8 Months, 1 Day and still counting....

It's been 8 months and 1 day since I said "I DO" and it's been a real roller coaster ride and growing experience for me.

The past 8 months seems surreal to me just like some others said, "Times flashes by". There were times when I want to wringe Paul's neck and kick that insensitive SOB's butt. Definately times when I just want to lock him in the bathroom like a child until he wake up from his idea and occassions when I just want to take a timeout and be a runaway child.

However, there are also times when he is super sweet and nice like making breakfast for me during weekends. Considerate and helping me out with the housework, carry stuffs for me when we go grocery shopping thus I can stroll out of the supermarket in grace (at least I think I am), making me laugh with his silly jokes and harrassing me every morning with his "spot check" phone calls, his attempts to crack his preety head about where to bring and surprise me for our dates.

So what have I learned during these 8 months ? Hmm.... how about improving my housekeeping portfolio ! Like I can make my own bed now, I can do the laundry without wondering which knob to turn on/off on the washing machine, vacuuming the floors and operating the stove & oven. Did I mention that I've discovered I have a hidden strength for having a strong stomach and endure that disgusting pus of his and developed my first aid skills. Oh Oh ! how can I forget about my ability to cook (at least for 2). Yes, I am positive some of you are raising your eyebrowns now but make no mistake, I can cook at least Paul have never had a food poisioning incident since.

I have master how to cook Paul's fav Polish sausage with Yellow or Dirty Rice (apparently Paul have 1/4 Polish blood in him). I teased him a whole lot that he is not pure breed unlike me hahahaha. Definately on my list are also the pre-boxed pasta dishes and his lunch sandwiches. Not forgetting some desserts like brownie, cookies, mashmellow corn flakes, lemon bars and even ice-cream ! I recalled when we were initially married, Paul have to come home after work and cook our dinner. But now, I can call him and ask him what he wants for dinner. I even confess to my FIL that I am not domesticated but now hey, now I think I can manage without sweating too much.

So if you asked me if I am a complete and total different person ? I think I am in a certain aspect. Pals who know me, know that I have never cooked a meal in my life, iron, vaccum or even laundry, what is that ?! As for making my bed - Forget it, I have my maid who is professional in all helping me.

So if you ask me, to me Marriage is bitter sweet it definately takes a lot of hardwork, patience, understanding, a whole lot of tolerance and some other secret ingrediences which I am still trying to figure it out along the way. (I am sure my married friends would agree with me).

But for right now, I am my own maid and even Paul's. Well, the perk is at least I have someone who willingly stretch his butt to me when I tell him that I want to kick it... I am glad to announced that I have also found my new best friend in him !

P/S: Plus a SIL whom I adore ...