After a major shove in the budkis, I am posting again. It's just that my life has been such a non-interesting cycle of work, sleep, eat, sleep, work lately that I figured you all didn't want to hear about it...

Still looking for a good wedding site. It seems like an endless saga. Started in September, and hasn't concluded yet. I think we may end up at a certain farm in a certain county, but it's not certain yet. What a racket! I always heard about how expensive and time-consuming weddings are, but the reality of it overwhelms.

Settling

What's better: Being happy or being successful? Can you be one without the other? I wonder sometimes if staying at home would really make me happy. Yes, I'd theoretically have time to do whatever I want but could I be happy without some objectively available standard of success? When you work, you know that even if you hate your job, you have some measure of success. But when work sucks, and puttering around the house seems like heaven on earth, is it really worth it to have that fleeting sense of gratification that comes from being perceived as a productive member of society?

we had a heck of a weekend, pedram and i. check out his blog for the complete (and i mean complete) blow-by-blow.

i woke up in a stunningly good mood this morning, considering it was a monday and work is utter chaos right now. even pedram's usual morning chirpiness didn't faze me. i was chirpy right back!

love that. how life can be totally random and happy for no reason sometimes. :)

Bunnies!

They have a significant place in my heart. But I've never loved them quite the way I love them here:

http://www.angryalien.com/0705/rhpsbuns.asp

If you find sites like these, send them to me, I love it!

Muhahaha!

Ch-ch-changes...

It's been a year of change. Big changes....at work, at home, in the world.

My mom has always believed that change is good. My dad avoids change, likes stability. I'm both. Initially wary of change, but usually feel that it's a good thing, after the fact.

Inevitable. Inevitable.

Good news!

I cleaned and organized my a*% off this weekend! And I feel much bettter.

The house looks tidy and happy too. I'll put a picture of our new and improved basement/study/playroom soon.

Turning into Mommy?

My prior post regarding the bliss of domestic life notwithstanding, I have been struggling lately with the impulse to organize, straighten and control the little messes that erupt in our house.

For some reason, whether it's ingrained in me by mom, or some affliction I was born with, when I see a mess in my room or my house, it fires me up. I go into a frenzy of wanting to clean, sort, and tidy until I've tamed the mess.

I think I've gotten worse with age. Just yesterday, as I caught myself turning the Listerine bottle, I noticed that I'm happier when all my toiletries face out, like soldiers.

It's frankly exhausting.

The worst bit is that the mess, if it goes untamed, affects my mood. I get irritable and crabby and exasperated. I don't want to be a nag or be frazzled all the time, but I still want a clean organized house. Any suggestions greatly welcome.

pre-party posing 

We so happy. 

Relishing Domestic Life

I never thought I'd be the type to say this, but I'm really enjoying domesticity. Especially the tiny bits, like sharing an electric toothbrush and planting little window box plants.

To me the key to a real romance is so much more than being "in love". The holy trinity of respect, admiration, and desire all have to be present in an overwhelming way to establish passion and longevity.

But if you happen to have the same degree of ridiculous silliness, that helps a lot.

Today is a good day

I woke up and exercised. And the house painting is finally all done! Hallelujah. I am going to post some before and after photos soon....

I'm a happy girl....Pedram asked me to marry him on July 1, 2005 and I have happily, ecstatically accepted.

He's the biz-omb. And we are going to be super biz-omb together!