A Shout Out to My Hubby!

When I got married, my mother-in-law said to me that I found "one in a million" in my husband. Of course, she is rightly-so biased, but I think she's wrong. I found my "one in a trillion." My husband is the most funny, smart, thoughtful, and considerate gentleman I have ever known. He is also the best daddy to our little girl (and soon to be baby boy), and he's handsome to boot! I am reminded how special my guy is from time to time, especially when I'm at the gym. Without fail, there is always a guy or two who coughs in your direction, doesn't wipe off the equipment even though there are signs posted everywhere that says to do it, and will drop weights with a bang without considering others' peace and quiet all the while acting entitled. In the end, I am just glad to do my one-hour of cardio, get out of there, and come home to my favorite fella!

Portland, The Perfect Little City

Top 10 Reasons Why I Love Portland, Oregon:

10. It's so green (and lush and pretty)!

9. Oregonians are such nice, friendly people.

8. There's no sales tax. Let me repeat: there's no sales tax.

7. It's big enough that you're not running into the same folks over and over again. But if you tend the frequent the same places, you will start to see some "familiar" faces.

6. The quality of life and cost of living is so much better here, than say, the Bay Area.

5. Driving anywhere that takes more than 25 minutes is now considered "far."

4. I feel like I have a special connection to fellow minorities because there are so few of us.

3. When there's a new cashier at our local grocery store, we notice RIGHT AWAY.

2. Portland is situated equally between the beach and the mountains. Not that we go often, but you know, we could.

1. A tight-knit community - a place we call home!

Guilty As Charged

One of the things I am often being accused of is that of being a "chocolate collector." Mainly, this includes buying hoards of chocolates and not eating them. This particular habit of mine drives my husband crazy, because he purposely avoids keeping snacks and other treats in the house so he wouldn't be tempted to eat them. Funnily enough, this also drives me crazy because whatever it is that I am craving for at that moment is usually missing (i.e. eaten).

Our circumstance reminds me of what Daisy Buchanan of The Great Gatsby once said to Nick Carraway, and that is, you're not a bad driver until you meet another bad driver (paraphrased). Similarly, I wouldn't be a "chocolate collector" if I didn't live with someone who was a "chocolate eater," right? You see, the reason why I keep a variety of chocolates and sweets around is that I never know what I might be in the mood for. Like someone who's preparing for the next natural disaster, I am gearing up for my next "chocolate crisis."

Query

Someone I barely knew from my graduating social work class told me of his trip to India, and how he witnessed children, half-naked on the streets, who were just so happy, smiley, and giddy playing around in puddles of oil. Yet, American children are so dissatisfied with everything - even brand new toys - and have an insatiable want for more in quest of finding an evanescent happiness.

I haven't thought about that statement in a while, and maybe it's because I've been reading a Buddhism book, or maybe it's because I now have my own child, that I am reminded of all the new and shiny things we buy for her. Is all that materialism necessary? It's hard not to want things, especially if the Joneses have it. And in our society, success is measured by quantity, not quality, and it's also hard not to fall prey into that materialistic way of thinking (I want, I want, I want!) Still, you have to admit, after getting what you wanted, it's never enough, is it? There's always something else that you want and there remains a deep and unsatisfied hollow within us.

How shall we fill that emptiness? With love? With hope? With peace? With spirituality? With God? And no one knows the answer to that question better than yourself. But the problem is, what if you don't know? We can't all become Buddhist monks and abandon our families and material possessions. What shall you do in the meantime? Continue our search? For what? I don't have the answers to these questions, and I'm sorry to put you through this mental gymnastics, blog-readers, I'm only following one of Buddha's eightfold paths.

Old Habits Die Hard

A family friend of ours came over for dinner the other day and inquired about our quarter jar, which is an old mayonnaise jar filled with quarters that sits on our fireplace mantle. Since we have a washer and dryer in our apartment, there was no clear reason why we had a quarter jar. I say it is for Nicole's college fund, but really, it's an old habit of mine from almost a decade of using coin operated laundromats.

Let's see...this includes 4 years of college (when I lived in Germany they used tokens, but still the same idea), 2 years of graduate school, and even when I bought my condo, the complex shared laundry facilities using quarters (that's another 2 years).

Quarters are like gold. And like gold, quarters are not as easy to come by. Some banks are not willing to exchange bills for quarters unless you were an actual customer of the bank (and no, not the walk-in kind). The grocery stores around the college campus would not exchange them for you because they were so use to college kids begging for quarters. And being the responsible, slightly anal roommate, my roommates were always mooching quarters off of me, which meant that I was always on the lookout for more quarters.

In addition to having my mom buy me rolls of quarters from her bank, I also got in the habit of paying for everything with bills in order to acquire my quarters' collection. Even if something was $1.01 and I had a penny on me, I'd still pay with $2 because this meant I was getting a whooping THREE quarters back! I find myself doing the same today sometimes, even though it's been over four years since I've stepped into a laundromat. Still, you never know when you're gonna need those quarters!

Top 15 Benefits of Being Unemployed

15. Having strangers wonder to themselves, "Don't people have to work anymore?"

14. Family day trips to Multnomah Falls and the beach

13. Being available for doctor appointments, carpet cleaning, and other appointments

12. Lavish homemade lunches (followed by a nap)

11. Reading or watching a movie on the couch

10. Grocery shopping in the middle of the day in the middle of the week

9. Having a clean house and no need to do chores on the weekends

8. Relishing in an empty playground, swimming pool, etc. and no lines when running errands

7. Greeting the mailman, UPS and FedEx drivers, in-person

6. Having the time to volunteer

5. Watching Oprah and cooking shows on the Food Network

4. Napping in the afternoon (or morning)

3. Hitting the gym when no one's there

2. Spending time with my awesome husband

1. Quality time with my cutie pie daughter

Balancing

As any parent knows, balancing is not an easy act. It's a mixture of compromise and multi-tasking. Now that bar studies are well under way, as in, there is much more work than I have time for, I am called upon to balance my priorities once again.

Although I have always been blessed with great time-management skills, being a mom has changed the way I balance because I would rather spend every waking minute with my daughter. But I can't. BarBri has me by my neck collar with its daily rigor of 3.5 hour morning courses 5-6 days/wk plus homework assignments requiring a bazillion hours of your time per day.

So, I must make compromises and sacrifices where I can and this has yielded the following "results" thus far:

1. I'm not going to kill myself to get the daily assignments done. I will do as much as I can during the week and use the weekend to catch-up.

2. But I will also devote an entire weekend day to my family, which means no studying and squeezing in my chores (cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping!) on the same day.

3. Sleep is important, and I will never compromise that one.

4. I allow myself 30-45 minutes a night to rewind before bed, such as watching tv or reading a magazine.

5. Because Nicole's sad face breaks my heart every time I leave in the mornings, I will come home early once a week (on Wednesdays) to spend some quality play time with her.

6. I will allow others to help me (i.e. cook, clean, and take care of Nicole).

7. Exercise is important too, which is why I like to take Nicole out on walks, allowing me to get a workout and spend time with her!

8. The sacrifices I've made sometimes means that I will not be taking practice tests during the hours of 9-5pm and sometimes the only "quiet" place in the house is on my bed, which is also not very conducive to studying, but again, it's another compromise I'm willing to make occasionally.

9. I will waste my time (i.e. on Facebook and my blog) if it keeps me sane!

10. The light at the end of my tunnel? Our Alaska trip and getting to spend all my time with Nicole! (and job-hunting...haha)

So...onward!