Pop came home last night from Maine for the winter. He got in around noon and we all went over to Dan and Daniel's for dinner which was mmm mmm delicious! Dan is one of the best cooks I know (check out Wright's Mill Farm in Canterbury, CT...he's the head chef)! It was great to see him and to spend time together, although the last time we spent together was two months ago when Sharon passed away.
Rod's working on a big case at work right now - a burglary. He wasn't too thrilled going into work last night because I guess doing this can be tedious. He'd much rather be out driving around dealing with things going on on the streets than sitting around in the office writing up reports.
I'm the opposite. I love sitting at a desk at a computer and doing random, relaxing but mind-challenging tasks. It's a good thing we even each other out with things like this. It's the same as how we are at home with chores, which is why he does things like takes our cars to get the oil changed and I sit at the computer and do our bills.
He's such a hard worker and is so darn handsome. I'm so glad that I have a husband I love so much. I think lately, we've been really happy and falling even more in love. It is true that the first year of marriage is a little hectic. Even if you've been living together for two years before you get married, like we did, there are still things to get used to in marriage, and it can be rough at first. But, if you're lucky, you make it past that one year mark and are still best friends.
I'm not the only one that thinks he's special. The other night at a McDonalds the cashier asked for his number! We both got a kick out of this, but it proves just how stunning and impressive he is. :)
I work for a Psychiatric APRN who specializes in child therapy and medication management. One of her patients is a young girl, late elementary-school age, who is very blunt. I really don't think she's capable of lying. One time, a few months ago, she came in and said something very straight-forward that she probably shouldn't have shared with anyone, but did...with the entire waiting room. (I can't remember what it was that she said, but even if I did, I wouldn't say.) I know quite a bit about this patient just by observing her, and I believe that she probably has trouble keeping friends because she says exactly what's on her mind even though it might hurt someone's feelings.
Today she had an appointment and afterwards, her mom came and sat down in the office with me to pay her bill. The girl - I'll call her Charlotte - was standing in the doorway. Today I'm wearing an old blue sweater and black baggy dress pants, and my hair is halfway up and hasn't been washed (I normally don't wash it every day anyway because doing so dries out my already-extremely-dry scalp).
Needless to say, I don't feel like I look my best, and I was honestly thinking to myself when she first came in, "Oh my gosh, if this girl blurts out that I look ugly or that something is wrong with me, I will seriously have motivation to make myself up more often."
Charlotte did stand there in the doorway staring at me, and after a minute said loudly and matter-of-factly, "You're a really pretty girl."
I love my job.
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