Everyone’s doing it. Guess I’ll jump on the blogger train! Oh and FYI, this is Sarah. I’m kind of the spokes person for this team. Or the publicist. Whatever you want to call it.
I come from a long line of English grammar Nazis, but don’t you worry; you will read nothing but pure Sarah-isms. Sorry Dad, I know you tried!
I’m not exactly sure how to begin a blog, so I’ll just start with a few “fun facts” about myself and that guy I’ve been married to for 4 years and 4 months now. We’re a simple couple. We’re a crazy couple. We’re an all-American, God and family first couple. And we like to turn everything into a joke. Who can blame us, really, people take life too seriously sometimes!
We met in our first semester of college in some stupid cardiovascular-blah-blah class disguised as a PE class, that happened to be taught by Matt’s Track coach. I was sitting there, all shy and geeky-looking (fresh home-school-kid-graduate), in the back of the class, when this tall, amazingly hot guy walked in…15 minutes late. Every one knows, you don’t show up to your first college class late, right? Everyone but that guy I guess. (the teacher didn't even care, he just said, "hey Matt") -I should have known! I haven’t been on-time since that day, thanks to that tall, handsome guy.
Matt’s family says I’m his “stalker.” I swear, it was not stalking! I just happened to park my car in the same parking lot as he did, (after I saw which car was his); so we could talk on our way to the parking lot after class. Then one day I had to park farther out in the lot, so he offered to drive me to my car. I think I parked out there every night from then on. You’ve all met Matt, can ya blame me?!
Anyway, the rest is history. We hung out for 3 years going to school during the day, working nights and calling in sick on the holidays to spend time with families. Matt proposed in June of 2006 and we were married in October that year. 4 years later and we’re still all mushy with each other, still hold hands, go on dates, and yes, we still like each other. Most days. Apparently I’m a little feisty? I guess Mom always tried to tell me…but who listens to Mom when you’re a smart little teen? (At this point I think I’m expected to send out a huge THANK YOU to Mom and Dad who had to deal with me for 21 yrs.) Guess its Matt’s turn now!
Our daily lives are simple, and if I had it my way, they’d be like clock work. We’ve worked hard to have weekends off and the semi 9 to 5 jobs. We both have dirty jobs so there ain’t no fancy-pantsy stuff around here. (yes, I just said, ain’t no). Matt is a part owner of his dad’s company, Vic’s Hauling, now; so he gets to clean up other people’s junky houses and apartments all day. It’s a very stressful and physical job and he works so hard all day to provide for us. Thanks Babe!!...Oh and he smells great when he gets home. (for those of you with no sense of humor, I’m being sarcastic).
I get to work with nervous people, saliva and blood all day. I love it. I am what you would call a “registered dental assistant”. I take x-rays, assist, clean, set up, make whitening trays, trim stone models, make temporary crowns, make the coffee, get the phones, whatever they need, I’m there. I work at two different offices and I love them both, along with the amazing people I get to work with! Oh and I smell like rubber gloves and who-knows what else at the end of the day. Nice huh?
So that’s us. We spend the week nights hanging out at home watching movies with our two wiener dogs, and spend the weekends with family and friends.
All in all, it’s a wonderful life.
Well this “first blog” is way longer than I thought it would be and I’m not sure how much longer you want to sit there reading about a couple of normal people, so…bye!
