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Confessions of a Newlywed: Cooking

Confession.

I can’t cook.

Well, I can cook.

I just don’t.

When it comes to cooking, I’m lazy.

...and i even messed up my sink cooking one time.

I don’t wanna have to think about what I need in the morning, pull out the meat to thaw, come home and IMMEDIATELY start cooking after a long day at work… Clean up the mess. Goodness. It’s just too much. Not to mention, groceries are way expensive now-a-days.

It’s certainly cheaper to eat at a fast food restaurant for much cheaper.

Hubby and I lead a very busy lifestyle.

Monday is our only night at home together.

Tuesday he has band practice.

Wednesday we have church.

Thursday hubby plays Ultimate Frisbee.

Who knows what we do on Fridays.

When we first got married, ooh I was so good.

I planned out menus for the week and bought everything I needed and cooked up some delicious meals. Now… that’s just not our style. Cooking just doesn’t fit our style.

I have a few meals that are super easy, but goodness… I’m tired of those.

Now, it’s more like

Voila Meals

PF Changs Frozen Meals

Subway

Chick fil A

And the ever dreaded….

I WANT to cook. I long to create good wholesome meals for my hubby, he deserves it!

There is just not enough time. It’s just not practical.

What meals can you whip up in a hearbeat with little clean up?
What frozen meals do you suggest?

Weekend Recap: Father's Day

Ladies and Gentlemen…

I don’t really think many dudes read my blog, but anyways…

I’m back.

And guess what? I’m not going anywhere for at least… well… looks at calendar… one weekend! That’s a feat, huh? Me and the hubby are stationary for at least two weeks! We may travel a little fourth of July weekend, but who knows.

I had a splendid weekend!

I finally got my hubby back and it was so amazing!

Though my loving and adorable sister spent pretty much every night with me, it was nice to finally get some solid sleep.

You see, I have this trick.

My hubby doesn’t really like to snuggle while he is trying to sleep… He gets hot, and.. blah blah blah. But, me? I’m a snuggle monster. I could snuggle all the time. {I was rocked to sleep til I was 5 years old. Then me and my sister chose to share a twin size bed til… well… a long time. I blame my parents.}

Well, we sleep in a King size bed cuz hubs is 6’3’’. He simply can’t fit in anything else.

Through the night I naturally end up far far away from him. Sad day.

So…. I make a fort. I stack up pillows on my half of the bed, which forces me to stay in the middle…. Hence, closer to my hubby ;)

So… yeah. I got lots of good sleep snuggled up next to him.

Not sure why I ranted on about that, I’m supposed to be telling you about my weekend.

We travelled to Mobile, Alabama to see RJ’s Poppa for father’s day and to be with RJ’s dad who was travelling, too. We got to ride down with RJ’s immediate family and spend some good quality time with everyone. It was great to see such a fun legacy of Volnoffs. Poppa has this great legacy of tradition. Not just particular traditions, but just tradition in itself. We joke about it, a lot. If we do something more than once we label it “tradition.” This was handed down to my Popsicile-in-law, RJ’s dad, and he instilled a sense of traditon in his children. It’s quite fun to be honest. Some of its silly and fun, some of it is serious, and all of it touches my heart. For example… There is this one exit that you HAVE to stop and eat at on the way to Mobile. They do it every time because it is “tradition.” I love it. My most favorite “traditions” are the Christmas traditions that the Volnoffs have handed down.

It was great to celebrate Poppa, Popsicle, and Volnoff family traditions.

I got to see my sister friend, too ;)

One of the highlights was getting to watch my sweet hubby

Gently play basketball with his cousins. Including his “I can do anything my big brothers do” little cousin, Elizabeth. It warmed my heart to watch him be so gentle with her, watch out for her, and encourage her to play.

On Sunday, we had the privelage of going to church with the family and hearing a great sermon about waiting. Goodness gracious was it inspiring and encouraging. The thing that sticked out most was the quote “Waiting is not to be confused with Delaying.” Think about it.

The fam headed home in enough time to make back to our home church.

Husband had to report back to the church and share with them his experiences from last week. He touched my heart to the point of tears. I’m so proud to have such a Godly husband who cares so much for our young people. He told stories from the week and challenged the church to love on and care for our youth group on a much deeper level.

I was also proud of two of my ACTeen girls who shared how important it was for them to serve this past week and draw closer to God. One actually shared a desire to serve in Africa and that the Lord is calling her to missions.

How was your weekend?

What did you do for the fathers in your life?

Times Ten Million Trillion Kajillion

I feel this way times
ten million
trillion
kajillion.
Hubs has been gone this week... and it's been a very stressful one at work.
and my house is a mess.
My emotions are a mess.
I'm so incomplete without him.
He's coming home tomorrow.
But yeah... this week's been ruff...

Check this archived post from my Confessions:

So for the past two Thursdays I've had a confessional time.

Well, my confession today is that I cried.

My husband will be leaving Saturday.

No big deal, right?

He will be gone for a week.

He's not going on some random trip.

He's going on a mission trip with our church.

He will be doing God's work;
which is way more important that a week with little ole me.

I got to thinking today about how quiet it
will be around the house without him here.

I got to thinking about how a week will
go by without him praying over me while
I sleep.... and how I won't get to pray over
him in the mornings while he sleeps later than me.

A week will pass and

I won't get to brush his cheek,

kiss his lips,

or hold his hand.

This made me cry. Not just cry... blubber like a baby. You see, the hubs and I have not been seperate for more than 12 hrs since we were married. This week I had the flu, so we slept in seperate rooms.

{Which also made me cry. }

I know that I'm being silly. There are those of you out there who will have to miss husbands for months.

Well, guess what? You are stronger than me.

I could never do it.

I couldn't say goodbye to my husband and send him to another country. Like I said, you are stronger than me; that's why I didn't sign up for that wifely duty. Though... it will be nice to have one agenda again. It will be nice to "cook" for one. It will be nice to not have toothpaste spit in my sink for a week. I will enjoy staying up as late as I want, and watching hours of HGTV.

Trust me, I'd rather have him here.

...and I know there are some of you out there who would die to have a week without your husband; that's really sad. This love that I have {some call it newlywed love}, I hope it never fades away. I hope that I always miss my husband while we are away at work. I hope that the brightest part of my day is always laying down with my husband in the evenings.

Tears. Tears over a week

see how cute he is?

Confessions of a Newlywed: AM slacker

via
this is not me and the hubby
I'm horrible at getting myself out of bed in the morning.

HORRIBLE.

Hubby and I have been trying to wake up at 5:30 and take our pups for a walk.

It's good for them, and even better for us.

We were rather successful last week missing only Wednesday and Friday

{which is now our schedule}

I failed yesterday morning.

I failed this morning.

I'm telling you it's

so ridiculous.

If I'd just get up when my alarm goes off,

I'd be much better off.

For some reason, sleepy wife thinks that

the spurts of 4-5 minute sleep I get in

between snoozes is better than getting

up and doing what I need to do.

I snoozed my phone for an hour this morning.

an hour.

I'm so ashamed.

It's so bad.

You see I use my cell as an alarm.

I set it on the "alarm only" sound setting.

It goes off once, I sit up, {sit up folks}

and wake up enough to turn my phone on

vibrate so that it doesn't wake hubby up

for the next hour or so.

Then go back to "sleep."

Why don't I just dad gum it get out of the freaking bed??

are you sensing the frustration?

It makes me so mad at myself.

&&&

usually about the time I convince myself to get out of the bed...

cute snuggly hubby

rolls over and decides to get all snuggly bear with me.

At this point, I'm def not getting out of the bed.

I'm a slacker.

She also rises while it is yet night...

-proverbs 31:15

Yupp, not me.

I need help.

I need a solution.

How do you force yourself to get out of the bed???

Confessions of a Newlywed: My husband's feet.

This post is not what you are expecting.

I’m not about to rant and rave on how gross my husbands feet are or how nasty and stinky they are.

I love my husband’s feet.

You see men’s shoes are built to be much more comfortable than women’s shoes.

His feet stay nice and cozy in comfy shoes all day.

You see, my lover has the softest feet.. I love them.

I envy how smooth his feet stay.

Goodness me at how easy my feet turn to sandpaper.

{Note: Hubs is very ocd about his toenails – they are always cut down and taken care of. Now, the hairy toes… They just don’t bother me ;)}

I always want him to touch his foot to mine.

I find myself putting my feet on his for comfort during scary movies.

I can’t sleep unless my hubby’s feet are on me.

I just love the way they feel.

…and to top it all off, they are usually cold which feels so good.

You know that feeling you get when you are searching for a cold spot on the sheet? Then you find it, and it’s like “ahhh”?!?!?!

That’s how I feel about lover’s feet.

Call me weird.

Call me crazy.

I’m in love. I don’t care.

this is the face he makes when he sings

I'd like to dedicate this post to

the piggy who went to the market.

Linking up to AWKWARD && AWESOME over at the daybook.

Confessions of a Newlywed: Garbage Disposal War UPDATED

I made a big boo boo in the

kitchen Tuesday night.

We cooked hamburgers for dinner.

Pretty normal, right?

Well not this time. You see, we don’t have a grill, but we have two types of griddles. We have an electric griddle and a stovetop griddle. The electric one I love, but it is very hard to clean, especially with something greasy like hamburgers. I used the stovetop griddle last time and it was much easier to use and clean.

This time

it didn’t go as planned.

I used the stovetop griddle like normal, drained the grease like I always do, and we ate our tasty burgers. Husband goes to clean the dishes and straighten up after our meal to discover that

{our sink threw up}

notice it's full of water

our dishes are drowning in greasy nastiness

I poured the grease in the sink.

We aren’t 100% sure if this is the cause of our regurgitory sink or not, but it does seem to be the case. I've done this several times before.

It was either that or the wad of chicken pasta I disposed of because I bought spicy buffalo velveeta instead of regular velveeta.

We didn’t know how to handle this, and it really overwhelmed both of us. So we did what any civilized human would do and... left it. Overnight.We just didn’t know what to do.

meet our tiny kitchen
kitchen, readers. readers, kitchen.

{Yuck, huh?}

So Wednesday I stopped by the store on the way home to get some drain-o. It {the sink} didn’t like that either, but it at least masked the odor. We didn’t have much time to fight with the sink because it was a church night. We finally concluded that we would have to manually dispose of the water. AKA scoop it out. Luckily, we have a big ditch behind our apartment, and we poured it out there.

After church we tried to plunge it, like a toilet, because we had several people suggest that. Nothing. It did not work.

We don’t know what to do.

We have a clogged nasty sink {as you can see} and

1- we don’t have much

free time to dedicate to it

2-we need to eat/do dishes

3-tonight makes 72 hours

it's been like that.

Arg.

Maybe I should just buy turkey from now on.

It’s much leaner and produces less grease.

How am I supposed to properly

dispose of grease?

….without catching my house on fire.

Have you ever had this problem?

How did you conquer you garbage disposal?

need

your

help

***update***

my dad went over, took the pipes apart

and inspected it to the best of his ability.

he found nothing. he even got on the roof.... not sure what's up there, but he sent a snake???? down the pipes. not sure.... anyways... calling the landlord today!!!

Confessions of a Newlywed: Tears

So for the past two Thursdays I've had a confessional time.

Well, my confession today is that I cried.

My husband will be leaving Saturday.

No big deal, right?

He will be gone for a week.

He's not going on some random trip.

He's going on a mission trip with our church.

He will be doing God's work; which is way more important that a week with little ole me.

I got to thinking today about how quiet it will be around the house without him here.

I got to thinking about how a week will go by without him praying over me while I sleep.... and how I won't get to pray over him in the mornings while he sleeps later than me.

A week will pass and

I won't get to brush his cheek,

kiss his lips,

or hold his hand.

{Which also made me cry. }

I know that I'm being silly. There are those of you out there who will have to miss husbands for months.

Well, guess what? You are stronger than me.

I could never do it.

Trust me, I'd rather have him here.

Tears. Tears over a week.

see how cute he is?

Confessions of a Newlywed: Part dos

I use my husband's loofa.

Yupp, you heard me right.

I love it way better than any female loofa i've ever used. It's pretty much like amazing. 'Cause us girls, we need that dainty loofa for like

10% of our body.

The rest of our body {for most of us} needs a good scrubbin' after a long day. You see, this loofa is really great for those frustrating places like the back of your arms {tricepts} where those stupid random patches of rough skin develop, elbows, knees, and shoulders. I use it most importantly for the {deep breath} bottom of my feet! Check out the loofa below and you'll understand the next part mo' better.

You see, the poof side is pretty much like any other 'ole poof, but a little more exfoliatingate {not a word}. It's rougher and tougher because it's for men!

The red side (my husband's is blue) is not quite as gentle.

It's best for the bottom of your feet.

It makes my feet feel so soft! It's a great way to maintain that expensive pedi! You see the rubber ring that looks like a rugged tire? Yeah. It makes it float in my bubble baths! You wanna know something super cool about this thing? The suds seep through from one side to the other. You don't have to "relather" each time you wanna swap sides. Ballin'

I"m sure these bad boys are available at Wal-Mart and pretty much every Pharmacy. Get one. You'll love it.

And that, my friends, is my newlywed

confession for the week.

Confessions of a Newlywed

I'm thinking about starting a new series about the good, bad, and {not so} ugly of my life as a new wife. These are just a few things I could come up with off the top of my head. I learn NEW THINGS everyday about marriage; some of them are interesting, some are disgusting, some are hilarious, and some are not so cool. I plan on being honest and transparent with you guys so that newlyweds, and even {not so} newlyweds will know

you're not alone!

I steal kisses from my husband when he's asleep
I don't keep a very clean house
I hardly ever cook homemade meals
I don't bake enough
I still have PMS. And it's just as bad; if not worse.
I already want babies.
I don't potty in front my husband.
I don't let the husband potty in front of me.
I'm really bad about ironing my husband's clothes.
I hate hearing couples talk bad about their marriage.
I'd rather sleep in a full size bed than a king size bed with my husband.
Sometimes, I just want to be left alone.
We forget about the marbles almost all the time.
Sleeping in with my husband is my new favorite past time.
I simply cannot do the couponing thing.
I love candlelight.
I have a hard time thinking about Jesus when my hubster leads worship.
I still call my husband by the pet names I did when we were dating.
I drink way too many cokes.
I love being a newlywed and have goals to never leave this state of mind.

What are some of your marriage quirks? I'd love to hear about them! You can email them to me if you want, and maybbb {with your permission} I'll feature your email on my blog. Any takers?

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