THIRTY YEARS OLD

On Sunday my favorite human is turning 30 years old. THIRTY YEARS OLD. I met him when he was 18. That blows my mind.

Once again I was going to share the details of our Texas trip on here today. But then I decided I should write something about Kyle. But I don’t really know what to say…

I often mention K on this blog so there’s not much I haven’t said. (This birthday post is one of my favorites.) Today I’m making him answer some questions in honor of his birthday. Spoiler alert: He dodged most of them.

We’ll start with the hardest question: Peach pie or yellow cake with chocolate frosting?
It depends. Just a generic pie and cake, the yellow cake with chocolate frosting. If it’s your grandma’s peach pie, I’d pick that.

What’s the most important lesson you’ve learned in the last 30 years?
That’s too deep.
Answer it.
What the hell. (He’s technically not being a smartass… A few weeks ago we realized that we live our lives in a very “what the hell” kind of way. I’ll blog about that some other day. Essential when an opportunity presents itself we say “what the hell” and go for it.)

What age has been your favorite?
My favorite pizza is JNG.
That’s not an acceptable answer.
It IS an acceptable answer. That’s not an acceptable question.

If you didn’t play drums what instrument would you play?
Probably nothing.
You’re so boring.
I didn’t ask you to ask me these…

Who would play you in a movie about your life?
Enzo.
That’s not an answer.
I don’t knooooow. I’m not a casting agent… I guess, with my language, Samuel L. Jackson.

Advice for a 20 year old?
Drop out of school and start a business.
That’s not good advice, dear.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
I don’t know.
You could at least be nice and say with me.
Well, yeah. Duh.

circa 2010

Annnnnnnd there you have it. *eyeroll*

So happy birthday, Boo. I can’t wait to see what this decade brings. You can accomplish anything ❤︎ I love you.

                                          – A

Happy Not-Valentine’s Day

FYI, Last week I took a semi-planned hiatus from the blog because I’ve been feeling directionless and angry and trite. K and I were in Texas for business, too, so I just took the week off. (I still read posts when I could. )

On Tuesday I talked about books and skipped over the Valentine’s Day obligations, so today I want to backtrack. I don’t know how you feel about Valentine’s Day, but I’m OK with having a random day in February to remind me to show some love. (In 2015 I shared the love with all sorts of people.)

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This year K gets all my attention. I met Kyle almost twelve years ago.

❤︎ In all that time he has never made me feel like I couldn’t do something, ability-wise or permission-wise. He doesn’t doubt me.

❤︎ We will celebrate four years of marriage in April. Two years ago some stupid drama knocked me off my horse and made me breakdown mentally. K picked me back up and made sure I knew he was on my side no matter what. It sounds silly, but I didn’t realize his loyalty to me until that moment. He’d pick me first for dodgeball. He’s the co-captain of my Quidditch team. I’d be his “one choice” as far as deserted island companions go.

❤︎ I have always said that I don’t need K and he doesn’t need me. But I will openly admit that my life would suck so much without him. He’s my favorite human. I feel my best when I stand next to him.

❤︎ My husband loves dogs as much as I do. That’s not a learned characteristic. He is a bleeding-heart dog lover and that is my favorite quality in a person. (A direct quote from him on Tuesday: “Dogs aren’t a hobby. They’re a lifestyle.” Lol.)

❤︎ I have been angry and feisty and prayerful these last few weeks. I am an unapologetic feminist and sometimes that means angry rants at the dinner table and frustrated fact-sharing in the car wash queue. And K has endured it all with an occasional mumbled, “Yep” or head nod. I’m politically vocal and he’s reserved, but we’re both unapologetic.

And just for fun…

Who’s older? Kyle.
Who was interested first? My guess is me…
More sarcastic? Neither one of us are sarcastic.
Who makes the biggest mess? K.
What are your middle names? Louise & Geoffrey
Do you have any children together? Ly & Enzo. One was even adopted out of wedlock! *gasp*
Did you go to the same school? Yes, at different times.
Who is the most sensitive? Me.
Where do you eat out most as a couple? JNG. Hands down.
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple? Jamaica, I think.
Who does the cooking? Me.
Who is more social? K.
Who is the neat freak? I’m not necessarily a neat freak, but I like things to be where they’re supposed to be.
Who is the most stubborn? He says me. I disagree.
Who wakes up earlier? K.
Who drives when you are together? Mostly him, but I do on occasion.
Who eats more sweets? K.

I got through all of that without saying I love Kyle, but I do. We’ve been busy this month with the business and dogs and travel, but I’m never too busy to say I love my husband, even and especially on an average day like February 16th.

Happy Late Valentine’s Day ❤︎

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Chats with K

If this is your first time ever coming to my blog then you should know that K is my husband.

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K: So… when do you think your bangs are going to grow out again?
*I slowly turn my head and glare at him*
K: …….asking for a friend.

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Pillow talk…
Me: I’m going to get my brother a Foot Cardigan subscription for Christmas.
K *lightly punches my pillow*: You’re a jerk! I wanted that!
Me: Kyle… I can get more than one person a subscription.
K: Yeah but you won’t. You love him more than me.
*turns over in bed and pouts*

For the record, they both got a subscription.

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I get a text from K while we’re both at work…
K: What’s your Amazon Prime login?
*I tell him and 10 minutes go by…*
Then I receive an email notification that my purchase has been confirmed:

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“Sequin Candy Cane Black Suit Jacket”

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K: I feel like this reminds me of you:

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Me: Ha! Yeah… I saw a meme the other day that said, “Wife goes out for milk and comes home with a puppy. Husband says, ‘I thought you were going for milk!’ Then the wife says ….” I forget how it ends.
K: That was so terrible.

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Life’s an adventure with this guy… ha.

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Chats with K (Roadtrip Edition)

If this is your very first time ever coming to my blog then you should know that K is my husband.

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During lunch at Boardwalk on the Beach.
K *slides car keys to me*: My beer is 10% alcohol…
Me: Well I just ordered moonshine so… it appears we’ll be shopping a little longer.

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As we’re leaving the hotel for the day…
Me: Got a room key?
K: Yeah.
Me: Car key?
K: Yeah.
Me: Phone?
K: Yes, dear. Anything else?
Me: …got your wallet?
K: Yes.
Me: Then I think we’re all good!

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We were discussing a 2017 wedding in which we’re helping with the canine attendant.
Me: This is like your dream wedding, Mr. Anti-Social! You can avoid all the guests because you’re bringing a dog to the wedding!
K: I always bring a dog to weddings.
Me: You are not funny.

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I would bet that this man has NEVER made cookie dough.
I guarantee this smart-aleck has never made cookie dough in his life.

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During the Halloween party.
Party guest: Do you guys have some drinks or liquor?
My brother: I have never known this house not to have alcohol in it.*

*Taken as a compliment, yo.

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Sometimes we make big decisions together. Sometimes he talks to my dad.

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Never a dull moment, guys…

Happy Hump Day!

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Nine.

I started dating Kyle nine years ago today. I was 17 years old and a totally different person than I am at 26. I was smaller (sigh, haha) and less stable and more dramatic and less sure of myself. I look at 17-year-olds now and think, ‘You’re such a little baby.’

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If it doesn’t come across clearly in other posts, let it be known that I absolutely love my husband. I love him more now that I did nine years ago. And this post might come off as bragging, but I don’t know how to express my pride for him any other way. (And I think it’s really important to be proud of your significant other.)

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Kyle is the kind of guy that would rather spend four years building a business than buy a lottery ticket and make a million that way. (Of course, we’d absolutely take a winning lottery ticket if you’ve got one…) He’s the kind of man that doesn’t shy away from crying babies. He’s the type that doesn’t stand for abuse- whether it’s a human or an animal. He hangs out with my grandpa and takes the time to go to breakfast with the men in his family. He prides himself on a perfectly grilled steak and wants to share his excess with those who really need it. He knows that sometimes I just need quiet time to get lost in a book, but he still badgers me to come and watch TV with him because he likes being in the same room as me.

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He’s clever and kind, witty and hilarious, observant and thoughtful. He is my favorite human on the planet and I feel so lucky that I get to do life with him. We’re both stubborn and arrogant- we argue and get annoyed. He still hasn’t figure out the mystery of the clothing hamper or how to clean up his facial hair from the sink (and he gets annoyed that I bite my nails and leave my keys in the unlocked car), but I will have those fights over and over again, forever and ever- so long as they’re with him.

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We’ve done a lot, but I know we’ve got so much more to do and see and experience. I’m so happy to co-pilot this life with Kyle. And if you’re looking to do life with another human I hope you find someone that compliments you as well as my husband does me. It makes life so sweet and full and fun ❤︎

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Chats with K + other conversations

If this is your very first time ever coming to my blog then you should know that K is my husband.

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I had an eye doctor appointment recently and I decided not to wear mascara that morning so he’d have a clear canvas to exam. Halfway through the exam he told me I needed to open my eyes wider because my eyelashes were so long 😀 I don’t think he necessarily meant it as a compliment, but I took it as such!

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K was in the shower and I was bringing him a pair of shorts from the laundry room.
Me: Hey, my mom brought us donuts but they messed yours up- it’s chocolate frosting instead of maple.
K *sticks head out of curtain & has a shampoo mohawk*: That’s unacceptable.
Me: …I can’t take you seriously.

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K: I need you to keep the house stocked with some things at all times.
Me: Um… What?
K: Oreos.
Me: I thought you were going to start eating better.
K: Yeah, plus Oreos.

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Via text – K was home for lunch & I was at work.
Me: Pull the chicken out of the freezer so it’ll thaw for dinner.
K: Why chicken? I thought we were having hello giggles for dinner.
Me: We are. And it’s HelloFresh. And the chicken is part of it.

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K texted and asked me when I’d be home from my hair appointment:

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The show K was watching ended and the production co. ads started playing for the movie on next
K: Alright, time for bed.
Me: Nah, sit down here and watch whatever movie this is so I can read a bit.
*I take the remote and hit “INFO”*
K: No, I don’t want to- *reads ‘Smokey and the Bandit’ * – DAMMIT.
Me: See you in a few hours!

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Sometimes we go to local open houses on Sunday afternoons- just because we like to.
K: Why are you bringing your purse in?
Me: Because I have pig-tails in my hair today and I thought a purse would make me look more like an adult.
K: ….you have a Batman pin on your purse.

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Kyle’s Birthday

My husband turns 29 tomorrow.

29.

How is the man I love 29 years old…!? I think it’s absolutely insane that I knew him at 19. We weren’t romantically involved, but we were friends. And now he’s 29. Almost 30! Life is weird.

When we confessed our feelings for one another K had just turned 20 and I was 16 and a half. There’s nothing weird about 25 & 29, but 16 & 20 tends to raise eyebrows. Fortunately, we weren’t foolish and my parents knew that I had a little crush on Kyle. Our time together was spent going for ice cream or watching movies in my living room or taking walks. After six months of flirtatious day-dates, three days after my 17th birthday, my parents gave me the ok to “date” Kyle.

Best birthday present ever.

A four year gap doesn’t work for everyone, but K knew that I had big plans: graduate high school, attend college, find a job. I also threw him for a few loops with a crazy schedule (thanks, drumline!) and a month-long trip to India. He never said, “no.” He never said, “don’t do it.” And if he had, we wouldn’t be the people or the couple that we are. Less than a year before we got married he said he was thinking about starting a company. And I said go for it.

We’ve been Kyle&Audrey for so long. I’m reminded of the Zits comic when I type that.

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But oh how I admire half of that equation. The “Kyle” part, if you’re wondering. He’s a crazy cool guy. He’s patient and hilarious. He’s a little arrogant but admittedly very talented. He’s so damn creative. He has a huge heart that’s encased in a fortress of sarcasm. He’s loyal to a fault but he’s strong enough to walk away and bite whatever bullet needs bit. He’s unique and intelligent and wonderful.

Though I may be bias.

Is it annoying to read about one’s love for another human? Sorry. I mean, it is his birthday so…… Long story short, I feel like the luckiest person alive to have K on my team.

We don’t always agree. We’re not always on the same page. But he’s the best. And tomorrow he’ll be 29. And I can’t wait to celebrate tomorrow and 50 years from tomorrow.

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