Monthly Archives: April 2011

The One I Did Marry

Today is mine and Ducks’ three-year wedding anniversary. I found this great list/questionnaire on The Fabulous Life of a Coach’s Wife, and I decided that I wanted to do something like this for our three years as well, just to let you know a bit about our relationship outside of law school and my self-focused ramblings. 🙂

How long have you been together?

Eight years! Unbelievable. It seems so bizarre that it’s been so long. We’ve been married three of those years, which is also unbelievable, but they’ve all been wonderful.  

How long did you know each other before you started dating?

We had met a couple of times during our first semester of college. The second semester, we started hanging out together, eating lunch together at school, etc., before the fateful day when I tricked him into dating me.

How old are each of you?

Ducks – 27. Me – 26 for a few more months! 🙂

Whose siblings do/did you see the most?

Mine. He has only one brother and he lives about seven hours away. Plus, my sisters go to college at our alma mater, so we’re always up there for games and such (as you all know). Oh, and plus, my sister lives with us now, so we see her daily.

Do you have any children together?

Nope, waiting to finish up law school and visit two more foreign countries before any babies make their appearances. However, we do want at least two kids and a puppy. 😉

What about pets?

Yep, we really want to get a dog, but we’re afraid we’re too busy to be good puppy parents.

♥ Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?

Just having enough time to be together. We’re always running around with lots of things going on, plus law school is a big strain. With so much time devoted to studying, especially at this time of the year, it’s difficult to

You’d think that spending less time together would lead to less fighting, but sometimes nerves get frayed and we end up bickering during the little time we have together.

Did you go to the same school?

Same college. We met there our freshman year through mutual friends.

♥ Are you from the same home town?

Nope, he’s a big-city kid, while I grew up way out in the country.

Who is the most sensitive?

Depends. He gets annoyed by little things in life, while I’m quick to cry over something like Cappie telling Casey when he first fell in love with her.

Where do you eat out most as a couple?

Since we live in a city that’s well-known for its food, it would probably be good for me to say some kind of Mexican restaurant. However, we probably fall back on Olive Garden fairly often, because Ducks loves it. Also, Sonic because it’s just down the block from us.

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?

Lovely Venice as part of our honeymoon. It was unbelievable (all of Italy was, really). Hoping that the next big trip will be to Greece or England as our end-of-law-school celebration (the pic is from our honeymoon gondola ride!)!

Who has the worst temper?

Me. He’s very polite and WASP-y and a sarcastic comment is typically a high level of anger for him. For me, however, I end up getting frustrated or stressed and being a mean wife all the time. It’s funny how we take things out on those we love most.

Who does the cooking?

Me. But, the nice thing is – he usually helps out with the dishes afterwards. What a winning partnership! 🙂

Who is more social?

Me. He’s better at making plans, but I’m better at making conversation. I guess that makes us a perfect pair, hmm?

Who is the neat-freak?

It’s certainly neither of us. Now that we’re living in a “real” house, I stay on top of chores and such, but if we both lived just as we’d like, we’d be a pair of sloppy piglets and eat pizza in bed every day.

Who is the more stubborn?

Oh, that’s definitely him. And he would stubbornly deny it if he knew I said that.

Who hogs the bed?

Ducks. He loves to stretch all the way across both sides of the bed. He’s like a human starfish or something.

Who wakes up earlier?

I wish we were both early risers. However, we’re usually both scrambling out of bed at 10 til 6. I’m not sure how to combat this, either.

Where was your first date?

We were studying together with another girl and kind of had this flirty vibe going. So, when he suggested getting a Glacier (like a Dairy Queen Blizzard), I jumped at the chance to get away and get to know each other better!

Who has the bigger family?

Definitely me. We’re like my Big Fat Greek Wedding. I have the huge, outgoing crazy family. He has the small WASP-y family, the kind that could have a family reunion in a broom closet.

Do you get flowers often?
I used to get them fairly often, but the flowers are kind of on a law school hiatus. I usually get flowers on every anniversary, as well as some of the little-things types of anniversaries, like  50 months together or a half-anniversary.

(these are some he sent me a few years ago – when I still worked at my old job. I love the colors!)

How do you spend the holidays?

It depends. Thanksgiving and Easter are so close to finals – and such short holidays – that we end up spending those alone. For Christmas, we split them between our two families.

♥ How long did it take to get serious?

Less than a month, I suppose, once we started talking. We started hanging out on a pretty regular basis, then declared ourselves to be official at Sonic one fateful night. 😉

Who does the laundry?

I do now. For a while, it was his chore. But, when the laundry started piling up, I started doing it in self-defense.

The William I Didn’t Marry (and Kate)

William and Kate.

I’m obsessed.

This week is already turning into an exercise in futility.

The bad thing about being a sports fan girl, as well as a girly things fan girl, is this: I am obsessed with something almost every week of the year, whether it’s college football, COLLEGE basketball, the Rangers, Chopped All Stars, etc., etc., etc. SO, basically, I always have a reason to get distracted from work – that’s what this really means.

And the royal wedding is the girly event to end all girly events.

Luckily, I have a sister who humored me and watched “William and Kate: the Movie” with me. And, even more luckily, I have my friend L at the office who is equally obsessed. Since neither of us are allowed to take off Friday (we have an out-of-town event on Saturday, which we have to prepare for), we are instead going to have to DVR the wedding coverage and celebrate on Saturday when we return to town.

But that won’t stop us from making THIS cake – the official groom’s cake.

 Yum, yum, yum. Actually, I should say that won’t stop L, since I don’t trust my oven with a pan right now.

I need another royal product to bring as my contribution. Maybe some Earl Grey? The Waspy Redhead’s Grey-tini is unfortunately not a work option.

As a sidenote, I wonder what our Revolutionary ancestors would think about us celebrating, revering and obsessing over their enemies. After all, they fought a war to keep kings and queens from dominating our lives. Ehh – who cares? Bring on the wedding!  

PS I also have to say that, for all my childhood obsession with Prince William, if I met him in person and he were not a prince, I don’t think he’d be my type. I prefer dark hair, then gingers, then blondes. Crazy, huh? 🙂

PS All photos linked back to the sources where I retrieved them from.

My List


I’ve just been finding all kinds of new bloggers that I love lately. Another one is Amy, from Sweet Home Amy. She wrote a tongue-in-cheek list of her ideas for a future husband, and it made me think about my ideas for what I wanted in a husband before I met the lovely Ducks. 😉

Here’s my list, carefully preserved from 8+ years ago.

1) Over 6 feet 

3) Dark hair

3) Light eyes – Blue preferred

4) Likes sports

5) Plays baseball

6) Named Will

7) Can peel fruit all in one piece

8) Good at crossword puzzles

9) Somewhere between financially comfortable and wealthy (especially with money to travel and do fun things)

10) Lawyer or professional athlete (yeah, kind of crazy and disparate ambitions there, right?)

11) Likes green

12) Christian

13) Someone who has some associations with the number 12, my lucky number

14) Hasn’t been around too much

15) Graduated college

So, this is what I wished for, and I got almost every single bit of it (and, honestly, I like green eyes better!).

To Party or not to Party?

To HAVE a party, that is.

Yesterday was Ducks’ official last day of class (yeah, I know, it’s about time I write something about him instead of babbling on about myself all the time!). Random question – do you guys at other law/med schools applaud your professors at the end of the semester? Ducks said that someone starts a round of claps in each of his classes on the last day. Respect or sucking up? I don’t know.

Anyway, so today he will be enjoying the day off school and my sister will be enjoying the day off work. I, on the other hand, will be spending a very l-o-n-g and busy day in the office. How glorious. Although, to be fair, Ducks says it’s really like working overtime for him, since he’ll be studying all day. That boy is so serious about school. I would never be a good law student, because I would be all, “Day off! Time to sit in the sun and drink sugar-free lemon drops (which, sidebar, might be the best drink EVER).” But, no, he’s all scholarly and up at 6 a.m. this morning, trying to wake me up and getting all studious in his little office.

I will say that finals this time are much less stressful (so far at least). Hopefully that’s a good omen.

Okay, now I’ve gotten completely distracted from the purpose of my post, which is, what do you think about the idea of having an end of the 1L year party? Fun? A distraction? I would plan to have it at our house, make it fairly small and do it the Saturday after finals are over.

Decisions, decisions. I’m just glad I can use my brainpower on social gatherings, while my poor husband is focusing all his (for today at least) on contracts and torts.

A Letter to Me

Tangles, one of my new favorite blogger girls, did this earlier this week, and I decided to steal it from her. She wrote, a la Brad Paisley, a letter of things she’d tell herself if she could write  to her younger self.

Things to tell my 13-year-old self:

– That girl that’s so mean to you? She’ll move away in two years and then everyone will find out she’s pregnant.

– I hate to break it to you, but you’re not going to marry Prince William. So, that folder of newspaper clippings about him, and those imaginary letters you wrote him – they were kind of a waste of time. But you’ll marry someone even better, so don’t worry.

– Don’t cry about your relationship with your mom. It’s not going to get any better. It will take you years to realize this.

– You are pretty. Don’t worry about your looks.

– In high school, don’t think you are fat and don’t listen to your mom. In a few years, you’ll look back at pictures and realize of how great you look. Your friends will even tell you that you look “frail” (which isn’t really true, but that’s why you love them).

– Your sophomore year, you’ll have a little crush on B. Your junior year, he’ll tell you that he had a BIG crush on you the whole previous year. You might want to try to both get over your shyness.

– Don’t worry, though, about not having a boyfriend, because in five years, you’ll meet the man of your dreams and you’ll end up marrying him. And, seriously, he’s so handsome.

– Don’t let your mom talk you out of going to UIL district competition because the sixth place you got in the last meet “wasn’t good enough.” It’ll embarrass you and make your teachers mad.

– DON’T GET BANGS. You decide to get them when you’re 15 and you hate them and have to pin them back for MONTHS.

– Demand your privacy. Your mom will do her best to take over your life, not just by controlling you, but by doing psycho things like hijacking your IM name and pretending to be you, writing stupid things to your friends, then yelling at you when you cry and beg for control over your own online persona.

– Don’t hide in the bowling alley bathroom when the British guy you met wants to talk to you. You probably hurt his feelings, and it’s not his fault that you don’t like him.

– Again, don’t worry about boys. You’re going to spend WAY too much time on this, and it’s not worth it.

– When your childhood friend teases you about the college you want to go to and how bad their football program is, just smile serenely. He’ll end up going there at the same time as you (and the football program will get better).

– Spend more time with Jared. You’ve known his since kindergarten, and you don’t know it now, but you’ll only have four more years to be friends.

– Don’t let your fear of your mother’s irrational anger keep you from participating in school and church activities. She just can’t stand anyone being happy.

– That guy that likes you at camp – he has a girlfriend back at home. Don’t trust him.

– Keep exercising and stay fit. Do this EVERY DAY.

– Stay friends with the people from your freshman year. Except psycho Lauren. You should not have been friends with her to begin with.

– Stay in better touch with your high school friends.

– When you meet a cute guy at the racquetball courts, you should probably ask him out. At least, you should probably talk to him instead of his other friend who’s there. You’ll end up going out in a couple of months anyway.

– Have a little more of a sense of self. Don’t get so wrapped up in your boyfriend, even though you love him.

– Definitely go back to campus three days early your sophomore year. Those days are AWESOME.

– Don’t live with the girls you live with sophomore year (except your best friend – she’ll make it bearable). They are mean, self-righteous b*tches and their passive-aggressive ways will make you miserable.

– Don’t invite your parents to come to your sorority presentation. Your mom will embarrass you in front of everyone by acting like a complete jerk.

– Take up for your friend M in the doughnut incident. It’ll be a really, really, really stupid day and stupid girl fight, but you’ll feel better if you defend her instead of saying nothing.

– When you have your big Halloween party with your roommates, don’t get intoxicated and tell all Ducks’ fraternity brothers you’re going to break up with him because he wouldn’t wake up and come over.

– Be nicer, in general, to Ducks. Don’t tease or make fun of him just for the sake of other people thinking you’re funny. He’s too wonderful for that.

– Don’t waste time on the LSAT. You’re going to study for it for months, then take it and decide not to go to law school. Total waste.

– Dress super cute on August 12, 2007. You’re getting engaged that day. And the ring is REALLY good. 🙂

– When you’re in the airport in Germany, keep your eyes on your suitcase at all times. Otherwise, you’re going to end up without any of your cute honeymoon clothes for two weeks in Italy.

– Don’t be a brat once you’re married. And, go ahead and quit your job so that you and Ducks can live together when you’re married (you actually won’t follow my advice on this).

– Save more money.

– Don’t let your first job consume your life. You need to have friends and do social activities, not work 60 hours a week.

– Don’t buy Ducks a dog “as a surprise.”

– When you get sad and you cry because you don’t like your life (you’ll do this a lot in junior high and high school), don’t worry. It gets really awesome in the future. Like, really, really awesome.

What advice would you give yourself if you could write a letter to yourself? 🙂

Calling all Early Birds

How do you guys do it? How do you get up in the morning?

Neither Ducks nor I am a morning person. And I just don’t know how to make myself one. To get to work on time, I usually need to leave my house at 7:15. Ideally, I’d like to get up at 5:30 so that I would have time for the gym before work, but apparently, that is a pretty far-fetched dream. Most days I roll out of bed at 6:40, rush to get ready and eat breakfast and put my makeup on in the car.

Ducks wants to get up early as well. His section doesn’t usually start class until at least 10, but he likes getting to school before traffic and before it starts getting noisy in the library. He also has to drive through THREE school zones on the way to law school, so that’s another reason to wake up early and leave early.

This morning for example, I actually did wake up at 5:30 – no alarm or anything. But instead of getting up and taking myself to the gym so I could get in my workout, I decided to loll in bed for another hour, doze off again and end up madly rushing and stabbing a handful of bobby pins into my hair (one reason I’m so happy to have thick curly hair – it doesn’t have to be washed every day; it actually looks better when it’s not).

So, seriously, teach me your ways. I know I’ve seen Jamie blog that she is an early riser, and with how busy and motivated most of you are (as well as how lovely and put together you are in your pictures), I assume you must be early birds as well. Especially as Ducks gets ready to start this internship, a minimum of early morning rushing around would be really nice.

Historical QOTD: Wonderful Words

Today, I was watching “The Young Victoria.” I decided to wikipedia Victoria and I found a quote that was inspiring and interesting.

Usually, we think of Victoria as, well, Victorian. She’s the Queen for whose era the phrase was coined. We think of not being able to SAY the word “leg” in polite company, much less to show a leg or an ankle from under voluminous petticoats. Even table legs were covered.

So, think how wonderful and innocent and lovely this quote is, from a young Victoria in love, from the evening after her wedding:

I NEVER, NEVER spent such an evening!!! MY DEAREST DEAREST DEAR Albert … his excessive love & affection gave me feelings of heavenly love & happiness I never could have hoped to have felt before! He clasped me in his arms, & we kissed each other again & again! His beauty, his sweetness & gentleness – really how can I ever be thankful enough to have such a Husband! … to be called by names of tenderness, I have never yet heard used to me before – was bliss beyond belief! Oh! This was the happiest day of my life![56]
How wonderful is love. 🙂