A Compliment from my Husband, Dinner and a Movie, and a Plan for my Future

1. My husband posted a link to my blog on his Facebook page, referring to me as his "brilliant and beautiful wife."

Since he is my husband, it should be obvious that Curtis thinks highly of me. After all, he married me, right? In the day to day life, though, little things like that get forgotten, and many times left unsaid. I will say that Curtis has always said, "I love you," many times a day, and is never shy about saying that he thinks I might look nice, although he may not always notice when I get my hair cut. But, it helps to have his high regard for me reinforced in writing for the whole world of Facebook to see every now and then. Calling me brilliant and beautiful took me completely by surprise, especially since most of his posts and comments tend to be sarcastic in nature. I, for one, refuse to believe that this particular comment was completely sarcastic. There must have been some truth to it, or he wouldn't have married me nearly ten years ago. Thank you, Curtis, for making number one on my list for the day. Here's to another ten or so years!!!

2. It's "dinner and a movie" night at the Empson house.

In the short time since I've started blogging, I realize movies tend to be among the best things about my day quite frequently. I like movies. My children like movies. Upon my arrival home from work today, my children greeted me with open arms and, "Can we watch a movie, mom?" I was excited to see them, especially since they obviously missed me so much. Curtis rented the new "Alice in Wonderland" movie this morning on the way to work. I managed to stave the children off until dinner time, promising them dinner and a movie. We've done this a time or two before.

3. I met with my advisor today, hoping to firm up a game plan for school.

Almost a year ago, I resolved that it was time to go back to school. When I met Curtis, I fell in love immediately, and insisted we get married right away. I was attending Gannon University at the time, and before that, I had attended Saint Vincent College in Latrobe. As that had been my second attempt at college, and I had already changed my major many times, meeting Curtis was just the excuse I needed to quit school. It's been almost 11 years since then, and for the first time since then, I have the motivation to finish my degree. I still have the indecisiveness I was blessed with 11 years ago, and have already changed my major twice, even though I haven't taken a single class yet. Today, we were discussing my next couple of semesters. I have 18 credits in the fall, and will hopefully have 18 each semester following. But, it's going to be a challenge working around my work schedule. In fact, I will probably have to give up my job in order to take a lot of the classes I need. And, although I left the office feeling frustrated because of my job and scheduling, I feel better knowing I am moving forward. I am going to get my degree. And, when I do, we will celebrate. After all, it's been 11 years, and counting.