Ooofta! Today has already been a very busy and exciting morning in the Bogart household and it's not even 8:30 yet!
Ryan is off and running (well, technically driving) to Hibbing for an interview/tour with Hibbing Taconite today. They had contacted him about a month ago now asking for his resume, which is pretty darn cool if you ask me. They contacted him. I'm very proud. Granted, it isn't the perfect situation because Hibbing Taconite is about an hour and a half away from where we currently live... but it's a great company and a great opportunity. So keep Ryan in your prayers today if you can.
On top of Ryan's exciting morning, I'm packing up and getting ready to head back to Walker for a big weekend as well. We have a double whammy of celebrations: my sister is getting confirmed and I have my baby shower. It will be great to see all my friends and family that I haven't seen in a while!
And that's about all I know! Sorry for the semi-boring update on life this morning... but my bags are not packed and I am not ready to go. So I should get to that! I hope you all have a fantabulous weekend full of Halloween fun and I will be back on Monday with a post about all the celebrations and (hopefully) a good update from Ryan's interview.
Stay warm everyone!
Oh! I almost forgot! I would also like to give a special birthday shout out to my cousin Molly Dailing who is celebrating her 24th birthday today and my sister-in-law Jen Bogart who is celebrating her 21st birthday today as well! I hope you both have a great day - you deserve it! And have a delicious cocktail for me. That's an order.
That will be all. :)
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Friday, October 28, 2011
Friday, September 17, 2010
Birthday Cards and Presents
Since I have officially done nothing worth blogging about this entire week aside from attending two out of my three lectures, I decided to just put up pictures of me and Ryan's birthday cards and presents.... Sorry if this is boring. I'll try to come up with some better material soon!
Our first cards arrived in the middle of last week from my grandparents in Walker. I always love getting cards from my Nana for various reasons throughout the year. Getting something other than bills and credit card offers just puts a smile on my face. :)
Next, came a rather large envelope filled with cards from the Culkins family. Marcia and Brian, who are very close family friends with the Bogarts, sent both of us a card. Jonas, Ryan's best man in our wedding, also sent each of us a card...
The card that Jonas selected especially for me made me laugh so hard I thought I was having an asthma attack. It was just so perfect because it was just like him to pick out a card so obviously age inappropriate.
Ahhh the joys of cheesy cards intended for elementary school girls.... you just can't beat it.
Ryan's birthday card from Jonas was Transformers themed. Although not nearly as funny as mine, still very age inappropriate and very typical Jonas.
We also got cards from Ryan's grandma's; Grandma Hanson and Grandma Cooper.
Ryan's parents also sent us cards even though they are sending us a package as well. I must admit that it was kind of weird to get my first "Daughter-in-law" card... Not because I don't feel like part of the Bogart family and not because I don't love having them as in-laws. I suppose it's just that the title will take some getting used to.
The last birthday card I got before my birthday was very unexpected because it wasn't from family or even from a lifelong friend. It was from my "second set of grandparents"... Denny and Ann Williams.
For those of you who don't know, Denny and Ann are a couple who have been coming into my mom's restaurant for many years now. Over the years, throughout high school and into college as well, I've waited on them when they've come in to eat every opportunity I had. We always have the best talks about their grandchildren down in Iowa and the excitement going on in my life while they order fajitas with a side order of beans, two diet sodas, extra napkins and one refill when the food comes, and fried ice cream for dessert when they aren't too full. But that's usually at night. Sometimes when they come in for lunch they'll throw me off and order something different. Haha
They even took the time out of their busy summer schedule to attend our wedding up in Duluth this past summer. Denny and Ann truly are like my second grandparents even if I'm not technically related to them. I love them.
Alright, I'll stop getting all sentimental and mushy now! Now onto more fun things... like presents!
Ryan and I made the two mile (one way!) trek on Wednesday to pick up the package my parents sent for my birthday. It only took us about an hour to walk there, find the place, and walk back. But did I mention that it was raining most of the time...? Haha just my luck, right?
The cards my mom sent were the fancy music kind. Which I think is so cool. Ryan's sang "Happy Birthday" and mine played "Wonderful World" and even had a little voice message that my mom recorded on there too! It made me so happy I cried.
To keep me semi-current on what's happening back home, we got the Walker area paper and the Star Tribune. I try to read the news online as much as I can, but it's just never as good as the actual newspaper. Maybe I'm just crazy... but it annoys me to have to click through a million tabs and options to find what I want to read....
We also got Vikings koozies stuffed with candy. I can't wait to drink my first beer with it! Too bad we can't watch the games over here while drinking beer in them... Oh well, there's always next season.
My sister wrapped a present for me and threw it in the package as well. She also wrote me the most touching letter I've ever gotten. It made me choke up because she sounded so mature and grown up...
This is the present from my sister. A new warm hat (which by the way, I really needed) and a matching scarf. They're super cute.
The picture of me wearing said cute hat and scarf isn't exactly cute, unfortunately. The four miles of walking through the rain didn't exactly do wonders for my makeup and my hair being pulled back makes me look like a boy. Haha but I figured Jessica would want a picture of me wearing them. Hopefully she likes it....
The last thing my mom sent to us was a bunch of Cafe Zona Rosa clothing. Ryan and I each got a new shirt.
And I got three brand new, super soft, and really warm Zona Rosa sweatshirts.
I love them. The only problem is.... I have absolutely NO idea how all of this will make it back home. Ryan and I will either have to ship a box back or buy another suitcase. Oh well, we needed more room to bring back souvenirs anyhow!
So there ya have it folks. All of the lovely cards and presents Ryan and I got (so far) for our birthdays. Sorry for the boring post, I will have to think up something good for next time. Anyone have a suggestion? Anything you want to know about over here that I haven't talked about yet? If you think of something, just write it in a comment below the post and I'll see what I can do!
Have a great weekend.
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!!!
-The Bogarts
Our first cards arrived in the middle of last week from my grandparents in Walker. I always love getting cards from my Nana for various reasons throughout the year. Getting something other than bills and credit card offers just puts a smile on my face. :)
Next, came a rather large envelope filled with cards from the Culkins family. Marcia and Brian, who are very close family friends with the Bogarts, sent both of us a card. Jonas, Ryan's best man in our wedding, also sent each of us a card...
The card that Jonas selected especially for me made me laugh so hard I thought I was having an asthma attack. It was just so perfect because it was just like him to pick out a card so obviously age inappropriate.
Ahhh the joys of cheesy cards intended for elementary school girls.... you just can't beat it.
Ryan's birthday card from Jonas was Transformers themed. Although not nearly as funny as mine, still very age inappropriate and very typical Jonas.
We also got cards from Ryan's grandma's; Grandma Hanson and Grandma Cooper.
Ryan's parents also sent us cards even though they are sending us a package as well. I must admit that it was kind of weird to get my first "Daughter-in-law" card... Not because I don't feel like part of the Bogart family and not because I don't love having them as in-laws. I suppose it's just that the title will take some getting used to.
For those of you who don't know, Denny and Ann are a couple who have been coming into my mom's restaurant for many years now. Over the years, throughout high school and into college as well, I've waited on them when they've come in to eat every opportunity I had. We always have the best talks about their grandchildren down in Iowa and the excitement going on in my life while they order fajitas with a side order of beans, two diet sodas, extra napkins and one refill when the food comes, and fried ice cream for dessert when they aren't too full. But that's usually at night. Sometimes when they come in for lunch they'll throw me off and order something different. Haha
They even took the time out of their busy summer schedule to attend our wedding up in Duluth this past summer. Denny and Ann truly are like my second grandparents even if I'm not technically related to them. I love them.
Alright, I'll stop getting all sentimental and mushy now! Now onto more fun things... like presents!
Ryan and I made the two mile (one way!) trek on Wednesday to pick up the package my parents sent for my birthday. It only took us about an hour to walk there, find the place, and walk back. But did I mention that it was raining most of the time...? Haha just my luck, right?
The cards my mom sent were the fancy music kind. Which I think is so cool. Ryan's sang "Happy Birthday" and mine played "Wonderful World" and even had a little voice message that my mom recorded on there too! It made me so happy I cried.
To keep me semi-current on what's happening back home, we got the Walker area paper and the Star Tribune. I try to read the news online as much as I can, but it's just never as good as the actual newspaper. Maybe I'm just crazy... but it annoys me to have to click through a million tabs and options to find what I want to read....
My sister wrapped a present for me and threw it in the package as well. She also wrote me the most touching letter I've ever gotten. It made me choke up because she sounded so mature and grown up...
This is the present from my sister. A new warm hat (which by the way, I really needed) and a matching scarf. They're super cute.
The picture of me wearing said cute hat and scarf isn't exactly cute, unfortunately. The four miles of walking through the rain didn't exactly do wonders for my makeup and my hair being pulled back makes me look like a boy. Haha but I figured Jessica would want a picture of me wearing them. Hopefully she likes it....
The last thing my mom sent to us was a bunch of Cafe Zona Rosa clothing. Ryan and I each got a new shirt.
And I got three brand new, super soft, and really warm Zona Rosa sweatshirts.
I love them. The only problem is.... I have absolutely NO idea how all of this will make it back home. Ryan and I will either have to ship a box back or buy another suitcase. Oh well, we needed more room to bring back souvenirs anyhow!
So there ya have it folks. All of the lovely cards and presents Ryan and I got (so far) for our birthdays. Sorry for the boring post, I will have to think up something good for next time. Anyone have a suggestion? Anything you want to know about over here that I haven't talked about yet? If you think of something, just write it in a comment below the post and I'll see what I can do!
Have a great weekend.
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!!!
-The Bogarts
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The world doesn't treat you any nicer just because it's your birthday
The title of the post pretty much says it all. It was the lesson of the day for me... unfortunately. Although, in defense of the world, I first need to point out that I do get pretty worked up about my birthday. Heck, that's an understatement. Pretty much anyone who knows me can attest to this fact. I'm definitely the person who secretly counts down the days until I can celebrate another birthday and I get excited when it hits March 15th because it's under six months until my big day. It's like my secret obsession.
It's the one day a year that everyone calls/texts your phone, emails you, writes on your Facebook wall... it's like you're the princess for a day! I always loved that about birthdays. You get presents, and cake, and flowers, and cake, and cards, and did I mention cake..? Because I really do love cake...
Anyways... moral of the story is I love birthday cake almost as much as I love my birthday. (Although it's pretty darn close to being tied) You can imagine, now that you know how seriously I take my birthday, how depressed it made me to think about having to spend it across the world.. with no phone number for my friends in the US to text, a distinct lack of presents, and no cake! Despite the fact that my best friend would be here to celebrate it with me with me, and despite the fact that most people don't get to spend a birthday in a foreign country, it just wasn't the same knowing that I wouldn't get any birthday text messages or birthday cake!
By this point I'm sure you're asking yourself "Honestly, how horrible could her day be to make her this disgruntled...?" Well, wonder no more! I'm going to tell you!
To start with, my day started out at the ungodly hour of 6:45 a.m. Don't roll your eyes at me! I don't care if you got up earlier than that! It's my birthday! I shouldn't have to see the sun until I WANT to see it! But anyways... higher learning (even in a foreign country) doesn't break for a Christina's birthday party come to find out. And so, like a responsible adult, I got up to eat my breakfast with enough time to be awake and make it to my 8:15 Swedish for Beginners 1b class. I literally almost fell asleep in my bowl of delicious cereal that I was eating while looking through my "Happy Birthday!" Facebook posts. It was just too early of a morning. So I decided to treat myself to another 20 minutes of sleep. After all, class wasn't for over an hour! I had showered last night. I didn't need to be awake.
Wrong. My short snooze turned into another two hours of near comatose after I, unknowingly, turned off my alarm when it sounded at 7:30 and continued to sleep. I was woken up much later by Ryan pointing out that we had missed our class and that it was now nine in the morning. Awesome.
But that was alright! After the initial shock of missing one of my two total classes this week wore off, I remembered that our professor teaches two sections... one at 8:15 and one at 10:15. Perfect. This was still going to be the best day ever. Especially now that I was well rested!
Ryan and I both got ready and walked to campus together. We parted ways as I went to learn some Swedish in our class for both of us and he went to pretend to learn in his class that is being taught in Swedish. I got to the classroom that I thought class was supposed to be at, only to find it dark and deserted... with no one waiting outside the door like I expected. I guess there wasn't another section taught at 10:15 today... which means I got out of bed before noon for no reason. Even more awesome.
After that, I sulked back to the apartment where I continued to read more "Happy Birthday!" emails and Facebook posts. I even looked at puppies that I pretended I could have for a birthday present to help cheer me up. Ryan came back from class and we went to have lunch with Shannon and Tyler at the pizzeria on campus. After all, I couldn't very well cook for myself on my birthday! That's crazy talk!
I checked our mailbox on the way through the lobby hoping to get another birthday card or the package my family sent. It is always better to get birthday cards and presents on your birthday...
***** On a side note, I would like to thank everyone who went out of their way to send a birthday card across the world to Ryan and I... Marcia, Brian, and Jonas Culkins, Grandma Hanson and Grandma Cooper, Cindy, Marty, Kyle, and Jen Bogart, Denny and Ann Williams, and My Nana and Grandpa! (I think that's all the ones we've gotten so far. So if you sent one and I didn't mention you, it just means that we haven't gotten them yet.) You all touched our hearts with your gesture and you'll never know how much we appreciated getting something other than Swedish junkmail and rent! Thanks again! *****
Moving on... I checked the mail. And what to my wondering eyes did appear?! A slip with my name on it saying I had a package! I was SOOO excited! My parents package managed to make it all the way from Walker, MN to Lulea, Sweden on the exact day of my birthday! How awesome is that? I honestly don't think they could've planned it better even if they tried!
Mood now lifted ten fold, Ryan and I walked across campus to the grocery store to retrieve my package. I should mention here that they don't deliver packages to your apartment. Tyler got a calculator shipped here from the United States, and found out that you pick up packages from the campus grocery store. Weird, right?
Moving on again... I got to the grocery store, handed my ID and slip to the cashier lady, and waited very impatiently as she went to the back room to get my box. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, she finally came back. Without my birthday present. At first, she told me that perhaps my slip had just been put into my mailbox and the package would arrive at the store shortly. But after conversing with a fellow worker, she corrected herself only to inform me that my package would not be delivered to their location. To make matters worse, when I asked where this other mystical location was, she replied simply... "It's hard to explain. You should ask a friend." And then she handed back my ID and slip. And went back to work.
It's like she didn't even care! She didn't even take the time to notice that the Date of Birth on my license clearly showed 09/14/1988! Which, obviously, made today my birthday! Ugh! How frustrating. Now it was my job to find where the Swedish postman decided to drop off my precious package... Not something I wanted to tackle on an empty stomach. It was time for lunch.
We met up with Shannon and Tyler at Porson Pizzeria. I ordered my favorite: chicken pasta. Ryan got his usual: kebob e pitabrod (kebob meat on pita bread). I'm sure you can probably guess by now with the luck I was having... but I definitely didn't get chicken pasta. Instead, I got the lunch special... skinka pasta (Ham pasta). I was one very unhappy camper.
Being that I work in the food industry, normally I would excuse the mistake and eat the food placed before me. I really don't like to make a fuss... It's not that it looked inedible. It's not that I wouldn't consider ordering it in the future. And the only real difference between what was in front of me and what I ordered was the difference in meat. But I was tired of having things go wrong on the only day of the year I really care that they go right. So, before I took a bite, I had Ryan take it up to just see if maybe there was a mistake and I got someone else's food. There wasn't a mistake... at least not with what they brought me. They thought that's what I had ordered.
I ate the pasta rather unhappily. Although, I must admit that it was very good. I was just in a sour mood over my birthday not turning out to be the magical day I waited all year for.
After lunch, Shannon helped me look up where I'm supposed to pick up my package. It's a good two mile walk from campus. Not nearly as convenient as the ICA grocery store. Go figure.
Then it was on to three hours of Cellulose and Paper Technology lecture! Doesn't that just sound fun?! But do you want to know what the worst thing is? Going to class actually made my bad day better! I'm such a nerd that way. Learning about recycling paper products and watching videos on the gross/weird things they find during the process actually cheered me up. Did you know they actually found a gun once? Isn't that crazy? I know, I know, I know... I'm weird.
My day got exponentially better after going to lecture. Once I finished learning about the wonders of recycled fibers, Ryan and I took the bus downtown to eat dinner at the sports bar we went to a few weeks back with our Nebraska Friends.
We ate a delicious meal, drank delicious peach daiquiris, and sipped on delicious Coors Lite taps while watching last night's Monday Night Football match up with the New York Giants and the Baltimore Ravens. And even though the two teams played some horrible football, it was still fun to watch. I had a fantastic two hours of conversing with my husband about our great life over here and together we enjoyed spending way too much money on alcoholic beverages. I loved every minute of it.
I even got to talk with one of my very best friends, Jessica, for the first time via Skype tonight! Which was a present in itself. And I made a call to both of my parents as well so they could shower me with their birthday wishes like I knew they would. I honestly think they're the reason why I love my birthday so much. They always made me feel so special on My Day. There was always bouquets of flowers, great presents, lots of love, and birthday cake. Always. That is definitely something I will miss now that I've grown up and moved out. Ryan has some pretty big shoes to fill when it comes to treating me like the birthday princess I've been for the past 21 years of my life... But he's stepping right up to the plate. He's done pretty good for himself on year one if I do say so myself.
And so... as I sit here on my computer a thousand miles away from home, with no birthday cake to eat tomorrow morning for breakfast, and with the clock ticking away the final minutes of my 22nd birthday... I have to say, overall, this has been a pretty darn good birthday. Probably even one of the best, despite the emotional rollercoaster. It was definitely one I won't soon forget. But, in the words of the great Gary Wilkening... it was a day of "building character". Right Dad?
Moral of the story today, kids: The world won't treat you any nicer just because it's your birthday, but the people in your life who care about you will. And all the birthday wishes I got from family and friends, old and new, definitely made up for all the crummy everyday crap that came along with it today. No doubt about that.
Sorry about the rambling and ranting. I promise to keep it to a minimum tomorrow.
Wait! Just one more thing! It's only 364 days until my birthday!!! Or wait? Is it a Leap Year this year?
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!!!
-The 22 Year Old Bogarts :)
It's the one day a year that everyone calls/texts your phone, emails you, writes on your Facebook wall... it's like you're the princess for a day! I always loved that about birthdays. You get presents, and cake, and flowers, and cake, and cards, and did I mention cake..? Because I really do love cake...
Anyways... moral of the story is I love birthday cake almost as much as I love my birthday. (Although it's pretty darn close to being tied) You can imagine, now that you know how seriously I take my birthday, how depressed it made me to think about having to spend it across the world.. with no phone number for my friends in the US to text, a distinct lack of presents, and no cake! Despite the fact that my best friend would be here to celebrate it with me with me, and despite the fact that most people don't get to spend a birthday in a foreign country, it just wasn't the same knowing that I wouldn't get any birthday text messages or birthday cake!
By this point I'm sure you're asking yourself "Honestly, how horrible could her day be to make her this disgruntled...?" Well, wonder no more! I'm going to tell you!
To start with, my day started out at the ungodly hour of 6:45 a.m. Don't roll your eyes at me! I don't care if you got up earlier than that! It's my birthday! I shouldn't have to see the sun until I WANT to see it! But anyways... higher learning (even in a foreign country) doesn't break for a Christina's birthday party come to find out. And so, like a responsible adult, I got up to eat my breakfast with enough time to be awake and make it to my 8:15 Swedish for Beginners 1b class. I literally almost fell asleep in my bowl of delicious cereal that I was eating while looking through my "Happy Birthday!" Facebook posts. It was just too early of a morning. So I decided to treat myself to another 20 minutes of sleep. After all, class wasn't for over an hour! I had showered last night. I didn't need to be awake.
Wrong. My short snooze turned into another two hours of near comatose after I, unknowingly, turned off my alarm when it sounded at 7:30 and continued to sleep. I was woken up much later by Ryan pointing out that we had missed our class and that it was now nine in the morning. Awesome.
But that was alright! After the initial shock of missing one of my two total classes this week wore off, I remembered that our professor teaches two sections... one at 8:15 and one at 10:15. Perfect. This was still going to be the best day ever. Especially now that I was well rested!
Ryan and I both got ready and walked to campus together. We parted ways as I went to learn some Swedish in our class for both of us and he went to pretend to learn in his class that is being taught in Swedish. I got to the classroom that I thought class was supposed to be at, only to find it dark and deserted... with no one waiting outside the door like I expected. I guess there wasn't another section taught at 10:15 today... which means I got out of bed before noon for no reason. Even more awesome.
After that, I sulked back to the apartment where I continued to read more "Happy Birthday!" emails and Facebook posts. I even looked at puppies that I pretended I could have for a birthday present to help cheer me up. Ryan came back from class and we went to have lunch with Shannon and Tyler at the pizzeria on campus. After all, I couldn't very well cook for myself on my birthday! That's crazy talk!
I checked our mailbox on the way through the lobby hoping to get another birthday card or the package my family sent. It is always better to get birthday cards and presents on your birthday...
***** On a side note, I would like to thank everyone who went out of their way to send a birthday card across the world to Ryan and I... Marcia, Brian, and Jonas Culkins, Grandma Hanson and Grandma Cooper, Cindy, Marty, Kyle, and Jen Bogart, Denny and Ann Williams, and My Nana and Grandpa! (I think that's all the ones we've gotten so far. So if you sent one and I didn't mention you, it just means that we haven't gotten them yet.) You all touched our hearts with your gesture and you'll never know how much we appreciated getting something other than Swedish junkmail and rent! Thanks again! *****
Moving on... I checked the mail. And what to my wondering eyes did appear?! A slip with my name on it saying I had a package! I was SOOO excited! My parents package managed to make it all the way from Walker, MN to Lulea, Sweden on the exact day of my birthday! How awesome is that? I honestly don't think they could've planned it better even if they tried!
Mood now lifted ten fold, Ryan and I walked across campus to the grocery store to retrieve my package. I should mention here that they don't deliver packages to your apartment. Tyler got a calculator shipped here from the United States, and found out that you pick up packages from the campus grocery store. Weird, right?
Moving on again... I got to the grocery store, handed my ID and slip to the cashier lady, and waited very impatiently as she went to the back room to get my box. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, she finally came back. Without my birthday present. At first, she told me that perhaps my slip had just been put into my mailbox and the package would arrive at the store shortly. But after conversing with a fellow worker, she corrected herself only to inform me that my package would not be delivered to their location. To make matters worse, when I asked where this other mystical location was, she replied simply... "It's hard to explain. You should ask a friend." And then she handed back my ID and slip. And went back to work.
It's like she didn't even care! She didn't even take the time to notice that the Date of Birth on my license clearly showed 09/14/1988! Which, obviously, made today my birthday! Ugh! How frustrating. Now it was my job to find where the Swedish postman decided to drop off my precious package... Not something I wanted to tackle on an empty stomach. It was time for lunch.
We met up with Shannon and Tyler at Porson Pizzeria. I ordered my favorite: chicken pasta. Ryan got his usual: kebob e pitabrod (kebob meat on pita bread). I'm sure you can probably guess by now with the luck I was having... but I definitely didn't get chicken pasta. Instead, I got the lunch special... skinka pasta (Ham pasta). I was one very unhappy camper.
Being that I work in the food industry, normally I would excuse the mistake and eat the food placed before me. I really don't like to make a fuss... It's not that it looked inedible. It's not that I wouldn't consider ordering it in the future. And the only real difference between what was in front of me and what I ordered was the difference in meat. But I was tired of having things go wrong on the only day of the year I really care that they go right. So, before I took a bite, I had Ryan take it up to just see if maybe there was a mistake and I got someone else's food. There wasn't a mistake... at least not with what they brought me. They thought that's what I had ordered.
I ate the pasta rather unhappily. Although, I must admit that it was very good. I was just in a sour mood over my birthday not turning out to be the magical day I waited all year for.
After lunch, Shannon helped me look up where I'm supposed to pick up my package. It's a good two mile walk from campus. Not nearly as convenient as the ICA grocery store. Go figure.
Then it was on to three hours of Cellulose and Paper Technology lecture! Doesn't that just sound fun?! But do you want to know what the worst thing is? Going to class actually made my bad day better! I'm such a nerd that way. Learning about recycling paper products and watching videos on the gross/weird things they find during the process actually cheered me up. Did you know they actually found a gun once? Isn't that crazy? I know, I know, I know... I'm weird.
My day got exponentially better after going to lecture. Once I finished learning about the wonders of recycled fibers, Ryan and I took the bus downtown to eat dinner at the sports bar we went to a few weeks back with our Nebraska Friends.
We ate a delicious meal, drank delicious peach daiquiris, and sipped on delicious Coors Lite taps while watching last night's Monday Night Football match up with the New York Giants and the Baltimore Ravens. And even though the two teams played some horrible football, it was still fun to watch. I had a fantastic two hours of conversing with my husband about our great life over here and together we enjoyed spending way too much money on alcoholic beverages. I loved every minute of it.
I even got to talk with one of my very best friends, Jessica, for the first time via Skype tonight! Which was a present in itself. And I made a call to both of my parents as well so they could shower me with their birthday wishes like I knew they would. I honestly think they're the reason why I love my birthday so much. They always made me feel so special on My Day. There was always bouquets of flowers, great presents, lots of love, and birthday cake. Always. That is definitely something I will miss now that I've grown up and moved out. Ryan has some pretty big shoes to fill when it comes to treating me like the birthday princess I've been for the past 21 years of my life... But he's stepping right up to the plate. He's done pretty good for himself on year one if I do say so myself.
And so... as I sit here on my computer a thousand miles away from home, with no birthday cake to eat tomorrow morning for breakfast, and with the clock ticking away the final minutes of my 22nd birthday... I have to say, overall, this has been a pretty darn good birthday. Probably even one of the best, despite the emotional rollercoaster. It was definitely one I won't soon forget. But, in the words of the great Gary Wilkening... it was a day of "building character". Right Dad?
Moral of the story today, kids: The world won't treat you any nicer just because it's your birthday, but the people in your life who care about you will. And all the birthday wishes I got from family and friends, old and new, definitely made up for all the crummy everyday crap that came along with it today. No doubt about that.
Sorry about the rambling and ranting. I promise to keep it to a minimum tomorrow.
Wait! Just one more thing! It's only 364 days until my birthday!!! Or wait? Is it a Leap Year this year?
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!!!
-The 22 Year Old Bogarts :)
Friday, September 10, 2010
Respect your elders
Today is Ryan's 22nd Birthday. He has now surpassed me in age (for the next four days haha) and has moved beyond being 21 to being a 20-something. I have come to find endless amounts of entertainment joking about him being an "old man" because he is officially recognized as being one year older than me. Sadly, that will only last until September 14th... and then I will join the ranks of those 20-somethings.
Don't you even worry. Ryan doesn't take offense to being a mere 4 days older than me. In fact, the other 361 days out of the year that I'm not teasing him for being an old man, he points out quite frequently that he is older than me. But usually only when we are having a disagreement about something. Then he follows up that thought with "You should respect your elders!" Dumb.
I gave Ryan his presents at Midnight because I'm a horrible present-giver. To clarify, I absolutely love buying presents for other people. Christmas is my favorite time of year because I have an excuse to buy everyone I know and love a present. Nothing beats the excitement I get from searching around and finding things for people that I know they'll really enjoy. My problem with giving presents is that I can't wait to give the person their present! I just want them to have their present so they can have more time to enjoy it! So that's why Ryan got his presents at midnight. As soon as I realized it was 12:00 a.m. and officially September 9th, I was already digging out his gifts from the closet.
The best part is, what I got for Ryan this year can't even come close to competing with the birthday presents I've gotten him in the past. Last year, I gave him an XBox 360.... the year before that it was a brand new snowboard... basically I spoil him. But I love doing it!
This year, due to lack of resources... I resorted to buying necessities. I got Ryan a really nice, thick black and grey blanket because we've been sleeping with only sheets on our beds. I figured it would be nice to have a real blanket considering it will be snowing and completely dark soon. I also purchased him some of the best smelling body wash I could find. To save on suitcase space, we only brought along my Bath & Body Works Vanilla body wash. I decided it was about time that he started smelling like a man again instead of a delicious dessert. Haha although I do love the smell of both!
Here's a picture of Ryan from last night proudly displaying his gifts.
I think the best birthday gift of all was the hilarious card I gave him. Isn't that picture the best!?
He definitely got a kick out of it. Not as much as I did though...
Tonight, Ryan and I are going to head downtown to eat a nice dinner and celebrate our birthdays. Nothing too fancy, as the restaurant selection in Lulea is pretty slim. But it is definitely a treat to take a break from cooking and have a good excuse to buy some overpriced dessert and have someone else cook.
And so there you have it folks! Our first birthday celebrated as a married couple! Complete with boring gifts and a cheesy card. Life is good.
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!
-The Bogarts
Don't you even worry. Ryan doesn't take offense to being a mere 4 days older than me. In fact, the other 361 days out of the year that I'm not teasing him for being an old man, he points out quite frequently that he is older than me. But usually only when we are having a disagreement about something. Then he follows up that thought with "You should respect your elders!" Dumb.
I gave Ryan his presents at Midnight because I'm a horrible present-giver. To clarify, I absolutely love buying presents for other people. Christmas is my favorite time of year because I have an excuse to buy everyone I know and love a present. Nothing beats the excitement I get from searching around and finding things for people that I know they'll really enjoy. My problem with giving presents is that I can't wait to give the person their present! I just want them to have their present so they can have more time to enjoy it! So that's why Ryan got his presents at midnight. As soon as I realized it was 12:00 a.m. and officially September 9th, I was already digging out his gifts from the closet.
The best part is, what I got for Ryan this year can't even come close to competing with the birthday presents I've gotten him in the past. Last year, I gave him an XBox 360.... the year before that it was a brand new snowboard... basically I spoil him. But I love doing it!
This year, due to lack of resources... I resorted to buying necessities. I got Ryan a really nice, thick black and grey blanket because we've been sleeping with only sheets on our beds. I figured it would be nice to have a real blanket considering it will be snowing and completely dark soon. I also purchased him some of the best smelling body wash I could find. To save on suitcase space, we only brought along my Bath & Body Works Vanilla body wash. I decided it was about time that he started smelling like a man again instead of a delicious dessert. Haha although I do love the smell of both!
Here's a picture of Ryan from last night proudly displaying his gifts.
I think the best birthday gift of all was the hilarious card I gave him. Isn't that picture the best!?
He definitely got a kick out of it. Not as much as I did though...
Tonight, Ryan and I are going to head downtown to eat a nice dinner and celebrate our birthdays. Nothing too fancy, as the restaurant selection in Lulea is pretty slim. But it is definitely a treat to take a break from cooking and have a good excuse to buy some overpriced dessert and have someone else cook.
And so there you have it folks! Our first birthday celebrated as a married couple! Complete with boring gifts and a cheesy card. Life is good.
Peace, Love, and Swedish Meatballs!
-The Bogarts
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