Trash the Dress. Have you done it?

It’s this idea that after the wedding you do a photo shoot later in your wedding dress and totally “trash” it. Get it all wet and dirty and get some great photos. Even though my wedding was 2 years ago, I am thinking about “trashing” my dress. I spent $1200 on the dang thing and wore it for one day!!! It’s just hanging in a storage bag. I don’t think 2 years later is too late to trash the dress, do you? I can still fit into it, so I don’t need to down any diet pills before hand! Might as well, right? And it would be super cool to add to Preston’s portfolio.

So, have you trashed your wedding dress? It sounds like a fabulous idea to me. Photo examples! I think it sounds a lot worse than it actually is. You don’t really like trash it to the point of it being totally destroyed. You just take some really great photos and don’t worry if the dress gets wet or dirty. Sounds fun to me!

I had to throw this in because it’s one of my favs.

Today, Preston and I were having a discussion (ie: argument) and while we were busy ranting on to each other, Ava decided to get into a shipping box full of pink packing peanuts, and attempt to eat them while she gleefully threw them all around the cabin.
It was so cute and so funny. She quickly realized that packing peanuts do not taste like peanut peanuts. There’s nothing like a baby giggling and tossing packing peanuts around to lighten things up a bit. It makes you realize how silly most of the things are that married couples argue about.

I love you hubby.

I was reading this article today on how one couple vowed to have 101 consecutive days of sex. My first thought was “What’s the big deal? Why is this a headline?” But then I read this:

A 1994 study indicates that 30- to 39-year-olds are having sex an average of 86 times per year, and 40- to 49-year-olds are having sex an average of 69 times per year.

What?! Are you serious? THAT’S IT?! No freaking wonder divorce is rampant. I’m not saying that lack of sex is the only reason for divorce of course (ha ha that rhymed), but seriously, you cannot have a thriving marriage without having sex. I don’t care who you are (unless you’re like, fairly old and unable or something) or what your excuse, it’s just not possible.
I do realize that women get very busy and have a lot of responsibilities and all of that. I am one of them. With twins, trying to run a business, trying to keep the house clean, cook, etc. you can get very busy and very tired. I’m not saying that every woman who doesn’t have sex allll that time has a sucky marriage. I’m not saying any of that at all. What I am saying is that even once a week could do wonders. And I realize this 1994 study would indicate that most have it once a week, I have heard it as being quite a bit less. On Oprah or something I think…. ?
You know what I hate? I hate when some women make up every excuse in the book to not have sex with their husband. On this particular forum I go to, it’s amazing to hear the things women say about their husbands in regards to sex. It’s disgusting to see the excuses they make up!!! They admit to lying and giving all sorts of excuses in order to not have sex with their husband, and then some later come on and bitch and complain about their husbands looking at porn on the internet! I DO NOT FEEL SORRY FOR THEM! They bring it on themselves. (Again, this is not all women, I’m talking about the ones who regularly make excuses). And if you go to the extreme, lots even end up cheating. While I do not in any way condone cheating to any degree what so ever, I still can’t feel too sorry for the women either. If you’re not having sex with your husband, the shit is going to hit the fan sooner or later. Promise.
This quote from the article is soooooo true:

Once you stop making love to your partner, you become roommates.

Think about it. What sets your husband apart from any other person you could live with? Sex.
On a pregnancy forum I go to, it’s even worse. Okay seriously, this is probably TMI but I had sex with my husband just as often while I was HUGELY pregnant with twins almost just as often as I did before I got pregnant. And let me tell you, that is pretty darn often. Just because you are pregnant it’s not a ticket for you to deny your husband of a basic human need. Some women are just ruthless. It makes me sick. One of the biggest excuses “I’m not in the mood”. Okay well you know what? GIVE IN and quit trying to play power trips and you might actually be surprised. There are a lot of times that I don’t exactly feel “in the mood” but when I just quit being selfish, I end up having some of the best sex ever. Again, I’m very sorry Mom, and Mom #2, way too much info. But, seriously.
I know that I am pretty much by far in the minority on this thinking. And that’s fine with me. I just think it’s very sad how many women are robbing themselves of an awesome marriage, and for what? I really think most of the time it’s a power trip. You would be amazed at how much better a marriage is when you add regular sex into the picture. Seriously. Give it a try. I have an amazing, fun, lively marriage with my husband for a lot of reasons and I KNOW that sex is one of them. And when I don’t feel “in the mood” for sex it’s fine with him. Because he knows I’m not just making up some fake excuse or pretending to be asleep.
I’m sorry. I kind of went off on a big rant there.
I’m going to go for 102 days. I wonder if I’ll make it on Fox News.

P.S. Since it wasn’t made perfectly clear, I would like to add that I DO think that women have the right to refuse sex. I do not think that women need to just bow down and have sex with their husbands whenever they want it. My issue is with HOW some women going about refusing it. You can do it honestly and kindly, and that’s fine. But when you lie and make up excuses to not do it, that is wrong. In my opinion. This is all my opinion. It’s my blog, remember?

Yay! Two wonderful fun amazing years! So much has happened. It’s insane!

We leave for our 4th trip to Vegas together in the morning and I am so excited! We have to get up pretty early so I should be in bed but I had a lot of things to get together for the girls while we’re gone. I’m going to miss them but I’m really looking forward to the break!

I most likely won’t post again until we get back, but I’ll probably post to my flickr account. Because you know, I have a super cool new phone that takes good pictures. (I like my phone, have you noticed? )

Hope everyone has a good week! I’ll get with the 3 Trees Gotta Go registrations when I get back.

If you need to brush up on the story you can do so here.

I left off last at Christmas Eve and B had tickets to the Seahawks game while I was very, very sick. I begged him to say home with me. If he went to the game I would be home all day by myself on Christmas Eve, extremely sick. Did he go to the game?

Of course he did. And it was one of the worst days of my life. I was SO SICK. We’re talking like, puking up bile. It was really, really, really, really bad. At one point I had to crawl to the bathroom because I couldn’t even walk, I was so weak. I couldn’t keep anything down. I stayed home all day on Christmas Eve, by myself, sick as a dog. But, oh well, I made it. I’m alive.

After this incident, I pretty much had convinced myself that I was wasting time with a person who didn’t care about me how I cared about him. I wanted a lot more out of my life than I was getting from the 5 years we were together. But, I told myself maybe it will get better. After all, what was I going to do? I was living in Dallas, practically alone. And I thought I loved the guy.

After getting back into Dallas, things were normal for the next few days. Then, on New Years Day 2006 I was chatting with an online friend who was a photographer, and he was telling me about this other photographer in the area who was this awful guy that “everyone hated”. I had heard a lot before about this notorious awful man. The thing that always struck me as odd was that none of the stories I had heard about this guy ever added up. There was always some obvious discrepancy in each story I heard about this person. It was very intriguing actually. I wanted to know what it was about this guy that made everyone hate him so much. The person I was chatting with asked if I had ever seen him before. I said no. So he linked me to this persons myspace profile.

Now, like I said, I had never seen this person before. Everyone had always told me how “ugly” and “disgusting” he was saying he was “fat” and “gross”. When I clicked the link to view the myspace profile, I thought he had actually given me the incorrect link. Sitting on my computer screen was an extremely handsome, sexy man. Not some fat, ugly, disgusting creep like I had heard about. At that point I knew something was up. Something was not right. I was hearing all about this person but none of it added up. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t form an opinion on someone or something until I hear all sides of the story. I really wanted to chat with this guy and get his side of the story to see what was going on. It was curiosity.

Now, the person that I was chatting with was a photographer, like I mentioned. I had posted on a message board that is frequented by photographers and models about a photographer I was going to shoot with. Some people didn’t like this particular photographer either, but you hear so much he says she says that I decided on my own that I was going to shoot with this person and so I posted about it.

Are you still with me?

So, this same day that I had seen the profile of the guy everyone hated (aka: Preston) a girl messaged me telling me that she had read that I was going to shoot with so and so and that I shouldn’t because she knew him personally and wanted to talk to me about him. So I talked to her a little and she mentioned that she was currently doing some administration work for “the guy everyone hated”. At that point I was pretty interested in talking to this guy and casually asked her “Doesn’t he live in Houston?” because that is what I had been told. She informed me that he actually lived in the Dallas area now. So I asked her to have him message me because I wanted to talk to him. Maybe 30 seconds later he messaged me.

So now what do I do? I have “the guy” on my computer screen, saying hi to me in an instant message, what do I say? This might not seem like a big deal, but I’m telling you this was “the guy” you didn’t want to be affiliated with. He was apparently that bad. Which made me want to chat with him even more. HA! What is it with girls and “bad guys”?

Anyway, we started to chat and I was not even surprised that he was completely normal and nice. We talked for hours online and then on the phone and he told me his side of the story on all the things that I had heard about him. I wasn’t the slightest bit surprised to hear that nothing I had been told about him was true, according to him of course. It had all been twisted around, mostly by one guy who started all the “issues” with Preston to begin with. It’s like one person of power (and I used that term very lightly) gets pissed off and then starts all this stuff and next thing you know, Preston is the worst person on the planet.

Of course, maybe I’m just brainwashed.

So, Preston and I decide that we might want to do some work together. I was a model, he was a photographer, so we decided to meet for lunch the next day at Chipotle. B agreed to me going because quite frankly I honestly don’t think he gave a rip. I’m sure there was a football game or something on that was much more interesting than his girlfriend going off to meet some random guy from the internet.

It’s January 2nd, 2006. I pull into Chipotle. I call Preston to see if he was there yet, and he said he would be there in a second and told me what he was driving. I watched him pull up and park. Before I had a chance to see him I sat there in my car, waiting. I was really nervous, thinking that I’m completely stupid and this was such as stupid, stupid, stupid idea. What was I thinking meeting up with “the guy” that I had heard so much about?! I have a boyfriend! Wait, it’s just a talk about business. It’s okay. No big deal. Everything is fine. Get out of the car. He’s waiting.

So I get out of the car. I am still looking down, afraid for some reason of what I might see if I look up and face this guy…

I’m crossing the parking lot of Chipotle and I finally get the nerve to look up while I’m walking. I nearly stopped dead in my tracks at what I saw.

“Ooooh. Shit.” Is what was going through my head at that point.

To Be Continued. . .

Tonight. Part IV of “How I Fell in Love With a Stranger (and ended up married 7 months later) Part ___”. It’s going to be a good part because now we’re getting to the point of introducing Preston into the picture. And we all know how awesome that ends up!

For now, we are going to have dinner with Ashton tonight. She’s missing her Daddy so much right now. She’s so precious.

I’m so excited for the girls birthday party coming up! I was going to make them these cute little tutu dress outfits but I am thinking now that they will most likely be too hot in them since we’re having a BBQ outside. It’s been so nice lately, and HOT. In the 90s. I love it!

I think we are going to have a 4th of July party here at our house this year. I’m excited for that as well. I love watching all the fireworks and stuff. BBQ’s in the summer are so fun! We’ll have Ashton this year too so that will be nice. It will be interesting to see how the girls react to the fireworks. Hopefully it won’t scare them.

Preston and I have our 2 year wedding anniversary coming up on July 29th. I can’t believe it’s almost been 2 years already! We’re planning out a little vacation for the occasion. I think we are going to Vegas again! We have been there quite a few times together but it’s so special to us… it’s our “spot”. So we love to go there. Vegas never gets boring! We found some really awesome vacation packages too. I don’t think we even considered another place for our anniversary. We would like to go to Mexico next spring but for our anniversary, we really just want to go back where it all started. (FYI: we went to Vegas together the day after we met… I need to finish the love story, I know! ) I’m so excited though, I LOOOOVE Vegas. I’m hoping to lose a few more pounds before then so I can feel 100% confident in my bikini. Maybe I need some lipovox so that I can lose fast?! Yah right! I would never take diet pills. They’re so bad for you. Really though, I’m at my pre-pregnancy weight so I just need to tone up some so that I don’t feel self conscious if my booty jiggles. Not that a little booty jigglin’ ever hurt anyone!

Anyway, I’m off to watch last night’s episode of House. I missed it but luckily it got recorded. I’m sad this is the last episode till next season!