Side of the bed debate

Before I married Jeremy I had a really small full sized bed, so I guess I can't say that I really slept on one side of the bed or the other... more at a diagonal!

But now that we are married it is time to stake a claim for which side of the bed is your's... this is a very important discussion to have and I can't believe that the pre-marriage counselor did not go over this in our 4-weeks of sessions! =)

Well, for the first 8 months of marriage I gave Jeremy the right side of the bed, since he spent over 8 weeks on bed rest with a broken leg, I thought it was nice for me to give him the side closest to the door, tv, bathroom, etc.

But now that his leg is back to normal, I think I'd like to claim the right side of the bed... for some reason it just seems better? You can sneak in and out of bed easily, you can see the TV at the foot of the bed, without looking over the other person, there are just lots of perks to the right side.

This weekend I tried talking a truce with my husband. "How about I get the right side one week and then we switch." That seems fair enough, right? =)

But he claims that he has already taken over that side, especially with his own things on his night table and that it is too late in the relationship to be shifting things like side of the bed.

So last night I tried to sneak into the right side of the bed early and pretend that I was asleep - Nope, didn't work! I got nudged all the way back to the left in a not so nice manner! =)

Can anyone help me out on this one - I still can lay claim to the other side of the bed, right? =)

How long are you a newlywed?

So the other night I was at a Junior League mixer and we had to sit at tables based on our lifestyles. Singles, married with children, newlyweds, married, etc. dispersed throughout the room.

Without a thought I headed to the newlywed table and took a seat. A few of the girls were talking about their weddings/honeymoons. One got married in June, one in July, another just three weeks ago, and suddenly the hamster started running on its wheel inside my head and I asked, "So did any of you get married more than four months ago?" And there was a resounding "no" at the table. So I just smiled and took my 14 months of married life with me to the "Married - No children table."

What can I say, I still feel like a newlywed, make fun of the weird habits Jer has around the house (like leaving a bread crumb trail of clothes, socks, etc. wherever he goes!). So that's the questions - when do you stop being a newlywed? Anyone have thoughts on this one?

I went home and told Jeremy about it and he said, "I keep telling you to stop calling us newlyweds. We are definitely not newlyweds!" I said in response, "Well can I help it if you spent the first 8 months of our marriage either on crutches, bed rest, or at the doctors office?" =) I think I technically get a "newlywed rating" longer if that gets me more flowers! =)

Oooooppps! Why communication is key.

So Jer's been a little stressed with work and his physical therapy sessions, so I decided to lighten the load by picking up around the house this weekend. I was thorough! I even found an extra ziplock bag on the counter and put it back in the pantry to use for a later time...and only thought, "Weird, I wonder why there is a ziplock on the counter?"

So on Monday morning I thought I would be the kind wife and take a big slice of the nice home cooked zucchini bread and put it into a ziplock, so that Jer could have a great snack at work. Now you just keep this nice thought in mind for the rest of the story.

Jer is currently having this silicone therapy on his scars, where they put this clear strip of silicone over top of it to help reduce sensitivity, etc. I guess it is pretty expensive stuff because he got it over a week ago, wears it everyday/night, and is supposed to keep that same piece on his leg all the time.

Well this brings us back to the silicone, guess he's been keeping it and the adhesive backing in a ziplock bag for safe keeping.... I think you can see where this is going.

On Monday, he pulls out the nice piece of zucchini bread that I packed for him and notices something strange on top....clear, and sticky, and long. Yep, you guessed it. It was this missing silicone strip he'd been wearing all week and the adhesive backing! Oooooppps! How was I to know?!? =) Needless to say my good intentions didn't get me very far on this one and he's accusing me of trying to poison him. More on this topic later!