Matt did something funny the other day that I must document…

Through some crazy circumstance, my silicone baking mat was ripped to shreds. Not only did Matt replace it, but -wait- there’s more.

He held out the mat and said, “BED”

He held out a bright red microfiber dish dryer and said, “BATH”

He held out a silly egg-shaped spatula and said, “AND BEYOOOND!!”

Truly adorable, charming, and a bit dorky. And now he’s playing Damien Rice’s Rootless Tree (see chorus). Heh, I love him.

Has someone close to you ever done something sweet, thoughtful and a bit dorky? I don’t think we should underestimate these gestures…you kinda have to put yourself out there to do them, be a little vulnerable. And, in order to receive said dorky gift, you must be a little vulnerable, too. Every day I am reminded that marriage and relationships in general are special, can be really strong, but they’re always a little delicate. I’m not the super mushy type, but there’s nothing wrong with a little mush here and there. Just not smush…that’s a Jersey Shore term and not to be repeated by a pale, non-jet-black-dyed extensioned-hair girl of German and unknown descent. Haha. That’s enough.

Happy night.

~Laurel~

Randomosity has been one of my favorite (non-existent) words since middle school. It can be applied to so many situations, as in this blog entry. This last month has been a whirlwind…school, reading, Wisconsin by car, Pearl Jam, apple obsession, dental work, stressful work environment, and–to make things windier–very little cooking! Oh, dear. So, here are some random, hopefully insightful facts about life and me right now…

1. I have been eating applesauce (with granola and cinnamon on top) and drinking diluted apple juice every day for the last month. 2 year old diet, I know.
2. Pearl Jam junkies really are amazing people. It was fun to meet the hardcore ones. Thanks for all of the accolades and tickets to Canada shows.
3. Sometimes, Matt & I get out the IKEA catalog and dream about design late at night.
4. I like shockcessories–pink shoes, orange purses, neon scarves. Apparently my grandmother was the same way.
5. I can’t throw a ball to save my life…thank goodness Matt has mad baseball skills because sports have never been my strength. When he teaches our future kids to toss a ball, I’ll be sitting in on that class, too.
6. I could live off of French bread and orange juice. My parents used to tease me about it.
7. I’ve recently retaken the Myers-Briggs (Jung’s) personality test…I am a strong ENFJ. Five years ago, I was a strong INFJ. How did I go from introvert to extrovert? Still not sure about that one.
8. I’ve had a long daydream about owning a coffee shop. The name is already copyrighted…by me.
9. We finally know what Sam (our dog) is! He’s a Jackshund or a Jackweenie…a dachshund/jack russell terrier mix. Who knew people actually bred dogs to be that weird? I’d take 100 more Sams…he’s great!
10. Henri Nouwen’s writings are quickly changing my life, even if I didn’t ask them to.

Happy day, any way.

~Laurel~