Reasons Not to Hate My Husband

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I want to punch my husband in the head a lot. I'm pretty sure I have even told him I was going to do so on more than one occasion. It's a true story.

I do, however, have many reasons to NOT punch my husband in the head and I like to try and focus on those things instead. Ok...starting today I would like to try and focus on those things instead. Happy now, Zachary? I can see him laughing from here when he reads that. Hardy har har.

Anyway, being married or in a relationship, period, is hard. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't and often times it just sucks. It's so easy to focus on what someone is doing to piss you off instead of what they are doing to keep you happy and that never results in anything good. I find it way easier to yell at my husband than to give him a hug and play nice sometimes and that's not cool. There are many, many reasons that I love the guy and those reasons keep me from doing bodily harm against him when he infuriates me. I'm reminded why I fell in love with him and he stays safe. It's a win, win!!!!

So today, I share reasons to love and not hate. Here goes: 


-He kisses me before I brush my teeth in the morning. Ok, it's gross but it's love.
-He says he's sorry and he says it WAY more than I do. Sorry:(
-He turns on the TV for me so I can sleep at night even though he mumbles about it under his breath.
-He holds my hand when I don't expect it.
-He drives me to work in bad weather because he knows I'm scared. Aaaaaand because he knows I'm more likely to crash the car.
-He lets me watch all my "lame" shows even though he bitches about it.

-He sings to me. Ok it's usually a song unrelated to love and unrelated to me and he sings it loud and crazy ,but he sings.

-He dealt with me being an absolute nutcase while pregnant. No, really...NUT....CASE.

-He watched me push out a human and talked me through every minute.

-He holds back my hair if I'm going to vom.

-He makes sure I don't wear an ugly outfit.

-He surprises me with beer. Oh, and flowers. :)

-He wakes me up to tell me I'm snoring and scaring the neighborhood children.

-He knows better than to ask me what I want for dinner more than twice.

-He always serves me my food first and usually a huge helping 'cuz I likes to eat!

-He always makes me laugh even when I want to throw numb chucks at his groin.

-He lets me hold the remote. Not always, mind you, but it happens.

-He accepts the other love in my life which is napping. I friggin love naps! Oh, and Channing Tatum. 

-He tolerates my inability to understand certain movie plots which leads me to say , " I don't get it."

-He gets up with my son when he knows I want to sleep till at least 8 o'clock.

-He painted my toenails when I was too pregnant to bend over. 

-He buys me tampons.

-He acts totally stupid with me, especially when a sweet jam comes on the radio.

-He reads my blog ( tee he hee).

-He cares about my dreams, even the outlandish ones like becoming a famous singer or actress;).

-He tells me I can when I say I can't. 

-He never gives up on me:):):)

-He always, always says "I love you" even when I know he wants to secretly kill me but he doesn't try because spouses are always the number one suspect. Awww, thanks, honey!

There's a ton of reasons not to hate my husband and those are just some of the fun ones:). The main reason, honestly, is because he puts me before himself without question and that isn't always easy to do. I'm a lot to handle when I get pissy and full of worry so I should probably be nicer sometimes.

 

So, ladies, when you want to hate your husband, try a little harder to remind yourself why you don't. :)

  

8 Reasons I'm still in my 20's

I don't understand why soooooo much emphasis has to be put on being ' in our twenties'. Can't we ALWAYS be young? Why is that the only age bracket where certain things are acceptable and when certain things need to cease?

I mean, I get it. I'm 30 and I totally think about the energy and smaller amount of wrinkles I had when I was 20. And sometimes I cry. No, I'm just kidding. But really, when I get through crying though, I completely relish in the fact I'm alive and I'm still the same old me just refined.  Yeah-refined, I said it. You can stop laughing now.

Aside from physicalities and some life changes, I really am pretty much the same person I was throughout my roarin' twenties. I've decided to include some examples of how I am totally able to still be young and vibrant. Check it:

1.  I still jam out to the same old hip hop music and head bob like I'm a friggin' boss. Course, my neck gets a little stiff rather quickly now, but whatevs.

2. I can  still dance wherever there's music while clearly yelling, " this is my jammmmm!" to pretty much every single song that comes on. In the living room.

3. I can slap on a pair of stripper heels and walk with the same confidence I could at 22. My recent back surgery makes that walk a ltttle slower but come on, ladies, I mean who would let that stop us, am I right?? Aaaaaand I just ankle rolled and landed on my a$$. Ouch.

4. I am totes mah goats down with all the supa fly lingo I was ten years ago AND am hip to all the new slang and mustaches! Dude, what is UP with the mustaches???

5. I can still fit into the same pair of jeans I wore in high school. Take that , haters! I mean being able to get them up to my knees totally counts. Winning!

6. My makeup tactics are perfected and still greatly enhance my features. It's true, I can use concealer, foundation and powder and totally still see my crow's feet. Talk about beauty enhancement. Sexy.

7.  I still get carded for alcohol. Mmm hmm, still look 21, I guess. Just because I have the ID out of my wallet, out on the counter and I make eye contact with the clerk then look down at my ID then back at them again doesn't prompt them to check it out of obligation.  Nope, still lookin' barely legal.....

8. Staying up late is still my forte. Yup, ready to party all night long. Oh you wanna meet up at 10? Yeah, that's cool I'll be there . I just gotta eat dinner, take a shower, feed the baby, put the baby to bed, pick out a hot outfit, have 4 cups of coffee, drink some Red Bull...yeah we're gonna have to reschedule.

Ok, ok so I'm not in my twenties anymore. Clearly. But who cares? Ok it does suck a little,  but really it's not that big of a deal. We just tend to obsess over youth because society says we're not able to do things past a certain age. Bull, I say.  Bull.
Life changes as we get older and it's inevitable. My main thing is, if we live young within reason then being 21, 26, or " staying 29" aren't things that we need to feel alive. We can still look good, have fun, and kick it like we always have just with a bit more flava now. There's no law that says we have to stop listening to hip hop or rock music, heading out on the town or that we have to stop dancing. We can  still sign up for a 5k race, zip line through the trees or whatever other adventure sounds good as we age. It's all about modifying our lives appropriately and considering our loved ones along the way. I don't know about you, but if I lived my life quite the same way I lived my life at 21, I certainly wouldn't have the life I live now. So live young, people, your twenties is certainly not the only place your allowed to do so.
Xoxo,
Lauren