So… we’re a little different

There’s this romantic movie out right now and the trailer keeps playing on TV. Brian makes noises every time it comes on. There’s an army guy and he finds a girl whose picture saved his life or something along those lines. I may hear an “Ugh!” or an “Oh geez…” or my personal favorite, “Girls are so weird!”

The movie appeals to me. There’s a man who falls in love with a girl he’s never met and then searches her out. There’s the connection, there’s the pursuit, and then as the trailer promises– there’s passion. Of course I want to see it! But this fact is shear insanity to my husband. He informed me tonight that I’m wired all wrong.

And now as if to further illustrate our vast differences, after a dinner and ‘How I Met Your Mother” together, we find ourselves on separate floors of the house equally content with our own versions of fun.

My husband is downstairs at the kitchen table making flies for fly fishing. Look at the pictures– it’s super dorky! He can’t help himself. When he wants to learn something new, he can’t just try it out– he must master it. So, no store-bought flies for this fisherman– he’s making them himself from dyed patches of deer pelt. True story.

Me? I’m upstairs, equally content with my own version of fun. I chopped all my hair off today and bought a microderm abrasion set. I’m such a girl right now. I have to see what curls look like, what straight looks like, what my shortened ponytail looks like. And next I get to play with my new kit and spend some time treating my skin. I’m elated. When I told this to Brian, he looked at me like I was a crazy person, hugged me, and told me that he loves me.

Boys are girls are different. And the longer we live together, the more differences will rise to the surface. And maybe I am “wired all wrong” in the eyes of my husband, but if pressed, he would tell you that he wouldn’t have me any other way. I’m sure of it 😉



A Normal Saturday

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I spent the morning fishing on Brushy Creek. After a long week in Tulsa, I thought the break would be nice. I ended up spending about 5 hours fishing at a couple of my favorite spots.

It was a good morning to fish, even though none of the new flies I tied over the last few weeks worked for me. It was relaxing to get out there and forget about everything but chasing some Guadalupe bass. I caught a few, but taking iPhone pictures while wading makes me nervous, so you’ll have to settle for a view of the creek instead of my catches.

Lindsey spent the morning at her family’s booth at Wimberley Market Days. She had a good day and enjoyed it as always.

It’s nice to be able to go and do the things we love on our own. I haven’t asked Lindsey about this yet, but I am finding that mornings spent apart like this don’t make me glad to be away, but rather make me enjoy our times together more.

So, when I got back home and she was not far behind we had a great afternoon. We got the house ready for our family lunch tomorrow (she did more of that than I…), we went to the grocery store, and I made some pretty killer tequila fish tacos. It was a pretty great, normal Saturday.

We are both really looking forward to tomorrow. The Austin Stone is having our big Easter service at the Erwin Center. Lindsey’s family is coming with us and then coming over for a big, home-cooked lunch. It will be our first time hosting family in our home as “the Lundins.” All in all, it should be a pretty great day celebrating the Resurrection.