An ode to the Mr. Christensen.

Awe...i love us.

So this past week and half has been particularly rough on our mental state. Brons found out that funding for his job that would have started in January with the designer he's interning for has fell through. Plus, our godsend of a tenant renting out our PG condo gave us his 30 days notice to move out because of a job change the very next day.

AND THEN! the worst of all this for me happened on the third day of gut wrenching, life altering, stress inducing bad news. A freaking flat tire.

I had a total meltdown. You see, Bronson had arranged a new job within 10 minutes of hearing the bad news about the position falling through with Charlie. Seriously...10 minutes. I have a super husband. And the meeting with them was on Friday morning. Friday morning rolls around and bronson hikes the 50 miles(ok its really a block away..but theres a big hill you have to climb-its hard) to our parking garage to find a nail in our tire. He's missing his interview.

He calls me to tell me the news and I feel like my life is over.. I start crying into blanket for the next hour while he on the other hand is totally calm, cool, and collected. He lets me know he'll "just skate to place that sells that fix-a-flat stuff and figure it out".

So, to make a long story short..well, shorter, he skates from 7th street to 27 street into ghetto south central LA and back, fills the tire, finds a place to get a new tire (or fix it---I dont know what happened to be honest), and then drives to his interview.

During all this he never had a glimmer of a freak out. Not even "what do i do now" moment. Not even a bad mood when he got home--he didnt even complain at all. It totally amazes me how he just takes care of things the moment they arise and always maintains his good and optimistic attitude.

He's such a good man and I love seeing him transform into an even better one with every month we've been married. We've had our fair shares of ups and downs, and high highs along with the lowest of lows. Im just so glad we stuck those moments out and learned how to be married together and how to be parents together. Looking back I know that all the struggles we faced were to get us to this spot today and I'm so happy I have him to lean on.

Oh, and he got the job. =)

Uh-oh zuzu

sheesh....this falls only two days after the sharpie-marker-mustache incident she had. she told me her huge black mustache was beautiful makeup.... then I told her permanent makeup is not aloud and threw that nasty black sharpie away.

and today we were sitting on the couch together in silence -completely enthralled in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azakaban when she asks;
zuri-mom, how do you feel?
me-fabulous. how do you feel.
zuri-ohh soooo so faahhhvulous.
me-thats great.
zuri-yup, really great. watch the show, mom.

and a few days ago she was wanting me to hurry up and make her a fort out of blankets and chairs...i guess i was moving a little slowly because she yelled- "C'MON GANG!.....therezes a mystery to solf!" after she crawled in her fort and closed the doors I heard her talking to Shaggy, Scooby, Fred, and mostly Velma for good 30 minutes. she never mentions Daphne..?

Oh little miss zu zu lady....how boring our life would be without you. Please stop growing up this instance. I mean it!

Dear Mr. Claus

All I want for Christmas is the Shark Vac then Steam. I drool over this. Honestly, why hasnt this been invented sooner? OK, and in a perfect world, maybe a spa package or two...
Oh! and some Rachel Ray pots and pans...

And, while I'm on a roll, the package set of Your Baby Can Read!....thats all! I swear!

You have to drop a hint or two, or three, or four to the hubs, right? Well heres mine loud and clear honey bunny.

And something you should be asking for this wonderful time of year?

These magnificent, wonderful, fabulously oh-so-comfy Zella work out pants found in Nordstroms. I live in mine....seriously.

Its an issue.

They:

-dont fade

-dont lose their shape

-are reversable

-have a really cool hidden pocket

-hold you in in alllll the right places

-and, are fabulous to work out in-then throw a cute long shirt and boots on so you can go shopping without looking like a polygafrump (thanks to TAMN from seriously, so blessed! for my new favorite word).

have you ever..

gone to bed knowing that the very next morning and every day after that your life will be nothing like it used to be?

so weird.

holy shiz...you must read

Seriously, So Blessed! at seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com

I'm dying!

litterally, I'm 50% mortified and 50% amused....I hate this lady but love her for giving me this free entertainment.

Im confused about it to be honest.

I kind of dont think its real

But you can decide for yourself!

oooooooooo kay.

Meet Bri.

We Adore her and her husband Jared....They also have a cute little puppy named Tank who is one of Zuris best friends out here.....Well WAS one of her little very best friends. After 2 months of blissfully eating dinner with them....spray tanning them....TV watching with them...Yorgurtland devouring with them....they picked up and moved to Utah. =( Booooo Hooooo. The Christensen family is seriously depressed about this. They taught us the ins and outs of city livin', so I thought a memorial blog for the Johnsons was appropriate.

you are missed!

Also, I think its necessary to finally write of list of all the funny stuff Zuri says these days.

Brons and I are so used to it that we think its normal for a little tiny baby girl to yell "POPPYCOCK!" when she doesnt get her way, but the people in the elevator or in the check out lines beg to differ.

Among words like "poppycock" she also likes to say:

"fine, Fine, FINE!" when we ask he to do something for us.

"I HATE DAMNIT!" yep, you read it right. We heard her say the big d word one day (thanks brons....ok maybe I have a little something to do with it too)and we had to have a talk about bad words and how they're naughty, and how we hate bad words. After the little chit-chat she belted out "ya, I hate Damnit!" We were laughing so hard that she now thinks its funny. But, really......soooo not funny.

The first thing she says when she wakes up in the morning is "ooooo

I miss ed youd mom!" Melts my little heart.

By the way..its now 11:53 am and she is still asleep in her bed. Today the sleeping in is a little excessive, but usually by 10:30 or 11 I have to yank her out of bed.

Speaking of little devil...she just woke up...Now that I know I want to write all these little words and phrases down I'll keep a better note of them so I can, of course, share with you.

and just for fun..rory and brons. 2005..