He really is! And today is one of those days where I am especially thankful that I married him. The day started out like normal - me getting out of bed way too late and Kody leaving for his 8:30 a.m. class at 8:15 (It takes like two minutes to drive to Olivet from our apartment). And Katie leaving at 8:20 a.m. to drive 25 minutes to be at work by 8:30 a.m. Let's just say I'm really really good at arriving consistently at 8:45 a.m., but just cannot figure out how to make it there by 8:30. :) Good thing they don't really care when you arrive at my work.
Kod had a great morning - going to class and then an hour long, 19-mile bike ride and enjoying being outside in the beautiful weather, while I got extremely bored at work, comtemplated quitting multiple times and realized that when Kod says Washington Mutual got bought out, that is a really bad thing since we own stock in the company. I saw all these news articles talking about WaMu - the largest bank failure in history - but never quite put two and two together that WaMu really means Washington Mutual (I really am very blonde sometimes).
So when I talked to Kod before lunch, he could tell I wasn't having the greatest day and it was just one of those days when he needed to do something. And he did! He drove all the way up to Peotone and surprised me at work for lunch. We went to Subway and ate outside enjoying the beautiful weather! And he even came into the office so I could introduce him to everyone! It was so much fun and just one of the many reasons why I think I have the greatest husband in the world.
God knew I needed a little pick-me-up today! And even when I went back to work things got better! People called me back and answered their phones when I called and I was actually relatively busy for the rest of the day! Thank you God!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Becoming an Illinoian
I am officially the holder of an Illinois driver’s license. And I feel like I've given away a little part of my identity by abandoning my Nebraska license and becoming an Illinois driver.
I already miss Nebraska...I mean, do I say I'm from Illinois now? Illinois?? I have thoroughly enjoyed my four years here, but seriously...Illinois?? No offense to you from the fine state of Abraham Lincoln, but I kind of liked saying I was from Nebraska and am quite proud of my home state.
But alas, I am now an Illinois driver, organ donor and voter. And will probably have to get Illinois license plates on my car soon! I think that will be the final straw.
My home state was always a good conversation starter: “Where’re you from?” “Nebraska.” “Nebraska?? How’d you make it all the way over here? What brought you to Bourbonnais/Olivet/Peotone?” and the conversation goes on ...
Well, it took me about two months to drag myself into the DMV to attempt to get a new license. After two failed attempts (the DMV is closed on Mondays and to get a license you have to bring just about every official document on your life that you own, which I didn’t have at the time), I finally made it in last Thursday. I set aside two hours for this task, having before experienced the long waits that often occur at DMVs. I rushed out of work 15 minutes late, worried I wouldn’t have enough time before my 5:45 tumbling class for 3-year-olds at the YMCA. However, I was surprised to discover I made it out of the DMV in less than an hour, with a new driver’s license in hand.
Official documents needed for a new license:
- passport
- birth certificate
- old driver’s license
- marriage license
- social security card (I brought my old and new)
- checkbook or piece of mail (to prove your Illinois address)
While the whole DMV experience was surprising painless, what WAS painful was the few nights and hours before as I studied to take the written driver’s test. The last time I took this test was when I was 14, going on 15, to get my permit ... and I failed the test. I even studied! A lot! So ... going into this test, my stomach was in knots. I even spent Tuesday night going through the driver’s manual, reading the sections and doing the review questions! I am happy to say I passed the test with flying colors! A 97 percent! I never got 100s on tests anyway, so all is well.
Lessons learned:
1) The Illinois DMV isn’t as awful as I first thought it was.
2) Even after five days of seeing an Illinois license in my wallet, I still miss my Nebraska one.
3) I will always be a Nebraskan at heart!
I already miss Nebraska...I mean, do I say I'm from Illinois now? Illinois?? I have thoroughly enjoyed my four years here, but seriously...Illinois?? No offense to you from the fine state of Abraham Lincoln, but I kind of liked saying I was from Nebraska and am quite proud of my home state.
But alas, I am now an Illinois driver, organ donor and voter. And will probably have to get Illinois license plates on my car soon! I think that will be the final straw.
My home state was always a good conversation starter: “Where’re you from?” “Nebraska.” “Nebraska?? How’d you make it all the way over here? What brought you to Bourbonnais/Olivet/Peotone?” and the conversation goes on ...
Well, it took me about two months to drag myself into the DMV to attempt to get a new license. After two failed attempts (the DMV is closed on Mondays and to get a license you have to bring just about every official document on your life that you own, which I didn’t have at the time), I finally made it in last Thursday. I set aside two hours for this task, having before experienced the long waits that often occur at DMVs. I rushed out of work 15 minutes late, worried I wouldn’t have enough time before my 5:45 tumbling class for 3-year-olds at the YMCA. However, I was surprised to discover I made it out of the DMV in less than an hour, with a new driver’s license in hand.
Official documents needed for a new license:
- passport
- birth certificate
- old driver’s license
- marriage license
- social security card (I brought my old and new)
- checkbook or piece of mail (to prove your Illinois address)
While the whole DMV experience was surprising painless, what WAS painful was the few nights and hours before as I studied to take the written driver’s test. The last time I took this test was when I was 14, going on 15, to get my permit ... and I failed the test. I even studied! A lot! So ... going into this test, my stomach was in knots. I even spent Tuesday night going through the driver’s manual, reading the sections and doing the review questions! I am happy to say I passed the test with flying colors! A 97 percent! I never got 100s on tests anyway, so all is well.
Lessons learned:
1) The Illinois DMV isn’t as awful as I first thought it was.
2) Even after five days of seeing an Illinois license in my wallet, I still miss my Nebraska one.
3) I will always be a Nebraskan at heart!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Bored maybe?
Last weekend Kod and I had some fun finding sweet deals at stores like Dollar General and Big Lots. We've also now decided not to go grocery shopping anywhere but there and Aldi! Hasn't worked too well this week, but maybe in the future.
And Kod got his new wetsuit in the mail!
Now he's decked out for triathalons next summer!!
While there, we happened upon some hair dye, which Kod thought would go great in his dark brown locks ... and so began our Sunday afternoon adventure.
Preparations - plastic gloves, hair dye, tin foil
Letting it sit for 45 minutes!
The end product! (Kod let me do the back...I went a little crazy by accident!)
And Kod got his new wetsuit in the mail!
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