Friday, December 21, 2007

We're going to DC!

So many things I want to blog, so little time. But we just accepted the internship in DC. I'm thrilled. Come visit me!

Thursday, December 13, 2007


Rob and I's 2nd anniversary is coming up in a few days, and I'm very excited about it. I never understood why people made such a big deal out of anniversaries, but now I love having the opportunity to just celebrate each other and our relationship.

Since my last post put me dangerously close to my cheesiness quota for the month, I'll keep this short. I simply had no idea that marriage could be this wonderful. Rob makes me truly happy, and I'm a better and stronger person because we are together. I'm absolutely blown away by his kindness and respect towards me, and I'm so grateful he is a part of my life.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Tagged: Rob and I

Just for fun, this is a picture of Rob and me in Warwick Castle, while we were on study abroad. Anyways, I've been tagged by Lisa, so here goes. As for tagging other people, most of the people that read my blog don't have their own, but if you feel like starting your own blog to post, go for it!

1. What is his name? Robert David C.

2. How long have you been married? Two years on Monday!!!!!!

3. How long did you date? We officially dated for a year and a half, and we were engaged for four months. :) But you can add on two or three more months if you include the period where we went on dates, but I wasn’t interested in dating him exclusively.

4. Who eats more? Probably Rob, but I’m a close second. We eat like a family of four.

5. Who said I love you first? Definitely Rob. He said it, and I kind of awkwardly said “thank you” back because I didn’t know what else to say. I liked him, and I wanted the relationship to move forward, but I didn’t love him yet. This happened on a regular basis for several months until I felt strongly enough to say it back. :) Yeah, awkward.

6. Who sings better? My voice is probably a little better, but I’ll give it to Rob because it is infinitely cooler to be singing your own compositions while playing the guitar.

7. Who is taller? Rob.

8. Whose temper is worse? Neither of us really have tempers. We’re both incredibly mellow people. :) But we’ll give it to me for my stronger indignation about political and social issues.

9. Who does the laundry? We usually do it together, but Rob has been doing it on his own more and more frequently as of late (thanks Rob!).

10. Who does the dishes? We wash our own plates, silverware, etc, and then I usually do the pots because Rob prefers to let them soak, and I can’t handle them being all over my counters. But he’s totally willing.

11. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me.

12. Who does the cooking? We split this, but I probably cook 75% of the time now. It just depends on who is busier. When we were first married, Rob did 90% of the cooking. Let me tell you, it was paradise to come home from work and have Rob pull a ham out the oven.

13. Who is more stubborn? Again, we’re both mellow people, but I’m probably more stubborn.

14. Who proposed? Rob. He took me on a tandem bike ride up Provo Canyon to Bridal Veil Falls, and he proposed on the hike back down. Very fun.

15. Who is more likely to admit when they are wrong? One of us just has to look slightly sad about something, and the other starts apologizing profusely.

16. Whose parents do you see the most? This year, we’ll see mine twice and Rob’s once.

17. Who pays the bills? We’re both working, but I’m the one holding down the full-time job now.

18. Who wears the pants in the family? We’re very egalitarian in this. We really do make decisions together. I guess I’m the one that pushes us to actually settle down and make decisions, but we don’t make a decision unless we’re both comfortable with it.

19. Why do you love your husband? Wow, where do I start? He is the kindest person I have ever met. He is incredibly thoughtful, perceptive, and affectionate. He’s a very grateful person, and very committed. He’s smart and loves learning, and we can revel in our nerdiness together. He’s very, very musical (how cool is it to have a husband that writes you non-cheesy love songs on a regular basis?). He really encourages me in my education, work, calling, everything. He never judges me, and lets me find my answers on my own terms and own timing. :) And I’ll stop before I cheese people out.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Washington, D.C.

The big news of the week is that Rob has received his first job offer. He's been offered a position (OK, technically a 90-day internship that hires on around 90% of its interns) in Washington, D.C. I'm so proud of him - it was a competitive spot. We're really excited to have this opportunity, and we'll be praying a lot this weekend as we decide. On the one hand, it is a little scary to have to make this decision before most companies have even started posting their positions, but at the same time, how incredible would it be to not have to spend the next six months applying for jobs, flying out for interviews, etc? Wow, that feels really good. We feel really blessed to have this opportunity.

I'm absolutely giddy about the possibility - in fact, my coworkers said I was acting like a "high school girl that just got asked to the prom by the quarterback" when Rob called to tell me. DC is a very, very Erin city - museums, politics, history, music, public transportation, 3 airports, and plenty of friends living in the area. I love the idea of raising a family in or near a big city. I absolutely loved going to the Smithsonian Natural History museum when I lived in DC as a kid, and also getting to see where important historical events happened. It was a major part of what made me want to study in London. DC would also be good for me professionally - I'm very interested in the government documents side of librarianship, and DC would be a great place to be for that. And while cost of living is ridiculous (which is our biggest deterrent from accepting the position), entertainment is cheap, if you know how to work the city. I'd never have a reason to be bored.

We'll keep you posted.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007


I'm not going to be able to concentrate until I blog this.

I'm still figuring out how to respond. I went to Westroads all the time when I was still in Omaha. I always parked at the Von Maur (so I could remember where I parked). At this point, they think the shooter is a 19-year-old from Bellevue, my suburb.

I don't know why this feels so much more personal to me. It isn't the first time violence has happened somewhere familiar to me. I've lived in D.C., after all. I knew people that worked in the Pentagon. But September 11th made sense to me - there was a clear motive, and while I don't agree with their actions by any stretch of the imagination, I instantly came to terms with what happened.

Then there were the shootings in Salt Lake. A good friend of mine lived a few blocks away. But the casualty rate was much lower, and it made me sad, of course, but not in the same way as this. Same questions about human nature, but I feel it in a different way.

My immediate reaction to this news was to start praying that no one that I knew had been hurt. And then I stopped. I started wondering why my pain should be privileged over that of others. It feels so cruel - my reprieve is another person's pain. Am I selfless enough to care equally about the pain of someone I've never met? I want to, at least, and hopefully that's enough.

Now I'm praying for comfort for those that have been impacted, and for the doctors working on those that are still in critical condition. Join me?

I haven't heard from my parents. I'm not worried about their safety - they had absolutely no reason to be at the mall that time of day, and they aren't crazy about Westroads. But not knowing for sure is slightly unsettling.

I worry about whether I'm worrying the right amount. Sometimes I feel like many more innocent people die every day around the world, and in worse circumstances, and it is childish and selfish of me to privilege the people and places I know. But part of me feels like I don't care enough. Part me recognizes how easily the damage could be mine, and feels almost an obligation to recognize the loss that others incurred. It makes me feel callous that when I finish this post, I am going to make dinner, work on my research paper, and not check the news again until tomorrow, and that I will feel completely comfortable doing so.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Playing Games

Rob and I love games. We made sure to bulk up on some of our favorites when we got married, and we've put them to use on many occasions with friends. Unfortunately, we neglected to make two-player games a part of our collection. We finally got tired of playing the same two games over and over and treated ourselves to a new game that can be played 2-player: Ticket to Ride (Marklin Edition). Very fun - I highly recommend it. You get to be strategic, but it doesn't involve so much strategy that your brain hurts and you wonder why you thought it would be a fun break from homework.

You can learn a lot about yourself and others by playing games. This is what came out when Rob and I played this for the first time last night:
  • We can't be mean to each other, even in game format. We both had plenty of opportunities to block each other, just for the sake of making it harder for the other player, but neither of us could do it. Yeah, cheesy newlyweds.
  • Rob read the entire rule booklet out loud, word for word, before we started playing. :) I patiently sat and daydreamed, and let him explain the cliff-notes version to me when he finished. Can you tell which one of us has a scholarly interest in designing instruction?
  • Of the two of us, I'm much more likely to make impulsive plays. Much more likely.