So attractive

August 11, 2010

So, I come from a pretty athletic family (I dunno about mom, but if  her punch is as heavy as her bark…she could have been a boxer!) and L is was a college tennis player.  I am the most athletic person to never be an athlete, but for some reason in the past (a long time ago, don’t worry) I dated lots of athletes.  College athletes, pro athletes (female sports), high school athletes.  For some reason that’s what I have always been attracted to.

When I found out L was a college tenniser, I was hooked.  She still beats the sauce out of me when we play.  I think that I am pretty good, but I really don’t know what I am doing out there.  I try to emulate her, and other pro tennis players and, I’m sure they’d be embarrassed by my emulations.

Well, last night we sat for about 40 minutes waiting for a tennis court.  After getting on we played for like 2 hours.  By the end we were both exhausted to say the very least.  We both played well, and we both worked so hard.

Then on the way home, while walking back, I realized that she was so happy.  She had fun.  I had fun.  We both were so tired and I had to get up early, and my knees were killing me, but it didn’t matter to us!  We were amazingly proud of each other!

I didn’t let her beat me, I tried so hard to win (she even secretly thinks I tried to cheat on the last point) but she pushed and beat me (as usual).  The best thing about us playing tennis is not the actual playing.  It’s seeing her “no quit” attitude.  It’s about seeing her fight to the end and getting angry at herself sometimes (even though it’s frustrating for me to watch). It’s about me playing so well that I make her even angrier! :)

Tennis is our way of challenging each other and proving to the other person, as well as ourselves, that we can and will overcome those challenges.

It’s all about us pushing each other and her doing all that she can to prove that she is worthy of all that she works for.  I don’t know if she knows it, but everyday she proves to me that she is the winner that I have always wished for.  She’s my little MVP!

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First supper

August 1, 2010

Here is the first home cooked mmeal by L in the new place!!! Yumm-O. Spaghetti and chicken meatballs!  pretty danged good!

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Here is the after photo!  (Notice the smileyface.  That was from my belly!)

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Quitting is not an option!

July 19, 2010

First, let’s make this about me.  So, before I was the aspiring blog writer and unemployed fiance (i’m fully booked in this department now), I was a certified conditioning specialist (a more hardcore personal trainer).  Yes I passed a pretty exhaustive online test to become one too!

When I used to train individuals, I trained everyone.  Old ladies, 10 year old kids.  I trained Division I athletes, pro athletes, high school all-americans.  Lawyers, doctors, stay at home moms, tv personalities, radio personalities, moms, dads, brothers, sisters.  Everyone!  I even trained three siblings, seperately because they couldn’t stand each other that much that their parents would rather pay me three times the amount, rather than have them bicker for an hour (I didn’t mind, and neither did my bank account!)

But even with all of the perks and excitement and enjoyment , I stopped doing it for a  few reasons, but one in particular.  I was sick of watching people quit on themselves. For people who say, “it’s your job to motivate them“, no.  My degree, and my certification had no questions about boosting motivation!

Now, I am no all-Met athlete, or push-up champion, or marathon athlete.  But I’m also not a quitter.  I hate quitting.  That is one thing that my father taught me that I’ll never forget.  He never let me quit anything.  He never let me quit a team, a game, a practice, a drill, a play.  He never let me quit.  One phrase that he taught me and I now live by is:

“If quitting is never an option, you have no choice but to succeed”

There was one time when I worked out with my friend who is on a US Olympic team, and she beat me in every drill.  It was probably 95 degrees outside, 100% humidity of course, on field turf (add 10 degrees), at high noon, and I was probably hungover.  I never felt more like crying, dying, puking, and quitting in my life.  But I didn’t.  She laughed at me, and I drank all the water in College Park that afternoon. Oh yeah, and that was only the 2nd hardest workout I’ve ever gone through.

Well, I grew up always having one rule.  Never quit.  The reward of success, will always outweigh the comfort of quitting.

On to why this is relevant to anything.  Yesterday, me and L worked out.  We played tennis (she whooped me like I was one of Bebe’s kids ).  After tennis we ran ten 100 yard sprints (maybe more like 120 yards).  We rested in between each one for about 3o seconds.  After 4 sprints, she said “I’m gonna throw up“.  Now, I know she’s not going to throw up.  I’ve (mostly unintentionally) made dozens of people throw up, and I have developed a good sensor of when people are going to throw up from working out.

We carry on with the work out.  She starts to hate me more and more with every sprint.  I keep my distance, but I am smiling behind her as she sprints away!    We get to 7 sprints and she is in complete agony and doesn’t want me even looking in her direction.  We (finally) get to 10 sprints and I know she is as close to punching me in the face as she ever has been, I am sure.

I look at her and the only thing I can think is “This is definitely the one for me”.  Its so indicative of our personalities and our relationships.  We both hate failing.  We hate looking like failures.  We hate being perceived as failures.  And we hate being failures.  With everything we have within us both, we will always push each other to succeed.

With G and L, quitting is never an option!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B%C3%A9b%C3%A9%27s_Kids

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Another reason to get married: Healthy eating

July 4, 2010

L went home for two days and came back the apartment to find a few surprises on the coffee table. There’s something about having a GF or wife that makes you eat a little healthier.  I think women in general eat healthier than men do. It became evident while she was gone, that I was eating pretty well around and I was saving money doing so too!

While L was out, here’s what I ate:

  • Gummy bears (two bags)
  • 25 buffalo wings (gave me diarrhea)
  • Bought breakfast and lunch from Dr. Kims (my work cafe)
  • Sushi (I didn’t really eat it, but I mentally bought it)
  • About 4 energy drinks

When L is here, I eat so well and deliciously!  Salad!  Cereal for breakfast!  mm!!  Fish (omega-3s baby!). Sushi, veggies.  Lots and lots of veggies.  Which is key.  We don’t eat fast food together.  It’s delicious, but it’s unhealthy.  I don’t really know what I’m saying, but I’m definitely keeping this girl around because she keeps my fit and she keeps me healthy.  You should try it for yourself one day!

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I want a wedding dress too!

June 30, 2010

Hmm, something (unfair) I just realized.  Men don’t get the entire excitement that comes with a wedding.  A third of that experience is missing for us! (just hear me out women)

Outside of the eternal promise and the religious reasons (which are very important aspects), the third reason women dream about getting married is the dress.  There’s even that show about Kleinfeld’s in NYC where people come from all over to find their dress (L made me watch it once….ok, a million times!).

They find their dress and they ask “is this the one?!” or “say yes to the dress” and they cry and jump up and down and the mothers sits in the chair trying not to pass out from pride, and the father tries not to pass out from boredom (or the price).

Guys don’t get that.  We don’t go with our best man and hug it out and get teary eyed when we finally put on our rented tux.  This is not fair!  We get jipped!  We miss a third of the excitement of getting married!

This is why I am starting a new revolution!  MEN NEED THEIR WEDDING DRESS.

Dudes need to find something that we can get excited about, and that we can all share in the excitement of finding, nd having!  Actually,  I may have found the perfect item to compete with the wedding dress.

THE HDTV!
*angels singing and unicorns flying in V formation*

Here’s the plan.  Whatever price, the woman pays for the wedding dress, the man should be able to get an HDTV for the same price.  We need something that our friends see and say “omg! that is beautiful!  Look at that!  It’s perfect.“  Something that would make me cry when I first saw it.  There is only one thing with the power to make me do that, and that is a 52″ flat screen LCD 1080p HDTV (*Tim “the Toolman” Taylor grunt!*).

I can’t even imagine what my XBOX360 would look like on that thing!  Remember when your grandma would say “don’t sit so close to the TV, you’ll go blind“?  Well I want a big enough and bright enough TV that there is no such thing as a safe distance. I want people to feel that when they are in front of my TV, they are risking their lives to enjoy this moment!

I want my HDTV to be an experience for all!   I want to make people jealous that they can’t wear my TV.  Ladies, trust me.  Once your boyfriend sees my future HDTV, they’ll be falling to their knees, begging to get married!

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Its not about Me, its about me

June 26, 2010

Another reason to get married:  Free extra shrimp

Yesterday my family went out to dinner for my sister’s birthday. We picked one of our favorite spots, Bonefish Grill (home of the bang bang shrimp!) L and I got shrimp and scallops and some stuffed tuna or something (like Oprah would say, AH-mazing). L noticed that they may have been a little undercooked but I said they were OK and Continued eating. But after she said something, I thought maybe she was right.

Towards the end of dinner, the manager came by and asked if we enjoyed our meals and if everything was alright.

“Everything was gr…“
“Actually, I don’t think the shrimp were fully cooked,” L leaned across me and declared. She was probably right in saying something (as always) but I was just going to let it slide. Because I was OK with the shrimp that I had eaten.  Obviously it wasn’t about me though.

“We don’t need another food poisoning night,” she said. I kind-of liked the back rubs from the last episode though!

The manager came back with a fresh plate of well cooked shrimp.

“Now, you can enjoy your shrimp“, she said.

I realized it wasn’t about Me, it was about me.

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Vom.com! Another reason to get married

June 23, 2010

Chicks have guys to hold their hair back. But what do guys have when we are bald and vomiting uncontrollably at 3am? I found out this weekend. A soothing backrub!

Sunday was L’s brother’s wedding in Yosemite Park in California (thought it was in Utah 3 months ago). It was absolutely amazing (more on this in a later post). One of the adventures of the wedding was a bus ride from 5000 feet to the second highest peak in the park at about 7000 ft I would say (wild guesses obviously). Then promptly down to the valley of the mountain for scrumptious food and delicious drinks. 3 hours later we hightailed it back up to 5000 feet.

Somewhere along this journey, my stomach put its foot down and decided that it wasn’t going to do anymore work. So there sat wine, champagne, gin, tequila (what a troublemaker), crab stuffed mushrooms, chive crusted halibut (OMG so good!), shrimp, prosciutto, and teriyaki beef. All of these characters stood in the middle of my stomach’s wrestling ring. Jawing at each other like rick flair and sting back in ’88 (whoo!)

Then someone made a wrong move and the royal rumble began with a chop to the throat. At about 1am I felt the first few stomach somersaults off of the top rope and knew something was up. I sat up in the bed and looked at L.
“I think I’m going to throw up“

I took off down the stairs just as the royal rumble reached its peak. A few minutes (and a few flushes) later, the match was over. I definitely didn’t feel like a winner.

I trekked back upstairs after hitting every nook and cranny of my mouth with some listeriiiiiine only to find L dead asleep. I (apparently layed isn’t a word, but that’s what I did.  Maybe I lied) layed lied and for exactly 70 minutes. DING, round two. Full sprint back downstairs!

Flush.  Spit. Flush. Listeriiiiiiiiiiiine. Rinse. Back to bed.

70 minutes later round three!

Sprint. Slide on knees to toilet. Dry heave. Flush. Spit. Flush. Listriiiiiiiiine. Rinse. Back to bed.

I wake up again 60 minutes later with a false alarm (the fear was very real though!) And when I climb back into bed L says “Are you OK?“
“I keep throwing up“

She jumps up and goes down to get me Advil because I’m freezing cold and we think I have a fever. I take two pills and two sips of water….and….

Round four!!

I come out of the bathroom to L’s mom (a nurse) who gives me the once over an determines its most likely food poisoning (roofies would have been a cooler story). I slump back upstairs knowing that I have a 5 hour car ride and a 2 hr flight to Arizona (yes the 108 degree Arizona) in less than 3 hours.

I lie down feeling miserable and suddenly I feel L rubbing my back. She rubbed my  (sappy, I know). My stomach hurt still but the pain was bearable. My lovely fiancee had rubbed my illness away.

That in of itself is a great reason to get married. If you can lock down a woman that can stop vomiting with her bare hands, you take that everytime!

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Joint accounts aka authorized theft

June 9, 2010

“Hey babe“
“Hey!“
“What’s up?“
“Can we talk wedding stuff real quick?“

That’s how last nights conversation started off.  I started laughing because even though she asked me, I knew it wasn’t really a question.  It was about as rhetorical as it could possibly be.

I can’t really say that the wedding stuff has taken over my life, because, it hasn’t.  I have so many other things going on right now, I haven’t had much time to really think about the wedding much (don’t tell L!)

Luckily for me, one of my favorite childhood shows (Martin!) has been showing episodes from when he and Gina got engaged and were getting married.  Yesterday they had an episode where they decided to get a joint account together and then Martin bought big screen TV with the money (Hoshitoshi 2000!)

So the episode ends basically with them not trusting each other and wanting to keep their money separate.  I know it’s just a TV show, but is it true!?  I think recently I asked L if we should get a joint account and she goes “account? what kind of account“  SHE KNEW WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT!

I always said when I was younger that I’d just give my wife the money and let her give me an allowance (young and dumb, I know).  That was when I was making burnt cheese for a paycheck (you know how when you burn cheese you try to scrape it off the plate/utensil/tray)

Now I am bringing home the bacon and I am hesitant to hand over that heavy check (I’m really making more like bacon bits, but that’s still good. My brother once ate bacon bits until he got sick ).  I don’t want to get an allowance when she is working with the whole shabang.  I mean, does one person give themselves an allowance and then dish out leftovers to the other?  Like a stipend?

I mean, I learned a lot from Martin Payne.  He had one of the best proposals ever on TV (Brian McKnight singing one of my favorite songs ever).  He taught me how to “get my boogie on“.  He taught me how to be a funny little guy (when I was little).  But I sure didn’t learn how to share funds!   I might have to take a cash for couples class or something.

I think these feelings all started because I bought L some new jeans two weeks ago for like 80$ (don’t worry, I told her and the sales lady all about Marshall‘s and TJ Maxx and what a sales racks is as I was paying), and L lost weight and doesn’t fit into them already (You go girl!)

Maybe the sequel to cash for couples could be coupons for couples. Actually, I could teach this class.  All I need is a catchy name!

Keep your Kash.

Keep a Sekret akkount.

Secret stash in case you need to dash.

Joint account? what’s that about?

What’s mine is yours, except for my 401k.

101 hiding places for your cash. (I could start this one today!)



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Reasons to get married: Best friends become better friends

June 6, 2010

So, last night me and L went to the house of two of my best friends.  These two people who we will can Moa and Doa, have been my friends for nearly ten years.  Doa was one of the first people I ever met in college (thanks to video games) and Moa became a great friend because of an ex-girlfriend.

Well in the past year or so, we have all grown to become even closer and we all get along very well as a foursome.  Moa and L talk on a regular basis (and plan dates) and over the past two years Doa and I have gotten really close too (no thanks to him being a Cowboys fan and I a Redskins fan).

Back to last night, we all decided to have a taco night and hang out and have a good time.  We watched Madmen (great show) and played X Box and talked about the wedding and our futures (ultra boring stuff really).  Moa and Doa were recently married and are coming up on their one year anniversary in August and we will celebrate!

The main thing I noticed today and last night when we were hanging out is that these are friends for life!  I have a lot of friends that I know will be great friends and we will be close, but when you get into a relationship and a serious one at that, we tend to find out fast who our lifelong friends will be.

We suddenly stop spending time with certain people (not because we want to!) and we start hanging out with certain other people.  It’s just a natural growth that occurs.

I have many close friends that are at different stages in their lives.  And through this whole process, we have also grown closer as friends. And we all have different friendships.

The reason I am saying all of this is because two years ago, I did what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it.  I hung out with whoever I wanted to, and I talked to whoever I wanted to.  I didn’t really care about very much dealing with the future.

Now, I have grown closer with people that I know I want to keep around as a part of our life.  I do what’s best for me and L. And I can’t help but think more about who I want my kids to be able to call Uncle and Aunt (even though they aren’t really uncles and aunts).

I think they call this growing up.  I think it is a beautiful part of life.  I am grateful that I don’t have to be the irresponsible G that I was at one point.  The life I dreaded and could never imagine living, is now the life I look forward to.

I”m not really sure what motive of this post is, but I think it is something that I just realized.  Something that I am proud of.  Something that I am excited about.  I love my friends, I love my family, I love my fiancée.  I’m only 27.

The best is yet to come!

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Another reason to get married … “Let’s clean”

June 3, 2010

I was sitting at the table relaxing and having breakfast when L comes in and cuts the TV off (???) and says “let’s clean“

I’ve never wanted to choke on Corn Pops (highly underrated cereal btw!) before but for that moment I swear I felt my throat tighten. I actually thought for a second about running out of the house. But I wasn’t dressed properly (sweatpants and 100 humidity don’t mix).

I wasn’t given instructions on what to clean exactly so I kind of wandered about for ten minutes and attempted to look busy. then I decided to vacuum (always a safe option). I also knew the kitchen was off limits, because that’s where L was.

Towards the end of my vacuum session, L comes over to help (or atleast that’s what she would call it). Now, I am not sure of everyone elses definition of help, but mine is to aid in some productive way. L’s version of help is to completely takeover!  At one point after I told her I was going to go around and vacuum around the floorboards, I see her on her hands and knees pulling crap out with her bare hands! (no gloves!)

I believe L said “get that stuff over here” and instead of pointing she grabs the vacuum and moves it to that area. I greeted that move with a loud “hey!“.  She reluctantly let go.

Not even 2 minutes later, she grabs he vacuum again! “Hey! I got this” I tell her! “But, I wanna try.”

Suddenly she is three years old again and vacuuming is the roller-coaster of cleaning. So I give up control of the vacuum and assume (my first mistake) I am done here and mentally check out of the cleaning world.

A minute later, “Ok, I’m done“. L turns the vacuum off and goes and sits down. I guess I am back on the starting lineup. That was quick.

So…in two. Hours, I vacuumed the living room floor(that’s it). Probably 200 square feet of carpet. She, cleaned the bathroom (I still don’t know why there was dog hair caked on the walls, sorry L, I will file a report and start an investigation). Cleaned the kitchen (which is quite a task!) and did half of my job for me!

Then she tops off the cleaning session with, “when we get our own place, we will be cleaning way more often” (there’s that tightening in the throat again)

Something tells me my act of incompetency in the cleaning department won’t be tolerated for much longer.

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