Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Home sweet home

Last night was definitely the "homiest" night we've had so far. We closed 3 weeks ago today (how time flies!), but most of the time we've been in the house, we've spent it unpacking, cleaning, organizing, etc. It's been raining for 3 days straight, and yesterday was so raw and bitterly cold that I went to the supermarket to stock up on some essentials, and decided we were having a cozy night in. I bought Bar Harbor Clam Chowder (I had to stop myself from squealing whenever I saw the can on the shelf!) and a loaf of fresh, warm Italian bread, along with some other must-haves (you know-- baking soda, vanilla extract, waffles).

I got home right before Matt, lugged my groceries in through the rain and put a pot of Trader Joe coffee on to brew. He came home and I announced that we were having chowder for dinner, then making banana bread, then watching a movie and curling up on the couch. He didn't argue, not that I expected he would. But I thought for sure he would want to tackle some more household tasks. Turns out, we both needed a break from it all. So instead, we had a cozy night while it rained and stormed outside! The coffee warmed us up, the chowder was DELISH and reminded me so much of our honeymoon, and the banana bread made the whole house smell great while it baked. We watched Defiance, which was awesome, and then headed to bed without organizing a single pile of clothing or unpacking a single box of stuff.

I wouldn't say we've gotten totally comfortable with this house being "home" yet, but last night definitely helped :)

Sunday, August 22, 2010

IKEA! And a rainy Sunday..

Yesterday, on our two week anniversary, I cut my hair about up to my shoulders (will be going shorter in a couple more months... I think I need to ease into it), and then Matt and I went to IKEA! It was my first trip, and most people have been shocked to hear that I'd never been before. Well, I now understand why that was so shocking. How have I missed this for so long?? At least now I can say that I went, I purchased, I conquered.

And I'm ready to go back for more!

We spent a good solid 3.5 or 4 hours there and took home a TV stand, a coffee table (both of which are already assembled thanks to my handy husband), a sofa table and a bookcase. We also picked up some decorative things like baskets, some lanterns, and a rug for the living room. I couldn't believe the prices and the huge selection. I would rather drive an hour to IKEA any day instead of going fifteen minutes to a Cardi's. We never would have gotten these pieces for the same prices elsewhere. And honestly, I liked IKEA furniture a lot more than I've liked other stuff we've looked at.

Amazing. I'm so glad we went.

Today we've been moving stuff, cleaning, building, organizing... like mad people. Our plumber came this afternoon (on a Sunday! What a guy!) to fix our hot water heater. Matt hooked up the dehumidifier to a hose so we don't have to dump it every few hours. And now we're taking a little break, eating ice cream, and plotting out the rest of the afternoon. The sofa table will be built and the rug will be put down, but first I have to CLEAN. I'm so paranoid now because we just had a mystery bug problem (seems to be gone now... we woke up without any new bites), and all I want to do is scrub everything and vacuum every corner and get rid of every bit of dust so that this place is inhospitable to bugs. Also, we need to do some Raid bombs in our basement STAT because I saw a MASSIVE brown spider (I'M LOOKIN' AT YOU, LIS) on the wall last night when I went down to get the laundry and it sent me running up the stairs yelling, "OH, HELL NO. HELL. NO. HELL NO." So Matt did the laundry and killed the spider. But seriously. I want to bomb the hell out of those suckers. If you're a bug and you're living in my house, you will die. Only Michele le Rabit (said in a French accent) is allowed to live in or around our home. Not huge disgusting spiders or bugs that leave us with weird bites. Sorry, but you're all evicted.

The only thing I like about winter is the lack of bugs. So gross.

Well, Matt is on the floor with pieces of the sofa table all around him, so I should probably offer a hand. It's been a busy day, but I really like that it's been rainy and chilly. We've gotten so much done inside our messy, cozy house! :)

Friday, August 20, 2010


We got hitched. It happened. Fifteen months of planning came to fruition on August 7, 2010.

And this is the blog that will document life AFTER the wedding. Because, contrary to what some insane brides think, there is a life after that one day. And thank God for that, because if there wasn't life after the wedding day... all that planning and stressing would NOT have been worth it!

Tomorrow is our two week anniversary. I have no idea how two weeks have already passed us by. We spent our honeymoon in Bar Harbor, Maine (amazing) and came home to our brand new house. Here's what the week before the wedding looked like:

Sunday: Find out Friday wedding rehearsal will not work with the church's schedule. Panic. Try to come up with alternative plan.

Monday: Spend morning on the phone with every human being who needs to talk to me. Call priest. Call Crowne Plaza. Call lawyer. Call realtor. Call therapist to set up a year's worth of sessions because this is INSANE. Talk to woman at RI Dept. of Taxation because mother thinks venue is committing fraud by charging tax on the service charge. Waste 30 minutes. Find out they can charge tax. Didn't care in the first place. Wasn't on my radar of things-to-care-about-today. Crazy amount of stress. Must finish submission for my grad program. Must email to professor by midnight. Must stop thinking about everything else that is happening. Crash.

Tuesday: More crazy stress. Errands. Meeting at Crowne Plaza. Pick up mattress at the mall. Drive it 30 minutes down the highway held on by a few bungee cords. In-laws drop off 26' U-Haul that is packed to the gills with my husband-to-be's stuff. Realize he owns a lot of stuff. Panic. Pack truck up with more stuff. Crash.

Wednesday: 8 am walk through at house. Stuff still isn't done (surprise). 10 am closing. Seal the deal, buy a house. Go to florist. Drop off box of artificial butterflies. Promise to email them a list of where each one should go. Promptly forget to do this. Finish packing U-Haul. Recruit friends & family (and some children) to help us move into the house. Fill all rooms with boxes. Ponder how we will get the box spring upstairs seeing as how it doesn't fit. Eat dinner in a living room cluttered with stuff. Crash.

Thursday: Work on house. Get nails done. Go to wedding rehearsal. Practice the big day. Get pedicure. Get eyebrows done. Go to Home Depot. Browse doors with fiance. Pack two cars full of stuff. Go to Wendy's at 10:30pm for dinner. Crash.

Friday: Work on house. Pack for honeymoon. Pick up dress. Get ring cleaned. Organize gifts for rehearsal dinner. Run to WalMart. Pack stuff for wedding day and honeymoon. Try to stay calm. Greet groomsmen as the filter in. Feel bad for the one from Florida who spends 13 hours in the airport that day. Go to rehearsal dinner. Feel faint because food hasn't been on your list of things to remember lately. Eat bread, water, and Tylenol. Celebrate with friends and family. Have a kick ass time. Surprise fiance when his cousin Jon shows up. Go home. Post pics on facebook. CRASH.

Saturday: Calmness. Shower. Have tea. Spend the morning primping with friends in the hotel. Get married.... the day is a blur.... Lots of blue dresses, kisses, and pictures. Amazing.

That's how my brain recalls that week. The next one was PEACEFUL. Bar Harbor was just stunning. We relaxed (massages!!), hiked, ate SO MUCH lobster and other amazing food, consumed more ice cream than necessary, and slept a lot. It was perfect.

Now we're settling into married life in our house, which is still a big ole mess. We're chipping away little by little which is how these things come along, I'm told. Tomorrow I'm cutting off my hair. I've been growing it for a year and a half, and it's too long for me now. I'm tired of it. New life, new hair!

Here's a taste of life since we got back from the honeymoon:

--Work on house still not done
--Fridge doesn't work right
--Water heater breaks and starts leaking water
--Strange bites arise on both of us during the night.. bed bugs? Mites? WTF.

I'm not complaining, I swear. I'm beyond blessed to be married to Matt and our house is incredible. Life is wonderful right now, even if some stuff isn't 100% perfect. It doesn't matter. We weathered the most stressful months, weeks and days of our lives (well, of mine... he was in Iraq, so I'm sure that was more stressful at times) and we came out the other side married, crazy in love, and so happy.

We keep saying "hey, we're married!" because we can't believe it. It's surreal, but just so perfect.