Hooray! Spring!

Spring is my absolute FAVORITE time of the year.  It’s not bad in Texas, the weather is nice and all – but I definitely do miss my mid-Atlantic Spring.  Over here, we get maybe a month of pretty blooming trees and flowers if we’re lucky. Over there, however, it was a full three month season of glorious flowers, cherry blossoms, beautiful weather during the day (and nights cool enough that you could still sometimes light the fireplace), and .. well, pollen. haha. The pollen over there didn’t bug me, though.

Above: Tulips in Chapel Hill, and Cherry Blossom Trees in Alexandria, VA, 2012.

Alas! I feel like I’m waking up a bit today.  I’ve gotten a bit of spring cleaning on, gathered everything I needed to finish for our taxes, laundry, etc. I think how beautiful it is outside helps; we’ve had a few cloudy days this week.

I’ve been buried at work, too – some of my teammates left, which means the rest of the team has to pick up the slack. My days have been mostly work and less play for the last couple of weeks – but I have been trying on lulu items and taking pictures, so I MUST unload them on the blog soon!

So here’s hoping my next few posts are sooner rather than later.:)

(all right.. I’ll stop with the V-D on Valentine’s Day jokes. It’s overdone, right?)

K and I had a fantastic Valentine’s Day.  I woke up early, and had to be at work by 7 (and therefore had to leave the house at 6:30 to give me coffee and computer boot-up time), and I hid four notes in places he’d be around all day:

- His computer
- The Pantry
- the Vitamin Shelf
- The fridge

Yes, I put a little envelope and note in the fridge. What?? I knew he’d hit the bread. And the peanut butter, which is what I put it on in the pantry.

Maybe about two hours into my day at work, he sent me a note thanking me for the notes. Yay! He found them all!

I came home to a shitstorm of Valentine’s Day. In a good way! Now, he usually does get me flowers and a card (even after he says every year that he won’t since its a Hallmark Holiday). There was a bouquet of roses on the table, the house was SPARKLING CLEAN (omgomgomg), and he was at the stove, putting together a seafood boil. y-u-m!

I walked back to our bedroom to change out of my work clothes, and found a few more items: brand new sheets, a rose on the pillow, and the sweetest card I’ve ever received.

So what have I done to deserve all of this? Well, I guess I’ve loved the man as best as I can. We both have our challenges, and we’re working through them together. Valentine’s may be a Hallmark Holiday, but it is lovely to see a celebration of so much love in the world. I suppose it helps that he was in Colorado for the first half of last week – distance makes the heart grow fonder and all that. I should send him away right before V-D every year!

So as my readers know, we’ve struggled with having a child. For two years. TWO. YEARS. I guess here and there, I’ve looked into things that are more on the superstitious side (since I can be the superstitious type), and have read forums and blogs of people struggling with something similar.  One thing that comes up is there is frequently a good luck charm, or process, or something, that helps people break through barriers.

I vaguely remember some friends from the board talking about a Panda being a good luck charm, and they passed it around. This was yeeeaaars ago, way before I was remotely interested in reproducing – but that thought stayed in my head over the years. I vaguely remembered the panda thing was because of the fertility issues pandas see – which is part of the reason why they’re endangered species. I thought it was kind of a backwards logic, but it was charming nonetheless.

My local friends here, however, had their OWN good luck charm. Mr. Miyagi.

Secret Sauce

Mr. Miyagi has seen six ladies, and has resulted in 8 babies. Or so. Correct me if I’m wrong on that, ladies. 9?  He’s got a lucky belly and a lucky head that we’re supposed to rub. He sits at the person who needs the luck’s desk (or wherever they may be regularly), and they get knocked up. My lovely friends brought him over to me during lunch on Thursday, and he’s been sitting on my desk for a day and a half.

It’s like he’s watching me. He knows what’s going on in my head! Even though it’s a little freaky, it’s nice to have a companion on my desk. A few people have asked me “WTH is that??” and my standard answer is, “Oh… he’s a good luck charm.;)”  I know he’s not a Buddha, but he is a handsome fella.

So let’s hope we don’t break the streak here! He’s 6 for 6 so far, right? Maybe I can be Lucky 7?

You know how they say the way you spend your first day of the year is how you spend the rest of the year?  Boy, I’m hoping that’s not true. What did I do all New Year’s Day? Sleep. Pout. Sleep.

So, the theme for 2013 apparently is:

I need more sleep.

“What makes you think that?”  You ask.

Well, there’s that whole New Year’s Day episode. And then, getting the flu that next Friday. So I slept that fever off for about a week. To the point where, last week I left work on Wednesday early because… I needed more sleep.

And then, I missed a half marathon (sob, whine, snort)… because I needed more sleep.

AND, I almost missed an Ops review this morning. Why? OH! I needed more sleep. I woke up 45 minutes before I had to be in the office (which is 15-20 minutes away) on a rainy day.

Here’s hoping the trend ends today, yo.  It’s the 15th!!  I’ve been sleeping for two weeks!