May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings

May is shaping up to be a busy month. Lots of travel, weddings/anniversaries, events and such. But let me catch you up. It’s been quieter around here and I’m not apologizing! I live first and blog later.

I like the month of May and look forward to it every year. May typically marks the beginning of real spring weather in the area and a farewell to snow (generally speaking).

I look forward to this month often because it reminds me of so many milestones, the biggest of which is our wedding anniversary at the end of the month. This year is 4 years, a marginally unremarkable milestone but completely special to us. I laughed a little when I read that the modern 4th anniversary gift is appliances… seeing as we just got a new dishwasher, I think we got it covered!

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8 Years

Today is 8 years since Brad and I have been a couple. A lot has happened in 8 years, much of it happened even before we got married.

Here are 10 things that are better with a partner:

  1. Carrying luggage through an airport
  2. Picking out gifts for family
  3. Going on vacation
  4. Handling loss
  5. Bathing a cat
  6. Shopping for a car
  7. Cooking dinner
  8. Returning items to a store
  9. Getting things out of tall cabinets
  10. Dancing

You can read the story about how we became a couple here.

Flying on September 11th


When my flight home from Chicago, where I had been for work part of last week, was booked for September 11th, I wasn’t thrilled, but many assured me it would probably be the safest day to fly.

Being in the airport on the anniversary of the 2001 attacks was an interesting experience. I can’t say that looking at Facebook at all during the day was helpful leading up to my flight.

The number of TSA agents and active-duty military in the airport with me, along with the random hand swabbing, made me feel more comfortable. But when an alarm in the airport went off, I know I wasn’t the only one who wondered if they should be worried. It turned out to be a problem with a door that was eventually solved, and the door fixer received a large round of applause from the terminal. Continue reading

Three Years Thriving

When I crawled out of bed three years ago yesterday, I felt awful. I hadn’t slept well, I had woken up at least four times to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. When I had finished showering in the morning, I immediately threw up. That was the morning that Brad saved my life by forcing me to make an appointment with the doctor.

When I got out of bed yesterday morning, I had slept well, I woke up once in the night to check my blood sugar. When I had finished showering, I brushed my teeth. Yesterday morning, and many mornings over the past 3 years, I felt good. I felt alive. And that’s not something I take lightly.

I might not be a “morning person” but I’m happy to wake up every morning and I owe that to my husband who made me go to the doctor and ended up saving my life.

August 11, 2011 was the day that I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes.

Yesterday passed quietly, without celebration, but with an interesting level of peace with my body.

The fact that my own immune system tried to kill me is not forgotten and even three years later, I worry about what other damage may have been done in the weeks that I was sick. The unfortunate fact is that I was sick for awhile after my pancreas failed and we didn’t think to get me checked for diabetes because 1.) We didn’t know the symptoms and 2.) No one expects that the sick 22-year-old could have type 1 diabetes… because people seem to think it only happens in kids.

Yesterday was my 3rd diaversary. I doubt that as the years pass, my level of gratitude to my husband for saving my life and to the doctor who stumbled onto a diabetes diagnosis will lessen. My pride in thriving over the past three years, in a body that wanted to quit, continues to grow. Diabetes is one of few diseases where the patient is the one in charge of its treatment, the one administering medicine, the one running diagnostic tests. I may have support, but staying alive and being healthy is a one-woman job for me.

I would love to see a cure in my lifetime, but as I’ve said before, I’m not holding my breath. I will “settle” for many healthy years with the husband who saved me.

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Friday Five: Short Week

Because of taking a long weekend, both last week and this week have been short weeks for me. Couple that with the fact that this is the last workday for the month, that means I’ve been very busy at work.

Because I work in an environment built around client relationships and billable hours, the end of the month is frequently the deadline for projects as well as a rush to make sure that time sheets are completed. I try to be organized with my time sheets, rarely accumulating more than two days to record at once. If you don’t work in an industry that uses time to track projects, the best I can explain it is to account for what you’re doing for every 15 minute increment of your day and report it to your boss. Anyway, enough about time sheets!

Today’s Friday so let me catch you up on my short week and the things going through my head…

1. This week I’ve been thinking about my marriage a lot, seeing as how we had an anniversary and all that makes sense! Three years really did go quickly. Brad and I both appreciated all of the well wishes and congratulations on Wednesday.

2. Pillow Fights Theft. Does anyone else ever catch their partner trying to steal their pillow in the middle of the night? Brad and I value our pillows a lot, honestly I think that the right pillow is more crucial for a good night’s sleep than the mattress. Last night on not one, but three occasions, I woke up to tugging on my pillow. The first two times, I sleepily pulled my pillow away but on the third time, I was more awake and yanked my pillow away saying, “Get your own pillow!’

This morning when we were getting ready for work, I said to Brad,“I have to tell you how bad you were last night.”

He hung his head and said, “I tried to steal your pillow.”

“Three times!” I exclaimed. He only remembered the one time when I told him to get his own pillow because it prompted him to retrieve his pillow from the floor. I just shook my head. What’s mine, is mine in this situation.

3. We’ve been researching bicycles recently and are going to look at some in person this weekend. We both like riding bikes but haven’t been able to for awhile.

4. We’re loving that better quality fruits and vegetables are becoming available again. Right now our fridge is filled with so many vibrant colors from the green spinach and asparagus to the pink raspberries and the darker red of cherries along with the blues and purples of blueberries and grapes and orange carrots. We also regularly have tomatoes, avocados and bananas on hand and I made coleslaw for the first time to yesterday. Fresh is always our favorite, but frozen will do when fresh quality isn’t available. What are your favorite fruits/vegetables?

5. I have pictures from vacation to download off of the DSLR. I haven’t even really looked at them yet, just the ones from our phones. One thing that Brad and I are not really great at are getting pictures off the camera. Our phone pictures back up automatically over wifi so they’re really easy to pull up on the computer and place here.

What are you up to this weekend?