The Cory & Topanga Syndrome.

For those of you that know Trav and I really well, you're aware that we're pretty much in love with the old TV show Boy Meets World. We bought all the seasons, and we've watched them all...prooooobably about 10 times each. We quote it on the regular, so if you hear us say something that makes no sense at all, it's pretty safe to assume it's from that show (or Friends, but don't even get me started on that). For those of you that have no clue what Boy Meets World even is, get on YouTube ASAP and start watching...seriously...it will change your life.

Anyway, enough preaching about the show. A few nights ago, I was watching an episode in the later seasons, a little while after Cory and Topanga got married. The whole episode centered around them struggling with the fact that they were becoming a "boring married couple" because they sat in bed and watched documentaries all night instead of going out dancing with their friends (and, of course, their remedy was that they threw a hilariously awkward party that consisted of Twister and 80s music). At one point in the episode, I could literally envision T and I living out this same situation after we tie the knot (though if it was up to T, we'd be playing Scrabble, not Twister...probably equally as awkward). YIKES. Now, we've joked about being a boring married couple pretty much ever since we started dating, but we could get away with it because we weren't ACTUALLY married...but that's gonna change in 8 months...and we might just become the Yeager version of Cory and Topanga.

So...what's actually BAD about being a boring married couple? I mean, obviously the word "boring" is not exactly flattering...but if "boring" means going to sleep before 10pm, SIGN ME UP. We're definitely not those college kids anymore who considered 12am early, or who's Tuesday nights consisted of dancing the night away at The Hut with people from class that we kind of recognized (but not really). Nowadays, we can't sleep in past 7:30am and our bar-hoping nights have switched to Duck Dynasty TV nights with our closest friends. Don't get me wrong - we can go out, get down and party hardy, but we've figured out that that's why Friday and Saturday nights were invented. The other 5 nights have other priorities, and that's not a bad thing. As I'm sitting here thinking of other ways I can describe our "boring married couple" life, I'm realizing that I kind of LOVE it. It doesn't matter if we're watching Boy Meets World episodes on our super old school TV (I'm surprised it even can read a DVD) at home or with the Zeiers during our "BMW Night" (yes, we made it a THING), or rooting Jason on at his volleyball game, or stuffing our face with cheese fondue at Wine Cellar and gabbing with our best friends, or dancing the night away at a wedding....we ALWAYS, always have fun. We don't need drinks or a party or the early hours of the morning for that. I believe that has more to do with the people that are right there with us than anything else...and since we know those people will always be around, we'll embrace our boring married couple title with open arms. What a compliment. :)

Side note....Cory & Topanga are actually the coolest couple ever. I'll play Twister with them anyday.

By the way...Boy Meets World SEQUEL called Girl Meets World is airing sometime this year...SO. EXCITED. It follows their lives as parents...but don't panic - we won't be able to relate as well to THAT one for a while. ;)

C.

A Love-ly Day in February.

Oh, Valentines Day. You love it or you hate it…here's to hoping there's more love than hate floating around today. Boyfriend or no boyfriend, Valentines Day to me is not all about one person or thing. Don’t get me wrong – I’m a huge sucker for cards with make-me-cry poems and flowers and adorable Facebook posts and candy hearts and, of coursssse, CHOCOLATE…but it’s not my February 14th focus. Every year since we’ve started dating, I wake up to beautiful flowers from Trav and, oh yes, I certainly smile like a little girl with a crush – but it’s the tradition that makes me so giddy, not the roses. I don’t love stuff – I love LOVE. That darling man brings a lot of it into my life for sure, but there are so many other blessings that I can’t help but appreciate on this day of love.

It breaks my heart to see people hate this holiday. Yes, Hallmark and jewelry stores have really focused all the hoopla on boyfriend/girlfriend romantic kissy lala love, but there’s so much more going on! For example, I adore the way my co-worker loves her pet fish. Yes, she has a fantastic husband…but she got a new fish yesterday for her work tank (she picked the ugliest one because she was worried no one else would adopt him – if that doesn’t make your heart melt into a pool of mush, then you should probably stop reading this) and boy oh boy, she loves him! How lucky that fishy is, to have his very own Valentine. No flowers necessary! Isn’t that just as precious? I sure think so. Props to you and your giant heart, girl.

I love the way my best friends and I exchange cheesy texts and swoon over how much we adore each other…it’s totally nauseating, but the warm-and-fuzzy feeling is so worth it. I love the fact that my parents’ wedding anniversary is 2 days after Vday and I’m reminded that 28 years of marriage is a piece of cake. I love that our couple friends have traditions of their own that they do on this day every year, and how something as simple as going to Subway or having a picnic in the living room can mean so much. I love how much my best friend loves her job so much that even though she has to work on Vday night, she doesn’t mind. I love that my boss had her 3 year-old son help pick out Minnie Mouse pencils (because we're all girls, obvi) for her to give all of us today at work. I love that two of our dearest friends decided to give their dog an amazing Vday and took her to her fav place - the beach. And, to top it off, the I love the 72 degree weather in February that reminds me how much I love California. See all of this? THAT’S how my Vday goes. No one is professing their love for me in skywriting or showering me with gifts. It's all the same sweetness that happens throughout the year...with just a bit extra awareness and appreciation. :)

So…to my darling fiancé and all my friends, family, co-workers, the jolly man at the Starbucks Drive Thru, our server at lunch with the really pretty eyes, and the nice woman/man I accidentally texted a somewhat awkward but kind of funny Vday note to this morning…thanks for brightening my day. I hope I could do the same for you.

Happy Love Day, lovelies!!

C.

It's 2013...and I'm back.

2013. I couldn't honestly tell you where the heck 2012 went...it came and gone, along with so many other things...including my vow in my previous post to bring this blog back to life. Whoops. I thought the tail end of 2012 might slow down a bit - ya know, take some time with family for the holidays, have those lazy winter mornings where you can sit in bed drinking tea and watching Friends re-runs, watch National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation for the 1289634782th time and laugh my face off, re-teach myself how to wrap Christmas gifts since I'm horrible at it...the usual. Needless to say, while all of that DID happen, I had to make sure I didn't blink so I wouldn't miss it all. And here I am, all confident and naive like "oh yea, I've got control of time and I'm going to make SURE it slows down." HAH, nice try, Courtney. Mother Nature is currently laughing at me right now. Despite the insanity that 2012 brought, I can look back and say it was legitimately one of the best years of my life. November brought one of the biggest blessings: my boyfriend became my fiance! I've probably been dreaming about this moment since I first fell in love with him...and dreaming about  my wedding since, well, forever. Typical...BUT, I must say, I am WAY more excited for a marriage than for a wedding. Forever with this guy?! Yes, yes, and yes. SIGN ME UP. Done. BFFs. C&T. The Yeagerbombs. Mistah and Missus. I'm embarrassing myself...you get the idea.

Sooo, since that little surprise put me on a bit of a timeline for 2013, I'm hoping I'll be able to get a better grip on life...hope being the key word there. I really am enjoying every second of it so far...and we're only 25 days in. My mind still tends to run on full speed all day and all night - thank goodness for one of my truest friends and beautiful bridesmaids, Miss Karla - she constantly reminds me how precious life is and how important it is to slow down and treasure it all. Amen, sister. And we both know that I need to hear that...day after day after day. I should figure out how to make that saying my alarm clock somehow. There's so much I'm changing about my lifestyle, attitude and general mindset as I head further into 2013, much of what she has influenced. I just love it when you have those people in your life that you know were put there for a reason...I make sure I count my blessings for this one, and for all those lovely ladies I'm lucky to call my best friends...so spoiled with special people. :) A sappysappysappy tangent, but necessary.

So. 2013. We finally meet. I like you a whole lot, so far. I have a feeling your other 11 months won't disappoint either. And, to my poor, abandoned blog...let's reunite, shall we? Deal.

I'm spending tonight hanging out with my mom and Trav watching Downtown Abbey re-runs. Does life get any better?

Here's 12 things happy people do differently. In 2013, I want to conquer them all.

C.