tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19654061933894192342024-03-13T23:22:13.202-06:00Becoming Mrs. OMrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-2653480304292466262011-07-27T21:14:00.000-06:002011-07-27T21:14:34.255-06:00Remembering G's Quiet BookLast weekend Mr O and I went to a rodeo where my dad was being honored. (Congratulations dad, we are all so proud of you!) At the rodeo, we met up with some of my family, including my nephew K and his 2 boys, G & L.<br />
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I don't get to see G & L much since they don't live near me. That being the case, I wasn't surprised when they didn't remember who I was. After K re-introduced us, I found that G has turned into quite a chatterbox. He told me that he is 9 now and that L is 8. As I was talking to G, I was reminded of a quiet book that I made for him around the time that L was born. I have no idea if the quiet book still exists, other than in my memories and pictures, that is, but I thought that it might be fun to share some pictures of it on my blog.<br />
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As you can probably tell, I made good use of my Sizzix dies when I created the quiet book. I also used, and sadly, abused my Bernina so much when I was sewing all of those painted pages together that I had to take it in for service!Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-79428103229907910882011-06-29T23:35:00.001-06:002011-06-29T23:37:29.975-06:00Exciting News<p><font color="#ecedeb">My craft room is getting an major overhaul.  The walls have been painted…goodbye boring white, hello color.  Mr O and I spent last Saturday purchasing tons of new furniture and stuff at IKEA.  And best of all, we are putting down laminate flooring this weekend! Woo Hoo!</font></p> <p><font color="#ecedeb">Once we get everything done and I've got all my crafty supplies organized I’ll post some pictures.  I’m so excited about this…I’m almost giddy.</font></p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-51263130246604435742010-06-23T23:42:00.000-06:002010-06-23T23:50:02.177-06:00Getting Excited About My Cricut, Again<p>Over the past year, Mr O and I have repainted the majority of the house he brought into our marriage.  I love the new wall colors, and it's starting to feel more and more like home to me.  There is one small problem though, the walls are still a bit bare in places.</p> <p>I have designated one of these bare places as our future ancestor wall.  My intention is to fill the wall with old family photos, particularly pictures of as many of our direct line ancestors as I can find.  (On a side note, if you happen to be in possession of some of these photos, please contact me, I'd love to get a copy/scan of the photo for this project as well as for my family history files.)  Since the wall is meant to honor our family lines, I thought it would be appropriate to honor one of my favorite scriptures on the wall as well.  After thinking about it for several months, I finally settled on the phrase, "Our Hearts Have Turned".  (See Malachi 4:5-6)</p> <p>Now step back in time with me a few years, to the day when I first purchased my Cricut. I was super excited to finally own this amazing machine.  I had been ogling it at Roberts for months...no, make that over a year.  Mr O and I were just dating at the time, and when I shelled out several hundred dollars for the Cricut Expression, the Design Studio Software, a Jukebox, and three additional cartridges, he just shook his head and said, "if you'll use it, I don't have any problem with you spending money on stuff like that".  I think my response was something along the lines of, "I'll use it, and if I buy it now I get this free carrying bag too".  Well, sadly, I think that he jinxed me that day, because my poor Cricut has been used so infrequently that it's down right embarrassing.</p> <p>Now let's jump forward to last Christmas when I purchased 4 additional Cricut cartridges, three of which had topped my most wanted list since the day I bought the machine.  That day I also purchased several rolls of vinyl and was stoked to finally start getting some use out of my investment.</p> <p>Since then, I have tried to use my Design Studio software several times to come up with lettering that would look just right on my ancestor wall.  Unfortunately, none of the cartridges I had purchased were right for this project.  Not to be discouraged so easily, I started searching the other available cartridges on Design Studio for a font that would work.  Sadly, though, the software kept freezing my computer every time I got more that a few letters on my workspace.  That was so annoying that I gave up on my search for a few months.  Once more my Cricut started gathering dust.</p> <p>Well, last Thursday I went out on the web and searched the Cricut <a href="http://www.cricut.com/">site</a> looking for a cartridge that would have the perfect font.  Let me tell you, I am NOT impressed with the Cricut website.  They make it SO HARD to see what images are available on the cartridges that they manufacture and sell.  It didn't take long before I decided to search the web to see if someone else was doing a better job at displaying the cartridges than Cricut and what I found was like manna raining down from heaven.</p> <p>OK, OK, it might not have been as miraculous as all that, but after my months of looking for the perfect font on a Cricut cartridge, it sure seemed that way.  What was so cool that has me writing on my blog again after months off?  I found the most awesome creation...one that I didn't even know existed...software that works with your Cricut and allows you to cut true type fonts and other images.  Taa Daa...I want to do a happy dance here and now just thinking about the possibilities.  And it gets better...there are two different programs available that has this capability!</p> <p>The first program I ran across was called <a href="http://www.craftedge.com/products/products.html">Sure Cuts A Lot</a> (SCAL).  It looked OK, but when I found the second program, <a href="http://www.make-the-cut.com/" target="_blank">Make The Cut!</a> (MTC) I never looked back at SCAL.  And the good news didn't end there, MTC was on sale...and still is until the end of the month.</p> <p>MTC is available as a free download so that you can play with the software and see how it works.  You can even cut images with the software, but apparently the cut images are "watermarked" with extra cuts until you purchase the software.  Quite frankly, I didn't get to that point.  I downloaded the software and played with it enough to know that I wanted it...even before I got to our other house where my Cricut is currently residing.  </p> <p>Tonight I watched a webinar by the designer of MTC.  In the webinar he showed some of the new elements in the current version.  Oh, and get this, all of the updates to the program are FREE!  Hallelujah!  If you are interested in this wonderful program go their website and take a look around.  If you go to the forum there are a lot of training videos available which have been made by other MTC customers.  There are also recorded webinars available to watch.  </p> <p>I've not been this excited about my Cricut since the day I bought it!  I can't wait to get started on my wall...and I will get started on it now that I have Make the Cut! to help me out.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-81826196471917883092010-02-21T14:10:00.001-07:002010-06-23T23:50:51.343-06:00Deciphering Elizabeth's BSJ<p>Before I get started I have to say...just for the record...that after working on the Baby Surprise Jacket (BSJ) I think Elizabeth Zimmermann was a knitting genius, or knitting superhero, if you prefer.  That being said, let me tell you about my BSJ experience.</p> <p>It all started a couple of weeks ago when I driving to work and listening to episode #30 of the <a href="http://www.rose-kim.com/doubleknit/">DoubleKnit</a> podcast.  In that episode, Erin was talking about some <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/ErinB/two-colour-baby-mittens">baby mittens</a> that she had knit for her daughter.  Since my niece L is having a baby next month (her first), I started thinking that it would be fun to knit some mittens for one of her baby showers.  It just seemed like something that Mrs O should do.</p> <p>Before I left work that day I got on ravelry and downloaded a free copy of the pattern that Erin used.  The next couple of nights after work I searched the local stores for some superwash worsted wool (as was suggested in the pattern).  Sadly, I live in an area where LYSs are in short supply and I was unsuccessful in finding the yarn I needed for the mittens.</p> <p>Soon after I got to work the next morning, my latest order from <a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/knitting.cfm">Knit Picks</a> arrived.  The week before I couldn't resist the siren call of 40% off all books at Knit Picks...where shipping is free on orders over $50.  In that order were 5 of Elizabeth Zimmermann's books: The Opinionated Knitter, Knitting Without Tears, The Knitter's Almanac, Knitting Around, and Knitting Workshop.</p> <p>Somewhere between work and home that night I decided that not only would I knit the mittens, but that I would knit a BSJ (from <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Opinionated-Knitter-Elizabeth-Zimmermann/dp/0942018265/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266783111&sr=8-1-spell">The Opinionated Knitter</a>) for L's baby as well.  So I checked the yarn requirements for a newborn BSJ and sent off another order to Knit Picks hoping that I would get the yarn in time to get the jacket and the mittens completed before the showers.</p> <p>As luck would have it, the Knit Picks order came the day after President's day giving me the remainder of the week before the first shower and an additional week before the second shower.  Surely, I could get them done in plenty of time, I thought.  So that night I went home read through the BSJ pattern and started swatching to get gauge.  After three attempts I finally got the right needle size and cast on.  All was going along well until I got to the part of the pattern that reads, "At 5 ridges inc, 9 sts (K3, M1) across end sections, believe it or not for fullness above <u>CUFF</u>.".  What?  Surely I had missed something in the instructions...how was I supposed to get from row 7 to there?  I started reading ahead in the pattern to get some perspective.  When I had read through the pattern earlier that night I had thought that the language used by Elizabeth was quaint and charming, but now that I was in the middle of trying to knit the garment it seemed more like a code in need of cracking.</p> <p>After studying the pattern some more, I did what any accountant would do...I opened Excel and started a spreadsheet.  I made a spreadsheet row for each row of knitting and started keeping track of the number of stitches in each section of the garment.  Then I went to ravelry and found a wiki just for the BSJ.  There I found a few spreadsheets that other like-minded knitters had put together.  I checked what I had with a couple of those spreadsheets for reasonableness and before I went to bed I had a rough estimate of what I thought was required of the garment.  </p> <p>The next night after work I started the DVD player (as part of my mid-week routine) and slipped in one of the middle discs from Season 3 of 24.  I then got out a printed copy of my spreadsheet, and started working on the garment while I watched Jack Bauer battle yet another set of terrorists.  After I worked each row I took careful notes on what I had done.  By the end of the night I only had about 15 rows completed and was a little panicked that I wouldn't get it completed by either of the showers.  </p> <p>Well, I guess the knitting fairies felt my panic because the next morning I woke up sick.  It seems that the crud Mr O had the week before had finally caught up with me.  Despite my cold, I went into work and submitted payroll so that we would get paid on time...it's never good to mess with someone's paycheck.  By the time I finished payroll I was starting to feel feverish, so I took the rest of the day off and told my boss that I would most likely be out sick the following day as well.</p> <p>I called Mr O as I was driving home from work and told him that I wasn't feeling well.  We decided that since I was sick and since the weather didn't look too great for the weekend (darn the snow) it made more sense for me to remain where I was for the weekend instead of my weekly commute to his neck-of-the-woods.  Great, another weekend of missing Mr O loomed before me.</p> <p>Well, I guess those knitting fairies sort of knew what they were doing because it's now 3 days later, I'm finally starting to feel like normal, the majority of the <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/girl231t/baby-surprise-jacket">BSJ</a> is done (0nly the seaming is left), and I'm now ready to begin Season 5 of 24.  On the other hand, because I was sick I missed the first baby shower...not worth taking the chance of getting L sick.  Oh well, there is still one more shower to go...hopefully, I'll get those mittens that started it all done before then.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-35668868085880970742010-02-07T16:26:00.001-07:002010-02-07T16:26:14.453-07:00Seeing Without Glasses<p>Years before I met Mr O he had eye surgery done to correct his vision.  I can't even imagine him in glasses since his vision has been better than 20/20 since I've known him.  Well it wasn't too long after we started dating that LASIK came up in one of our conversations.  It was something that I had been thinking about for a long time, but had never got the courage up to do.  Once he found that out he encouraged me to have it done.  He said that he had never regretted having his eyes fixed and that the results were so good that he would have gladly paid double the price had he known.</p> <p>After we got married, I decided that 2010 was going to be the year that I could once again see without glasses or contacts.  So when December rolled around I contacted Hoopes Vision and made an appointment for a free consultation.  Once they gave me the green light, I made an appointment with them for the second week in January, and I put the necessary funds in my flexible spending account at work.</p> <p>I was super nervous the morning of the procedure.  We got to Hoopes about 45 minutes early and settled into the waiting room.  I took out some knitting to keep my mind on something else while we waited for my turn.  I even passed on some homemade chocolate chip cookies they were handing out because I was so apprehensive about what was going to happen.  Of course, it didn't help that Mr O keep teasing me and telling me to take a good look around me because it might be the last thing I ever saw.</p> <p>Well, I didn't need to worry.  The staff at Hoopes were incredibly friendly and knowledgeable.  They were able to put my mind at ease (I'm sure the Valium they gave me helped with that) and before I knew it I was walking out of their offices with a pair of dark glasses on.</p> <p>Mr O was terrific.  Aside from his earlier teasing, he let me sleep for most of the day and then took me out for some excellent Mexican food that night.  The next morning we went back up to their offices so that they could check my eyes again.  At that point my right eye was easily 20/20 and my left was close to it.  My next appointment is in a week.</p> <p>I'm so happy that I can finally see without glasses!  Of course, I am now in the market for a good pair of sunglasses.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-76973816083805992452009-08-23T13:05:00.001-06:002009-08-23T13:12:16.258-06:00Missing Mr O<p>This weekend I've really been missing Mr O.  Since we've been married, this is the first full weekend that we have been apart.  Sadly, I'm used to not seeing him during the week as I live in one of our homes and he lives in another due the location of our jobs, but not seeing him on the weekend is another story entirely.  I miss him.  </p> <p>While he's been working out of state I've been trying to keep busy.  What have I been doing?  Well, after trying to mow my lawn (which was foiled by a lawn mower which won't keep running), and doing some housework (hooray, my kitchen floor is finally clean), I've been knitting, reading, playing on Facebook, and doing a few thing with genealogy.</p> <p>The majority of my weekend has been spent knitting.  I've been working hard on a strap for my <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/girl231t/sipalu-bag">sipalu bag</a> while watching the 3rd season of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Veronica-Mars-Complete-Third-Season/dp/B000NA2BEU/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1251053748&sr=8-3">Veronica Mars</a> on DVD.  I finished the season last night and I've almost got the strap done.  Once I finish that I need to start working on a lining for the bag.  I'm thinking about repurposing an old pair of pants for the lining.  Maybe latter today I'll search the web and see if I can find any tutorials that might help me out with that.</p> <p>Last night I also finished the book I was reading.  Yes, I had to stay up until 2 AM to finish it, but I didn't think that would be a big deal since I didn't have to get up early today.  The book I finished was <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Extras-Uglies-Scott-Westerfeld/dp/1416971211/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1251052689&sr=8-3">Extras</a> by Scott Westerfeld.  This is the 4th book in the Uglies series.  I thought that it was a much better book than the 2nd and 3rd books in the series.  The next book I'm going to read is <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Needled-Death-Knitting-Mysteries-No/dp/0425207064/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1251053624&sr=1-1">Needled to Death</a> by Maggie Sefton.  It is the 2nd book in a series of knitting mysteries.</p> <p>As for Facebook, I've started playing a new game there.  It's called Farkle and it has been quite a time drainer.  It is a 6 dice game that is scored according to what you roll.  1s and 5s seem to be what you want to roll the most, unless you can get a straight or multiples of other dice.  I'm still trying to come up with a good strategy for playing this game.</p> <p>And finally genealogy.  I pre-ordered the book <a href="http://www.rootsmagic.com/RMBook.htm">Getting the Most of RootsMagic 4</a> today and I'm kind of thinking that it might be smart to wait on updating my file until I have the book in front of me.  So instead of getting into RootsMagic, I've been checking out a new genealogy website called <a href="http://www.genealogywise.com/">http://www.genealogywise.com/</a>.  I've set up a profile there, but that's about it.  It was described on the The Genealogy Guys podcast as a social networking site similar to Facebook, but for genealogists.</p> <p>Hmmm, even after knitting, watching DVDs, reading, playing on Facebook, working with my genealogy, and now blogging, I'm still missing Mr O.  I think that I'm going to go make some lunch.  Maybe food can take my mind off him.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-3246511242590305342009-07-20T22:13:00.001-06:002009-07-20T22:13:35.878-06:00Becoming a Kid Again<p>Mr. O and I have been talking for the past few weeks about  getting in better shape.  With that in mind, we went to Wal-Mart on Friday night and bought him a brand new bike.  He couldn't wait to try it out, so as soon as we got home we pumped up the tires on my Trek bike and we took a ride in the dark.  It was a little scary since there aren't that many streetlights in our little town, but we kept it short and got home with no problems other than burning quads.</p> <p>Our next bike ride was on Sunday night and that time we left early enough in the evening that there was still daylight out.  We also had T, one of his daughters, with us.  Well, we hadn't went far when Mr. O and T started riding with no hands...which immediately brought back fond memories from my youth.</p> <p>My bike back then was pink, with butterflies on the seat, streamers coming out of the handlebars, and a white basket on the handlebars.  I remember the feeling of freedom and accomplishment that I had when I finally got the training wheels taken off.  I loved riding that bike.  </p> <p>Sometimes I think I get too caught up in the grown-up pressures of life.  Mr. O tells me that I worry too much and he may be right.  It seems that Mrs. O needs to learn how to become a kid again...and maybe, just maybe, I can do that as I continue riding bikes with Mr. O.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-86706536206216679952009-07-01T19:30:00.000-06:002009-07-01T19:58:19.411-06:00Becoming More Productive<p>Lately I've been wishing that I had more hours in the day...or better yet, more days in the weekend.  Since my time is split between two homes right now, it seems that there is always something that needs to be done in one home or the other.  Since I'm not going to be getting any extra hours or days anytime soon, I guess that means that Mrs. O should become more productive.</p> <p>In my quest to make more of each day, I did something that might be considered drastic.  I shut off the television service to one of our homes.  Now its true that I can still watch most of my favorite shows on-line.  And it's also true that I have a huge DVD collection that I can watch if the want arises.  But the bottom line truth is that my evening TV habits were draining more hours from my days than I could afford to lose.  With all of the things that Mrs. O should become, a TV junkie doesn't make the list.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-57387288223381469102009-06-18T22:17:00.001-06:002009-06-18T22:21:13.697-06:00Becoming a Family Historian<p>I've always been fascinated by the idea of searching out information about my ancestors.  Notice, I said the <em>idea</em> of finding information.  Sadly, I've not worked on my family history as much as I would have liked over the years.  Well, that needs to stop now.  Mrs. O should become a family historian.</p> <p>With that goal in mind, I started listening to The Genealogy Guys podcast <a href="http://www.genealogyguys.com/">(http://www.genealogyguys.com/</a>) several months ago, hoping to get some direction on where to begin.  And to be honest, I also was hoping that by listening to the podcast I would be inspired to start working on my own lines with more regularity.</p> <p>The Guys started their podcast  in September of 2005 and being the logical person that I am I started listening to the podcasts in chronological order.  At present, I'm only up to their July 2007 shows, but I have to say that so far they have been both entertaining and stuffed with useful information.</p> <p>The past few episodes have talked about <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/">http://www.findagrave.com/</a>.  The Guys made it sound so intriguing that earlier today, curiosity got the better of me and I took a quick peek at the website.  It was fantastic!  By the end of the day I had signed up as a member, added a page for my brother (they call it a memorial), and uploaded a picture of his tombstone.  There is even a service included with the site that allows you to request pictures of graves.  I just got through telling Mr. O that I've signed us up to take 6 pictures of graves in the cemetery near our home this weekend.  He was thrilled.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-21721965470734015812009-06-11T22:49:00.001-06:002009-07-20T22:15:54.098-06:00Becoming Fit<p>My relationship with exercise has been on-again, off-again for years.  During the good times, I exercise regularly and can't wait for my next workout.  At one point, I got up in the wee hours of the morning, traveled to a Gold's Gym that was 45 minutes away, got in a morning workout, showered, changed, and was at work by 8 AM...and I did this 4 or 5 times a week for well over a year.  Yep, those were the good old days!  Unfortunately, it's been awhile since I was on such good terms with exercise.</p> <p>It seems that for the last year or so, I've really struggled to get back into the exercise groove.  You know how it works, you get busy one night so you put off your exercise for the evening, and then before you know it, an week has flown by without a workout.  That week turns to a month, and then a year.  Well, that has to change.  I'm declaring here and now that Mrs. O needs to become fit.  </p> <p>With that thought in mind, I went downstairs tonight and got in 30 minutes of cardio on my elliptical.  I then did a few crunches, and some bicep curls with my hand weights.  By the time I was done I was almost dead...I kid you not, the first few workouts after a break of more than a month is always the worst.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-20090086826227741622009-06-10T22:45:00.001-06:002009-06-10T22:45:34.339-06:00Becoming a Knitter<p>I think that Mrs. O should be a person who knits.  Now, she might never be an Elizabeth Zimmerman, but she should at least know the basics.  And who knows, with time and practice she could become a pretty great knitter.</p> <p>My knitting journey began one summer long ago when I joined a 4-H knitting group with some of my friends.  Our leader, Mrs. W, was the mother of one of those friends.  Since Mrs. W lived across the street from me I spent a good deal of my childhood at her house as I played with her daughters.  She was always knitting, sewing, or taking care of her house plants.</p> <p>That summer, everyone in our 4-H group learned how to knit by making a pin cushion to enter into the county fair.  My pin cushion was so poorly done that Mrs. W told me I had to make another one.  So while I worked on a second pin cushion the rest of the group learned how to knit something else…I think it was a scarf.  Ironically, my second attempt at a pin cushion won first place at the fair that year.  That second pin cushion was my last knitting project for roughly 25 years.</p> <p>Last October my mom and I spent a week at my Aunt M and Uncle B’s house in Arizona.  My mom is a crocheter (she doesn’t knit because it’s too slow for her).  My aunt M on the other hand does both.  During that visit my aunt re-taught me the basics of knitting.  I say re-taught, because I had long since forgot the skills I learned as a child from Mrs. W.  After working on a short sample made with some scrap yarn, I picked up my needles and started my first project since that second pin cushion I had entered in the county fair so many years earlier.</p> <p>Now most new knitters probably start off with a scarf for their first project (I’ve still never made one of those).  Instead of a scarf, I choose to make a dishcloth, whic<img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-TlhW-axzQM/SQ98gnDM7gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_qISsI_wetw/s800/Dishcloth 017.JPG" width="240" height="180" />h was a natural choice since I had taken cotton yarn with me to crochet with.  The pattern I choose was the typical knitted dishcloth that you see everywhere.  On Ravelry it is known as <u>Grandmother’s Favorite</u> by Traditional Design.  And speaking of <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/">Ravelry</a>, if you are either a crocheter or a knitter and you haven’t joined Ravelry yet, you should head over there pronto and sign-up.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965406193389419234.post-68162922333805196702009-06-09T22:21:00.001-06:002009-06-09T22:23:05.381-06:00Becoming Mrs. O<p></p> <p>Getting married for the first time as a 37-year old woman was not quite what I expected when I was dreaming about boys as a teenager. Back then I thought that I would go away to college, meet someone fantastic who would sweep me off my feet, marry me, and then work with me to start building a family of our own. I kind of took it for granted that Cupid would be more than anxious to set me on the road to married bliss before I reached 25. Well, I guess Cupid was overworked in the area where I went to college because he sure didn't have time for me then.</p> <p></p> <p>  <br />Once I hit the ripe old age of 30, I was certain that anytime two people got married a miracle had occurred. And I'm not talking about just a small miracle, I'm talking a MAJOR miracle, something more than what Cupid could handle on his own. This was something big that would require the help of Zeus and maybe even Hera as well. I mean seriously, anytime two people find each other, fall in love with each other, and are both ready to settle down and commit to each other at the same time, well that has higher power written all over it.</p> <p></p> <p>  <br />By the time another five years had passed I was certain that I wasn't going to get any help from Cupid, Zeus, Hera, or any other mythical god. I was almost sure that the marriage bus had passed my stop while I was tying my shoe or doing something else that was equally non-significant. I had almost given up hope...and that's when I met Mr. O, my future husband.</p> <p></p> <p>  <br />Now the purpose of this blog is not to relive my dating years...or rather lack-of-dating years to be more precise. The idea for this blog came to me a few weeks ago, right before I married Mr. O.  One day I was thinking about the changes that I would be making in my life as I moved from being Ms. T, a single woman who was getting a little long in the tooth, to Mrs. O, a 37-year old newlywed.  Now of course, one of the first changes that would come would be to take Mr. O’s name.  And truthfully, it was a little intimidating to realize that my actions would reflect upon my husband’s reputation.  And that got me thinking about what kind of person I wanted Mrs. O to be.  What would her hobbies be, what kind of activities would she enjoy with her husband, and how would she spend her time were just a few of the many questions that started swimming through my brain.  It was then that I decided to blog my journey of becoming Mrs.O.</p> Mrs. O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08398312105130868569noreply@blogger.com0