Looking back, it feels like forever ago Rodrigo and I walked in and had our 15 minute civil marriage ceremony. A lot has happened in the past year. We have managed to finally get to the US together, Rodrigo has met my family and has lived my Minnesota country girl life. Friends have come and gone, but Ro and I have stood together. I had higher expectations for today, but like anything that I think is a big deal and deserves flowers and showers of spoiling love, Rodrigo finds unnecessary. Don't think badly of him, he just thinks that no matter how happy it would make me, spending money on something that isn't going to last longer than a week or two is, well a waste. So what does that mean for me?? No flowers. No chocolate. And usually no presents. I have an opinion myself about this, I think it is stupid. I think I should get flowers on our anniversary, I think I should get presents on my birthday and Christmas. But as much as I want them I know that Ro probably will not get me any of such no matter how much I hint and how much he finds another excuse and I easily find a way around that excuse. For example, Rodrigo couldn't buy me flowers because I am always with him and since we just have the car, I have to go with him. Well, we live with my family, my brother drives into town everyday for college, he could easily pick up something for Ro. Ro can't do that because he is scared to ask and thinks its stupid to ask. My mom goes to town to work everyday. But of course he can't ask her either because he is scared. So I guess I hoped for the last week that he would surprise me only to get let down.....again. Anyways. I am over that. He didn't do anything for me and it made me mad so I in turn decided that I didn't want to take him out to eat. My plan. So the whole day was a mess of me being bitter and him ignoring me.
Continuing on with life, I have been having a hard time lately. I just can't put my mind around being away from Rodrigo again and as much as I want to think that September 22nd is far away, we really only have 2 free weekends left and no money to do anything during the weeks. I am trying to plan out my life away from Ro by starting lots of time consuming projects. I have a whole Rubbermaid tote filled with what used to be jeans, but I have now cut all the seams and buttons, zippers, and whatnots out of. I am planning on making a nice big warm jean quilt. I also found some fleece to make Zoe some warm sweaters for the winter and to make Evalie some cute pink mittens and a hat. Speaking of Zoe, last night she got into a pile of prickers....I don't know the technical name for them, but I have been calling them prickers since I was 3 feet tall so we'll go with that. Anyways, Zoe's pretty Yorkie hair and prickers do not get along. So we had major problems. So I got out the good old Wahl pet grooming clippers and went to town. And beyond. I have come to the conclusion that it is a very good thing that I am not a dog groomer. Zoe's face looks like a Scottie's face, she has a mane because she wouldn't let me clip it, her front left leg is COMPLETELY buzzed, her back left leg is buzzed down to the foot so there's a nice big poof, and her right legs are both furry and nothing clipped off. I think I better just take a pic and put it up. Projects....apples. We have a beautiful crop of apples this year which is good because I love apples, but lots of work!! Frozen apple pie, apple pie in a jar, applesauce, and apple butter all canned and stored away in the garage for now. I baked apple pie all day yesterday, made apple bars today, and I have to make apple muffins tomorrow for my parents to take on their Labor Day get away. Speaking of. I have NO idea what the heck Labor day is. I understand that it is a holiday and it has always been in my mind, the day before school starts so I don't know how to explain it to Ro. Along with all the sewing and cooking projects going on, I have gone through all of my belongings and now have them priced and ready for a garage sale. Fun fun. Well I'm tired and I have a feeling I will be woken by a screaming angel in the morning. For anyone looking for an inspiring book, I have come across an old favorite of mine, Things Trees Know by Douglas Wood.
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