Frasier: I would like to nominate as the stupidest creature on earth: the one who awakens each day to drive through gridlocked traffic, to sit in a window less office breathing recirculated air, then returns home and collapses into a stupor, only to do the same damn thing all over again every day until he dies.

Norm: Looking forward to that vacation, hey Frase?

Frasier: You bet. We’re going to Maui. -Cheers

Here’s the long overdue recap of my second year going to Carmel with Match and his parents.

We had such a great time. We walked every day, and most importantly Match and I spent quality time together. We kicked back, we read, we explored, we vacationed.

Doesn’t this rock look like a heart?

We ended almost every night with chocolate, a little drink, and dominoes. We’re such 60 year olds!

One of the days we decided to explore Monterey a little bit. We hit up an outdoor mall to look for a dress for me for the reception dinner Future MIL is hosting for us to meet the out of town guests the night before the wedding.

Here’s the dress I found-isn’t it adorable? And with a gift card I’ve had forever and a huge sale the store was having, I bought my brand new dress for a whopping $13.45! Such a steal.

After my amazing shopping find we were famished. We stumbled across a sushi restaurant that advertised $5.99 lunches. We were skeptical but thought we’d give it a try.

Not only was the Teriyaki chicken lunch $5.99 but all of the sushi rolls were half price. It was some of the best sushi I’ve ever had, and that’s saying a lot. My mouth is watering just looking at the picture. I can’t wait to go back!

We also explored Cannery Row and did the little touristy thing.

Here I got proof of my talents on an old school kissing machine.

Match practicing for his sheriff job. You can’t see it but he’s totally making the same face as the statue.

I think my favorite night was our last night there. We built a bonfire and sipped Irish Coffees.

Match’s parents and their pup on one side, me, Match and Monkey on the other. It was so relaxing listening to the waves and watching the fire. It was the perfect end to a wonderful vacation. Just think-next year Match and I will be there as husband and wife.

Maryann: [catching Bill and Sookie] What are you doing in my house?

Sookie: This is ‘not’ your house!

Maryann: It is now.

Bill: I strongly suggest you remove yourself immediately!

Maryann: My! You found yourself quite a specimen. Though I dare say there’s nothing stopping him from one day leaving you cold.

Sookie: You don’t scare me. -True Blood

It has come to my attention in a recent comment that there is at least one person out there who knows about me and my friends in real life. I’m deeply saddened about this because that individual did not choose to tell me who they were, but made sure I knew they knew exactly who I am, and who all my friends are that I blog about. The comment wasn’t in any way offensive, but I do believe it was meant to get a rise out of me. They knew all of my friends’ initials and whose nicknames belonged to whom.

I just want it to be known that this blog was meant to be my diary. I want to be able to blog freely and without censoring myself. To that individual or to any other readers out there who may know me personally, read at your risk and I do value my privacy. I know that sounds ironic since this is on the world wide web, but if I wanted people to know who I was, I would use my real name. I love this blog and I love the friendships I’ve developed with my readers. I don’t write maliciously but this is also a safe place for me to be able to vent. I feel slightly violated and I feel like I may never be able to write freely again. This breaks my heart because I have so many amazing blogger friends and I feel that this blog has helped me grow in so many ways.

I will continue this blog, but right now I am feeling really creeped out and sad. I don’t want any of my friends to read this blog and take my words the wrong way. Whenever I have written about my friends in any negative or venting context, the problem has been addressed with them personally beforehand or shortly after writing out my feelings. Anyone who really knows me and some of you readers even, know that I am a straight shooter and I say what I think, blog or no blog. I don’t use this blog to hide, but I do like maintaining my privacy and the privacy of my friends. I just hope I can continue to do that in the future.

Cop: Okay, so since umm, you’re not going to jail tonight I was wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me?
Phoebe: Me?!
Cop: Yeah. Ever since you flashed my badge at me, I kinda can’t stop thinking about you. You’re the prettiest, fake undercover whore I’ve ever seen.
-Friends

So I know I still haven’t recapped Carmel but the exciting news of Match’s new job trumps that post. So yesterday morning I waited nervously to hear about Match’s final interview. I didn’t hear my phone ring and I was devastated that I couldn’t talk to him when he called. But hearing the message, “Sweetie, I was HIRED!!” was almost as good. I saved it and played it over and over again until he got to my office so I could hug him and hear about it. I was jumping up and down and couldn’t stop smiling.

After work I met Match up at his parent’s house for dinner to celebrate in style. We toasted with some tasty champagne and got to hear all the details about his final job interview with the sheriff’s department.

Oh and  I stand corrected. Apparently we’re to call him Deputy once he’s out of the academy, not officer. So this was a big goof on my part:

Match appreciated the gesture anyways! He’s such a stickler for the rules. I guess that’s why he’ll make such a great deputy huh?

I kept getting teary eyed and emotional over dinner. I am just so proud of him and I feel like this is the start of something really big for us. We’ll be moving to a town about an hour from where we live now and it’s a brand new town for the both of us. We’re going to start our married life off with two good careers (even if mine is a snooze fest at times, it still pays well and they take care of me) and hopefully we’ll be able to buy a house soon! I feel like such a grown up.

I know we’ll have our share of bumps ahead and being the wife of a deputy is not going to be easy, but I’m ready. Because it’s Match, and it’s us.