Lily, I love you. But asking someone to come see your play is like asking for a ride to the airport, or to crash on someone’s couch or to help you move. Call a cab, book a room, hire some movers and repeat after me, friends don’t let friends come see their crappy play! -Barney, How I Met Your Mother

With the ever fabulous duo: Impulsive Addict and Seriously Shawn.

-I officially got the keys to our home yesterday! Woohoo!!

-I scheduled this post because my internet is off at the old place. Here’s hoping that the Comcast modem gets here quick!

-The first thing I did at the new place was attack the months of dirt and cobwebs that had accumulated. My kitchen doesn’t seem nearly as dark now that the dirt’s gone!

-The movers should be here by 8:30 this morning. My first time using movers and I’m pretty excited about it. It’s going to be so weird not helping, but also awesome.

-I’m going to be in an unpacking frenzy this week. I can’t wait to put our personal touches on everything.

-Hope you’re all having a great week. Can you believe it’s already mid November? Where the heck did the time go?!

It’s none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.-Ernest Hemingway

Jordan: [to Ted] So, sweat-stain, how are things with your girlfriend now that you’re roomies?
Ted: Oh, we’re having sex like crazy.
[Everyone at the table gags]
Ted: Why do you react that way when you picture me having sex?
Dr. Kelso: Well, you try it!
Ted: [thinks, makes a horrified face] OH MY GOD!
Dr. Kelso: Not a pretty picture, is it? -Scrubs

Miranda was a huge fan of the Yankees. I was a huge fan of being anywhere you could smoke and drink at two in the afternoon without judgment. -Carrie, Sex and the City

George: It’s more like a full-body dry heave set to music.-Seinfeld

I confess…

That I had trouble sleeping last night because I was so excited for Match. I felt like a kid the night before a trip to Disneyland. I’m too excited to sleep! Remember that adorable commercial?

I confess…

That I think it’s ridiculous that Match graduates on April Fool’s Day. I can’t help thinking in the back of my mind that the Sheriff Department is going to grab back his badge and yell “April Fool’s” and everyone will laugh.

I confess…

That my tarantula legs are finally smooth as butter. All ready for my day of dressing up. I’m wearing not one cute dress, but TWO! I just hope my hair and makeup cooperates for pictures.

I confess…

That this graduation was a long time coming. Match has been through so many ups and downs with jobs in the past. This career is finally something that he loves.

I confess…

That I can’t wait to strut my stuff on the dance floor with Sassy Girl and Good Girl. Even though I’ll probably look like Elaine from Seinfeld on the dance floor I’m still excited.

I confess…

That I have never been more attracted, proud or in love with my husband, except maybe on our wedding day. 6 months of being yelled at by RTOs, writing papers every night, doing countless pushups, pullups, supermans (combo of pushups, situps and jumping jacks, ugh!), stressing out, crazy high stress scenarios, gun shooting, testing, did I mention the pushups?

He has lost weight, gained confidence, lost confidence when he failed at test, and then gained it right back when he passed the retake with flying colors. He has made not friends but brothers and sisters with his co-recruits, memorized 10 codes, laws, passed rigorous tests, and still made time for me and our relationship. He is amazing. And I could not be more proud of him and that fact that he is my deputy, my husband, my Match.