There's no "I" in "WE"

I know that all couples use the “We” word a lot:

“How are you?”
“Oh, we’re fine.”

“What are you doing this weekend?”
“We’re catching up on all of the episodes of Keeping Up With the Kardashians we've missed.”

“You look great!”
“Thanks!  We went on a diet and lost 15 pounds! We didn't even have to try very hard!”

And so on and so forth.  It seems to be a normal evolution of coupledom and I get that.  But lately husband has started to use “We” in a particularly annoying way.

Did we pick up the dry cleaning?
Did we call the cable company and beg them to extend our DVR package?
Did we pay the rent yet?
Did we go to the grocery store and buy enough yogurt and granola for a small army?
Did we buy wedding/birthday/Christmas presents for every single person in the entire family? 

Basically every time he asks if we did something, he’s really asking if I did it.  I usually don’t let it get to me but at times it just makes me crazy.  And As the Christmas frenzy gets even closer and my to-do list grows ever longer, whenever my husband asks me if we did something, I feel like tossing that to-do list at him and seeing how much of it gets done.  My prediction if I do that?  We will both be home from work next week with black eyes and food poisoning.

I don't want to brag or anything but...

I've been a deadbeat. Let me make it up to you.

My grad school professors have spent the past year telling us that our lives would feel overwhelming when we began our practicums in May. Obviously I didn't listen.

I've become a deadbeat at updating this blog but here are some updates from the last, very overwhelming, months:

The 5th Annual White Family Jell-O Competition (more to come on this...I promise!)

I got to stand up next to my beautiful friend, Erika, while she married her love. 

Things at work have been filled with lots of late nights, boxes and grant writing. I'm missing the days when I had a summer vacation! 

And, per usual, I've been eating lots of yummy food at restaurants I'd been meaning to try in Kansas City and trying to maintain my sanity. My husband is finally home from a 34598475932742034823 day business trip and we're planning to go camping over this holiday weekend. Camping is not usually my "thing" but I've gotten adventurous in my old age. 

One last thing- we have booked a scuba diving trip to the Caribbean in late August. We bought scuba diving lessons in the silent auction at the recent Leukemia Society Ball  and have now booked our first reef dive! See, I'm adventurous!

Jell-O Brain Freeze

Since I am the family's reigning Jell-o Champion Extraordinaire, I am really feeling the pressure leading up to this year's event. The family jell-o competition is only 3 weeks away and I have still not settled on a idea or a costume. Help! 

After today it is clear that I would not stand a chance in a duel

Over the weekend I coordinated/hosted a leadership retreat for 60 middle school girls that involved camping out in the woods. It was an exhausting, frustrating, motivating, joyful experience. We spent a great deal of time talking about toxic friends, stereotypes and female bullying. I am all to familiar with the fact that these things do not go away just because you graduate from college and wear on big girl panties.

Then my husband FINALLY came home. He traveled for most of the month of March and I'm sure that people in my life where beginning to wonder if he was an imaginary husband. We've been making up for lost time by having random date nights. Last night I beat him at scrabble because of my 37 point word: MILF. We are clearly not mature enough to have children.

Tonight we did a little of this....

 

I am hopeful that my hearing will come back eventually. Right now all I hear is a faint ringing.

How true this is

Via Pintrest 

I want comission for this show

HBO may or may not have secret cameras in my apartment because it appears that their new show Girls is based off of my life. Here is the trailer....