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Awesome news.

Posted 23 Jul 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category The Hubs

The husband got a new job!

Finally – the exit from the mortgage industry he’d been waiting for! His good friend got him a job that will hopefully make paying our mortgage a drop in the bucket. The first 6 months will be rough, but will pay off in the end.

Best of all – he’s leaving a job that he hated with every inch of his being. Hopefully he’ll love his new job. :)

Congrats my dear!

I have a wonderful hubby.

Posted 08 Jul 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, The Hubs

I just had to air this publicly.

Yesterday I was crabbier than can be when I came home from work. (I blame impending PMS.) I came home and slept for an hour, and when he came home I was still kind of crabby. Possibly without even realizing it, he made me laugh (repeatedly) and memories of my bad day had disappeared.

You’re a good man, Mr. Hubs, without even realizing it. It truly is the little things that count.

[end mushiness]

On a side note…I have an appointment for a consultation at Uptown Tattoo tonight. :)


Posted 27 Jun 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category cancer sucks, I am a moron, The Hubs

That is the word I would use to describe this week, at best.

I walked almost 11 miles on Saturday with A. We, of course, talked the whole time. I hadn’t seen her in quite a while, so I filled her in on my trip to the PHX and my awesome average ten year reunion. She told me about her experience at the Brewers game a few weeks ago and about her trip to SF, CA coming up. In the afternoon, the husband and I assembled our 7 piece patio set. As soon as it was built the hubs sat down to enjoy the fruits of his labor.

(And show off his six-pack.)

Saturday night we went to a friend’s house to watch the show we had sold our tickets to, in order to purchase said patio set. Our friends B and T have an apartment with a balcony overlooking the park where the concert took place. We didn’t miss much.

Sunday, I had contemplated power cleaning, but only got a little done.

Tuesday my tooth was hurting beyond belief, so I stayed home from work. I nearly ODed on Advil (is that possible) and proceeded to clean our house like it hadn’t been in a long time. That felt wonderful. Now if we can just keep it that way…

Wednesday I worked out at the Y after work. I also learned a lesson. Running shorts + Yoga + Pilates = Ass shown for all to see. I forgot about how running shorts A) aren’t long, and 2) have flaps for air circulation/flexibility that allow others to view my ass. Awesome.

Yesterday I learned that my mom tested negative for the BRCA gene. This is such great news. Moreover, it means that I need only look to my dad’s side of the family for that possibility for me. Last night, I did nothing. The husband and I made our own dinners. I watched almost 3 hours of The First 48. I love that show. I’m half convinced I should have been a detective or crime scene person. The hubs also watered the lawn.

(There he is showing off his manly physique again.)

Tonight, the husband and I are going to cheer on the Twins as they take on the Brewers yet again. Tomorrow, I have to be up at 4:45am in anticipation of my teammates for the 3 Day coming over to meet before our 12.5 mile walk. It will be a full day, to say the least.

Back on track.

Posted 13 May 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category cancer sucks, The Hubs

It’s been an exhausting couple of weeks.

After Julie died, I doubled as dedicated corporate employee (working 8 hour days from my parent’s house or dad’s office) and emotional support for everyone in my family. The hubs came on Wednesday night, and the funeral was Thursday, May 1st – exactly three years to the date that Julie was diagnosed with breast cancer. (I found that creepy.) The hubs and I hung around my parents place until Saturday and drove back to Minneapolis. My Aunt Mitzi and my grandma followed us in their own car – to get away, and to see the house. It was super nice having them there, and I’m guessing a nice change from the stress that had been the previous three weeks. We went to the horse track on Sunday, I lost $40. But we had a ton of fun. They left on the next day.

Then, last Wednesday, the hubs and I and a couple of his buddies got on a plane and went to Chicago for a couple baseball games and beer consumption. White Sox fans are a different breed. Not like Twins fans. :) But they beat us anyway. We went to a Cubs game too while we were there. It was colder than a witches teat (what does that mean anyway?) and I ended up having to buy a coat on Friday for the Cubs game. Luckily, there’s a store in Wrigleyville called Belmont Army and it’s my second favorite store in the country. (My favorite is Aprie in Seattle.) I got a Free People coat for 40% off. (And then went back after the game and bought a pair of jeans and a couple tee shirts.) Chicago has the GREATEST shopping, but since I was with three dudes, sports and beer reigned supreme. At least I got a little bit in. We flew back on Saturday and spent Mother’s day at the hubs’ parents house.

The past few nights I’ve been having serious trouble sleeping. I keep having really vivid dreams about death, my family, or doing things out of the ordinary for me to do. I usually wake up sweating and can’t fall back asleep. Before I woke up this morning at 2:30am, I had a dream I was living with someone who had bugs and maggots all over their house and furniture and they did nothing about it. When I finally fell back asleep, I dreamed about my aunt Mitzi and her brother planning to purposely OD on something at my grandma’s. I was curled up next to Mitzi when she died, but I didn’t know she had because my body heat was keeping her warm. My grandma decided she didn’t want anyone else to be in the house she lived in – so she set fire to the place with herself, my aunt, uncle and mom inside. She made me leave. I woke up at 3:30 am and immediately started thinking about Julie being in the hospital. I cried for over an hour before I fell back asleep again.

I’m scared this will never go away. I cry randomly and quietly. Little things remind me of Julie (both when she was healthy and right before she died). I can’t imagine how her boys are coping. I’m afraid to go to sleep tonight.

Anyway, today I plan on walking (training) for the first time in a month. It’s only 3 miles today, but it needs to be done. I’m so far behind. I didn’t train at all since all this crap happened with my aunt & being in Chicago.

T-minus 16 days until I get to see my BFF! A girls weekend is just what the doctor ordered. :)

Happy Valentines Day.

Posted 14 Feb 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, The Hubs

This just makes me laugh…

Because I’m tired of feeling guilty for being happy on Valentine’s day…

And, just for the hubs because I know you read…I thought this was appropriate for us. :)