Friday, November 21, 2014

Weekend Getaway

Verner and I headed out of the city yesterday morning to drive 8 hours down to glorious Menifee. Okay fine, there is nothing really glorious about Menifee, except the person living there: a.k.a. my mother. We decided to make a little trip to see the fam since we won't be down here next week for Thanksgiving and also it's my mom's 61st birthday on Sunday! So Happy Birthday, Mom!

Anyway, I brought down a wedding dress I had ordered online from BHLDN so that I could show my mom in person (which actually isn't going to be my wedding dress, but it's close enough). After chit chatting over wine for a bit we snuck off to her bedroom so I could try it on for her.

She had me stand on a foot stool thing as she buttoned me up and fluffed out the train.

Then, she promptly took a step back to look at me.....and cried.

She SAYS it's because she thought I looked so beautiful, but trust me on this: After being hungover in a car for 8 hours WITHOUT showering, my rats nest hair piled on top of my makeup-less head, I can guarantee you "beautiful" I was not, and instead would like to attribute her tears to the 3 glasses of wine that were consumed.

But still, it was touching. ;)

And then we sashayed over to my grandparents "quarters" so they could see their granddaughter in all her wedding dress glory (even though it isn't really the dress, but ya know, like I said, close enough). Unfortunately they won't be able to come to Kauai for the wedding because well, they're old? So it was really nice to be able to show them a little portion of the big day.

And now I will leave you with this:
I'm sure most of you know of the undying love my 2 year old niece has for V Dizzle. She came over this morning and ran straight into his arms. And, guess what? She can say his name now! "Verr...Ner." It's extremely cute. He was getting ready in the bathroom and she kept knocking on the door saying, "Hello? Come on! Hello?" So then he finally opened the door (because how could he not?) and she gave him a big hug then helped him brush his teeth, because she's awesome like that.

Oh, how I wish our future babies would look Asian...or Black....or something of that sort. But unfortunately, I don't think their Quarter Korean or Quarter Black parts will be dominant enough to overpower their Half White part. Mark my words: We're going to have a white-skinned kid with a red afro and Asian eyes. I can see it now...

Alright - ramble over.

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

xo, Mish

Friday, November 14, 2014

I said the word "Love" 51 times in this post. Consider yourself warned.

Hi Honey!

Today you are 33! Hip, hip, holla, holla, hoo Dizzle hoo! Oh and hey, happy birthday! :)

I don't know if I can top last year's post, or heck, even the year before that was pretty spectacular, but you know me, I will sure try my darndest to make this day extra special for you.

I have decided that for this year's "Annual Birthday Ode Where I Have All Reason And Excuse To Get Extra Mushy And Publicly Proclaim My Love For You" post, I will share 33 reasons why I love you.

Are you ready for this? (You might want to grab a tissue.)



1. I love how effortlessly generous and loving you are. Not just with me, but with everyone. It's at the core of who you are. And I just love you for it.

2. I love that every morning, without fail, you hug me and kiss me and ask me how I slept. And then you make coffee. That sweet, sweet coffee. And it's just about perfect every time.

3. I love that we can spend all day, every day together (6 months of traveling definitely proved that for us) and not get sick of it. You are the one and only person I would ever want to share a studio apartment with.

4. I love that when we are apart, you always send me an "I love you" or an "I miss you" text.

5. I love that you are so open and willing to talk about your emotions and feelings. This wasn't always easy for you in the beginning, and Lord knows I've always been an open book - so I love so very much this part about you.

6. I love how easy it is to be with you. Truly. A lot of people say, "Relationships are hard work." And trust me, I know what it's like to be in a relationship where it was hard work. But not with you. Not ever. It's just so easy (dare I say, too easy?). If you ask me, I'd rather say, "Relationships take energy," because the word "work" just sounds too negative. And Boo, there's no one else I'd rather put energy into than you.

7. I love that you managed to throw me my first ever surprise party. That you took months to plan and prepare for it. That you brought together our families and closest friends. For me. And that you actually pulled it off (I mean, we all know how nosy I can be). Kudos man...kudos.

8. I love (and envy) your patience.

9. I love that you'll practice our "first dance" to determine our potential wedding song late night in the kitchen. While I'm in my underwear (though I guess I didn't need to share that piece of information).

10. I love that you tell me you hope our future daughter looks just like me.

11. I love that I am just as excited about you as I was when I first met you.

12. I love that you have 30 minute long conversations with your mom. Which, when we first started dating, I thought was incredibly odd. A man who actually likes talking on the phone with his mother?! But you did it then and you do it now. And goodness gracious, I just love that about you.

13. I love that you love to cook. And I love that you got me (Queen of the Microwave) to love to cook.

14. I love that we share equal household duties and that you're more than willing to do the dishes or laundry when your fiancè is being extra lazy.

15. I love that you truly make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

16. I love that you still open doors for me.

17. I love that you'll enthusiastically watch me do a little dance or sing a little song and be my "captive audience" when I've been alone all day and need a little attention. (Have I made myself sound completely pathetic yet?)

(even when I don't know the words....)
18. I love that you come to visit me at the store when you have a break between clients just to come say hi and that you missed me.

19. I love that you make sure I've been drinking enough water or eating enough snacks when I've had an extra long day of work. (Okay, now do I sound pathetic?)

20. I love that no matter how wild or "out there" my dreams are, you are the #1 supporter and fan. Always, without fail. You make me feel like I could fly to the moon if I wanted to.

21. I love that you're not afraid to tell me when you're scared or unsure about the future.

22. I love that you'll break your diet rules and eat some popcorn with me because I said I didn't want to eat it alone.

23. I love how hopelessly corny and cheesy we are, and hope that never stops.

24. I love that you give me your honest opinion about my outfit choices. (I mean seriously now, I may have the "Stylist" job title, but I think it's pretty clear who the true stylist is...)

25. I love that you'll watch endless amounts of Grey's Anatomy with me (amongst many other chick flicks).

26. I love that you're never too proud to say you're sorry (even if it's me that should say it first).

27. I love the amount of respect you have for me, and all women, really. You're not the type of man to put someone down, even if you're "just joking." I know what that feels like to be made to feel "less than" from a man, and it never feels good. So thank you for always making me feel equal and loved. Have I mentioned I love you?

28. I love your sense of adventure and your love for travel. Not just anyone would be willing to sell all of their possessions to go frolicking around the globe with their girlfriend of just a year.

29. I love that you dream big.

30. I love your beauty; both inside and out. (But let's just make it clear how drop dead sexy I think you are. And how much I love that too.;)

31. I love that you're going to be the future father of my children and that I have ZERO doubts how wonderful of a dad you'll be and will love them something fierce.

32. I love that you are exactly who you are and that there is not ONE thing I would change about you.

33. I love that you're not perfect, but you're perfect for me. (cue: cheese)

So in case you didn't catch my drift....I love you. You are the best part of my day. Every day. And I can't wait to call you my HUSBAND in just 7 1/2 short months.

Happy birthday, baby boo. Let's make it a good one, shall we? :)



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Monday, November 10, 2014

And then we became one with nature.

This past weekend, we rented a condo with friends via the great AirBnb in the great land of Yosemite. And it was great. I gotta tell ya, though - growing up in California all my life, I'm a little ashamed to admit that there are far too many places in this beautiful state that I haven't seen; Yosemite being one of them.

(Update: My mother has just informed me that I have, in fact, been to Yosemite and it appears that, once again, my memory has failed me. So there's that.)

It was refreshing to get away from the city, away from cell service and WiFi, and just well, be one with nature and friends (Okay fine, there was a TV there and we may or may not have watched an episode or two of Kendra On Top, to which I'm not necessarily proud of that fact, but I mean, come on! She's going through quite the crisis with a cheating husband and transsexual! How could you not watch?!).

Friday night we grilled hamburgers and played the always hilarious and always inappropriate game, Cards Against Humanity. I mean seriously, that game will never get old.

And Saturday we decided to be quite ambitious by hiking the 8.4 mile Chilnualna Falls that even the description warned us that it "climbs relentlessly," to which we said, "Poo, poo!" and climbed anyway.

Relentless? And how!

Every muscle beneath my boobs were screaming at me to stop. About 30 minutes in, I soon realized the importance of cardio training. Training, might I add, that I have not done, nor ever care to do. But yes, important, nonetheless.

Anyway - pain aside, the views were spectacular. And I mean spec-tac-u-lar.

And this is the part of the post where I insert a bazillion photos:

^^^ Here's the gang at the start of the hike, smiling big, with no idea what lies ahead... ^^^

^^^ Sometimes I like to get artsy fartsy and pretend I have photography skills. ^^^

And then we reached the top and cracked open some fresh, cold beers. And if you ask me, all hikes should be accompanied by beer because not only does it serve as a great reward for when you reach the top, but it helps mask the pain as well as distract you from the ever-looming fact that now you must turn around and go allllll the way back where you came from.

Muscles sore and faces caked with salty sweat, we finally made it back and indulged in some chili that had been cooking in the crock pot all day. It was glorious.

Sunday we stopped at the Tunnel View lookout and saw the Half Dome and El Capitan rocks. One of my favorite views.

Can you tell?

^^^ Had so much fun with you guys - another trip for the books!^^^

^^^ I haven't decided if being engaged constitutes sending Christmas Cards this year, but if we do, this could be a nice contender, no? ;) ^^^

Anyhoozle - there ya have it. Yosemite at its finest. I hope you enjoyed my once a month blog post. ;) It literally took me about an hour to do this, so you better.

Happy Monday!


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