hula hoops and hampster wheels

So with Dave's hectic summer schedule -- weird overnight shifts at work and summer car show madness -- we've been having Sunday date nights. Tonight -- we are going out for dinner and to the IMAX theater to see the new batman movie. I'm excited -- we've been staying in lately -- nesting -- watching tv on the couch - making dinner not going out as much as is bound to happen with any relationship, but tonight -- I'm going to girlify myself -- possibly put on make up and try to do something with my hair to make it cute. My brows and upper lip were waxed yesterday and I feel a little more ambitious to be pretty.



However -- I suggested that I come over a little early -- so we could take a nap together, go out for dinner and then go to the movie -- he was more in favor of plan B --me coming over at 4:30 waking him up from his slumber and going out to dinner. He must really need a nap -- don't want to have a cranky Dave on my hands.



I was then informed that I would be driving, I don't mind really - He puts up with my driving and lack of direction, I prefer to have him drive but he likes to be a passenger once in awhile and I'm okay with that. Ok - so I needed to clean my car up a little bit-- I found lots of random things, a picnic blanket from XYZ Fun day -- which I have yet to blog about -- and several cds and a candy bar wrapper from when I was feeling my blood sugar drop while driving into work -- nothing says good morning like a 3 muskateers or some gummi lifesavers. I wiped up my diet cokes spills that are all over the center cup holders... I"m not very graceful at all let alone with beverages in the car. Dusted if you will the dashboard and doors -- got out the windex and did the mirrors and windows.

Now, It's time to think about what to wear --- right now I'm in this super comfortable -- although not so fashionable blue tee shirt and jeans... I might get a wave of ambition to go to the store and find a new shirt -- although that's probably not going to happen -- I need to pack my overnight bag but my work clothes are still in the dryer -- I think I"ll just slap on some make up and try to fix my hair.

I got a hair cut yesterday -- and it looked fantastic when I left -- and then this morning I tried to replicate that -- and I look more like a poodle than anything. I'm at the weird length -- I can't wear a proper ponytail, my hair is getting curlier -- and the humidity -- well the humidity is making it extra poofy.

Whatever will I do...

So after reading that bible quote below... I was thinking about all that love is -- and how it's always so tricky to define love and how even if you don't say you love someone everyday -- (which I think is a bit excessive and looses some of it's meaning if it just becomes a habit)


Dave hearts Kristen:

Love is putting up with my randomness, quirkiness and shaking your head when I've pushed a joke or saying to far.

Love is telling you how important, smart, funny, handsome, wonderful you are in everyday ways.

Love is vetoing the idea of a Bulldog -- becuase the hair and drool will be a bad thing with your allergies.

Love is helping you with yard work, shoveling the driveway and or just having a snowball fight for fun.

Love is trying seafood and pork because you love it.

So I was raised Catholic by my loving and once very religious mother. I have since left the church -- (this happened about a month after I was confirmed and I was only confirmed for fear of being grounded.)

My dad was borderline agnostic/athiest and always joked that he was a heathan. With his passing -- I am now reassured that it really doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you believe in anything or if you believe in everything. Relgion no matter what sect all tells the same stories -- has a similar diety or god for which to respect and frankly it's not my thing.

However -- just before my dad passed I attended my Great Uncle's funeral. He was a catholic convert -- converted for my auntie 60+ years ago (god I can't even imagine being married that long) And as you know, Catholics will have a Mass for everything -- for a wedding, for a funeral, for Sunday, for everyday actually... It's part of the tradition to have a long series of sitting, standing and kneeling crammed into one hour -- it's like aerobics for God.

So some things I do miss -- even though I don't believe in organized religon, heaven or hell, or the infailability of the pope.

I like bible verses, like the psalms or my favorite of all time: Corinthians.

• 1 If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 And if I give all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but do not have love, it profits me nothing. 4 Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, 5 does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, 6 does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8 Love never fails; but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part; 10 but when the perfect comes, the partial will be done away. 11 When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things. 12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known. 13 But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.
• I also like Hymms --I get to sing and no one gives me a dirty look...