Today, 8/9/10, marks mine and Justin’s 7th wedding anniversary. I’ve been working hard the last week on some special surprises I have up my sleeve. Of course, the sun did not set before I had my share of tears over my bad luck not cooperating with me. After a few bobbles along the way, the day produced one of our most memorable anniversaries yet.
I started the day off getting my atmosphere set up for the 7 course Italian meal I was serving for dinner. Yes, being the super awesome domestic executive that I am, I decided to try one for the books. At this point, my recipes have already been collected and my grocery list prepared. There was no way I could buy the groceries ahead of time or Justin would have known something was up. My plans for the morning included finishing my atmosphere, finishing my second surprise, and a trip to the grocery store.
The next step was to finish up the other surprise I was working on. I really needed my printer and scanner to work for me today. I was working on a collage of our vacations in Galveston/Crystal Beach over the years. Since our vacations started in the years before digital pictures, I had to scan pictures that had been printed to put them on my computer for formatting and reprinting. When I go to scan the pictures, my all-in-one printer starts acting a fool. It’s telling me I have a problem with an ink cartridge. Of course, it doesn’t tell me what is wrong or whether it is the color or black ink cartridge. After some short-lived troubleshooting, I give up and decide I should just go out and buy two new cartridges. Problem solved, right? Wrong…
It’s around brunchtime, and I head out to the grocery store with list in hand. Of course, now I have to make a pit stop I hadn’t planned on to pick up the dreaded ink. I quickly take care of that little issue and head on over to the grocery store. It all went pretty smoothly and quickly. Luckily, I was able to find everything I needed or at least some sort of substitution. My stressed out self was back home by 1:00pm., already off-schedule…
I lug all of my bags into the house, put the cold stuff in the fridge, and head to the printer with my ink. I pop in the black cartridge and voila, my printer is acting like that printer I know and love again. I quickly hook up my laptop and proceed to scan. You guessed it; now I’m getting another error message. I have been scanning this exact way for years and have never had a problem. Did I mention I have bad luck occasionally? I get smart and think camera memory card! Rejected! This memory card is not compatible with my printer. Now come the boat loads of tears. I call Justin to whine about my trouble, and he suggests the memory card from our old camera. I just had to be done with it or I was going to lose my mind. I eventually compose myself and decide it’s just time to move on and start cooking.
It’s about 3 o’clock now and, I put on some music which immediately makes me feel better. I start mixing and stirring, chopping and folding, shredding and whisking, beating and pouring, all in the name of love. As I begin to calm down and several burners are going, I change my mind and decide to try the old memory card and of course, it works! I can’t give up now; I scan, scan, scan. I get everything fixed up, ready to go, printed out, pasted on and my day has immediately brightened profusely! After a couple hours of feeling like Rachael Ray in the kitchen, I put the main course in the oven and rush off for the quickest shower known to man. I hurry back to cooking because Justin is due home any minute. I meet him at the door, and the look on his face is worth all of the trouble my day has brought.
He’s like a kid in a candy store, mesmerized by all of my visible creations. He joins the party again after he gets cleaned up, and we cook together until everything is ready. He excitedly takes pictures of everything (which is one less thing I have to think about…love!). We thoroughly enjoy our evening of some of our favorite things: music, food, laughter, and one another.
So, our 7th on 8/9/10 becomes nothing short of another great one for the memory books…
I started the day off getting my atmosphere set up for the 7 course Italian meal I was serving for dinner. Yes, being the super awesome domestic executive that I am, I decided to try one for the books. At this point, my recipes have already been collected and my grocery list prepared. There was no way I could buy the groceries ahead of time or Justin would have known something was up. My plans for the morning included finishing my atmosphere, finishing my second surprise, and a trip to the grocery store.
The next step was to finish up the other surprise I was working on. I really needed my printer and scanner to work for me today. I was working on a collage of our vacations in Galveston/Crystal Beach over the years. Since our vacations started in the years before digital pictures, I had to scan pictures that had been printed to put them on my computer for formatting and reprinting. When I go to scan the pictures, my all-in-one printer starts acting a fool. It’s telling me I have a problem with an ink cartridge. Of course, it doesn’t tell me what is wrong or whether it is the color or black ink cartridge. After some short-lived troubleshooting, I give up and decide I should just go out and buy two new cartridges. Problem solved, right? Wrong…
It’s around brunchtime, and I head out to the grocery store with list in hand. Of course, now I have to make a pit stop I hadn’t planned on to pick up the dreaded ink. I quickly take care of that little issue and head on over to the grocery store. It all went pretty smoothly and quickly. Luckily, I was able to find everything I needed or at least some sort of substitution. My stressed out self was back home by 1:00pm., already off-schedule…
I lug all of my bags into the house, put the cold stuff in the fridge, and head to the printer with my ink. I pop in the black cartridge and voila, my printer is acting like that printer I know and love again. I quickly hook up my laptop and proceed to scan. You guessed it; now I’m getting another error message. I have been scanning this exact way for years and have never had a problem. Did I mention I have bad luck occasionally? I get smart and think camera memory card! Rejected! This memory card is not compatible with my printer. Now come the boat loads of tears. I call Justin to whine about my trouble, and he suggests the memory card from our old camera. I just had to be done with it or I was going to lose my mind. I eventually compose myself and decide it’s just time to move on and start cooking.
It’s about 3 o’clock now and, I put on some music which immediately makes me feel better. I start mixing and stirring, chopping and folding, shredding and whisking, beating and pouring, all in the name of love. As I begin to calm down and several burners are going, I change my mind and decide to try the old memory card and of course, it works! I can’t give up now; I scan, scan, scan. I get everything fixed up, ready to go, printed out, pasted on and my day has immediately brightened profusely! After a couple hours of feeling like Rachael Ray in the kitchen, I put the main course in the oven and rush off for the quickest shower known to man. I hurry back to cooking because Justin is due home any minute. I meet him at the door, and the look on his face is worth all of the trouble my day has brought.
He’s like a kid in a candy store, mesmerized by all of my visible creations. He joins the party again after he gets cleaned up, and we cook together until everything is ready. He excitedly takes pictures of everything (which is one less thing I have to think about…love!). We thoroughly enjoy our evening of some of our favorite things: music, food, laughter, and one another.
So, our 7th on 8/9/10 becomes nothing short of another great one for the memory books…
Wow, can you come to my house to cook? Everything looks (and I'm sure tasted) great!
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