Standing Tall

The musings of a twenty something girl from the Midwest.

Friday, March 27, 2009

I'll Take It In Red

Yesterday Steve and I spent the majority of our evening in Bed, Bath, and Beyond registering for gifts for our up coming nuptials. We systematically were lead through the store by a "wedding" consultant who told us why we needed 8 towels for our 1.5 bedroom apartment. When she saw the worried look on my face she asked me if we have closets, obviously that is where the towels would go. I started to explain to her that we only have one closet that was pretty much filled with the crap we don't have anywhere else to put the decided to abandon the argument. We requested them in blue for our non-existent house in the non-existent bathroom color scheme.

As it turns out, Steve and I really just wanted to register for stuff for our kitchen. Which we did with gusto. Pots, pan, skillets, microwave ovens, forks, knives, serving spoons are now sitting in a store waiting for a wedding guest to buy them. I'm not sure if I should obsessively log on to the store website to check out what we are getting or if I should let it be a surprise. Either way, I can't wait to start cooking with a pasta maker.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

This Is The True Story

Finally! An excuse to watch the Real World! Grownup Noise will have a song on the “The Real World: Brooklyn” tonight. I secretly have been watching the show since I moved to Boston so I’m pumped to have a legitimate reason to watch “good TV” as Steve calls it. So treat yourself to a guilty pleasure tonight and watch some MTV and hear my cuz’s song!

Monday, March 09, 2009

Minty Fresh Cardiac Arrest

It was Sunday night, it was late, we had worked all weekend (with only 11 hours off between shifts thanks to daylight savings) all M and I wanted to do was find two seats together on the T. We looked around the car and spotted two seats at the very end of the car. I started towards them but abruptly stopped. The man sitting next to the only two open seats looked like he didn't have a home, was drunk, and was drinking Listerine. He must of have seen me stop walking towards him and turned because he yelled "hey F-- you" at us.

Thankfully someone moved so we did find a open spot to sit together. We talked about our day and stole glances at the Listerine hobo. Half way though the T ride I informed M that if the man who was voluntarily drinking ethyl-alcohol cardiac arrested on the T I would not perform rescue breathing. I would do compressions and I would debilitate him, but I would not put my mouth on his. She pointed out that you can make a tight seal with your hands and give rescue breaths that way, I told her she could try that as I did compressions. One look at his unkempt beard made her think twice about the hand seal.

Luckily the minty fresh homeless man exited the train before to long to "visit (his) girlfriend". And we were spared working after hours.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Who Is This Girl?

Steve is back after a week away. I hate the person I become when he is gone. You would think that after I have lived 23 years pretty much a single woman I could survive a week without my boyfriend. Fact of the matter is I don't do a very good job of it. I make excuses like "I don't like taking care of the cat" or "The house creeps me out alone" which are only slightly valid for why I dislike that he is away. Through most of college I had an absentee roommate so I know how to live alone. I cat is only a pain at night or early morning.

It bothers me how much I miss him or how excited I get when he comes home. I tried to find stuff to do while he is gone but even still I miss him. I remember when I was in college feeling so independent and vowing never to become dependent on a man. I feel like I've betrayed that me. The problem is sometimes I wonder if that is a bad thing. Steve is soon going to be my family. I miss them when they are not with me. I don't see how this should be any different.

I guess, there is a little war going on inside of me. The side that wants to be an independent woman and the part that is going to be a devoted wife. The next few years should be interesting to see how I find a balance and be a balanced person both with and without Steve.