkle drops all over my tile floor.  The paper quickly lost its appeal to me if you can believe it.  Whether it be when I run out or wait till next Christmas.  The trials and tribulations of a newlywed have taught me just one more thing.  Buy the thick non glittery paper, dont fancy it up dont cheap it out.  Just the thick non-glittery stuff because in the end, it does matter.

Keep on Runnin

I took a leap into the "Runner's World" today.  I did the unimaginable and signed up for the half marathon. So excited and a little nervous.  It is the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon held this year on April 29th.  It is a tribute to the victims and survivors of the Oklahoma City Bombing.  My longest competitive run is 3.14 miles and the longest I have ever ran is 5 miles.  It wouldn't be a stretch to say I am a little out of my element.  This week I am up to 4.5 miles so hopefully I can keep up the intensity.  Let's be honest though their is one thing motivating me above all- that 13.1 sticker I'll be able to put on the back of my car.  It is better than any trophy I can put on a dusty shelf.  It is bragging rights to all those cars behind me.  I may have to start speeding to get in front of more people and get a new car to match my new sticker.  Or I may have to stop getting ahead of myself before I can even run half the distance this race calls for.  For now I will just have to make a good running playlist and try not to get shin splints.  To all my followers, I am expecting big cheers and maybe a poster as I cross that finish line ;)

New Housewife New Terminology

I've been a newlywed for all of two months now.  I was never a big cook, I would try and fail.  Whether it be adding mozzarella cheese instead of parmesan in the fettuccine or burning the stove covers, something is always going wrong in my kitchen.  Today was no different, I have been taking a cake decorating class (which should show you right there, I really do try to be a better cook), we have to make our own icing and bring it to class.  This morning I'm in the kitchen slaving away, I have my mom's mixer a spinning when my brother walks in to inform me that my icing looks like mashed potatoes.  At that my husband walks in and reads the recipe.  "Did you use confectioner's sugar?" he asked.  "I dont know" I replied.  "I just used whatever sugar we had in the cabinet." With that he goes on to tell me that confectioner's sugar is powdered sugar. OK really? Really? Who came up with that name? Why can't you call it what it is? Powdered sugar.  Dont try to fancy it up and make it difficult to us new housewives.  We don't need the trade name just give us the generic name.  Oh the trails and errors of a young wife.  For now I guess I'll let my husband correct my ingredient mishaps,  but you better believe next time I read the words confectioner's sugar I will be grabbing for the right bag.

Raced for a Cure

Woke up to my 6:30 am alarm to deck out in my pink and run for a cause.  This morning I ran in the Oklahoma City Susan G. Koman race for the cure.  I have done quite a few 5K's through the years, but never have I experienced something like this.  Usually when I sign up for a 5K I sign up for me, to beat my personal best time or to give me motivation to start running again.  On this particular race I was running for those women who were diagnosed and have battled against breast cancer. Running beside me through that 3.14 miles were people with shirts of faces or names.  They were running in celebration or in memory of and it was very warming to be a part of something that big that could touch the hearts of 18,500 people in Oklahoma City who all came together for one reason. HOPE.FOR.A.CURE.