my husband and I have been married and lived in this house for almost 5 years now, and in an effort to keep another year from sliding by without much fanfare, chris and I each made a list of goals for 2014. I wrote them out on the dry erase board we keep on our fridge, mine in green, shared goals in blue, and his in orange (where it says "more social masturbating" it was originally "more social motorcycling", i just changed it because i think i'm funny).
some of these goals have become less important to me. for example, meditating regularly. I tried it a few times, but ended up feeling this crazy sucking feeling in my chest like a big fat worm. so not relaxing, you guys. so I quit. also, swimming after class never happened last semester, and it's going to turn into running after class this semester, but same idea. just regular exercise.the biggest one on there, I think, is "marriage: share more/more passion". Chris and I started dating in 2001 and we've slowly found ourselves taking each other for granted.
on Monday night, Chris surprised me with ballroom dancing lessons. the last wedding reception my husband and I went to was in May for my friends Ricky and Richard. they live in LA now and were married a few months before, and then came home for a week and threw a big party. Chris asked me to dance, which was great, but the only dance we know is that middle school dance dance where you put your hands on his shoulders and sway back and forth, and maybe, if you are coordinated enough, spin in a circle. so one night on the way home from the store, I mentioned that a friend of mine from high school runs a ballroom dance studio and we should take lessons just in the name of doing something new and maybe being able to dance at the next wedding we go to. that was couple of months ago, though, so I was very surprised when he came home and told me we had an appointment at a dance studio. we've had two lessons this week and we're doing really well with the steps, we just really need to practice our frame. our instructor's name is Audra and she's very nice and upbeat, but she wants us the be there every single night of the week, which is so not happening. I just want to get get it down enough so that hopefully next time we're on a dance floor, we can do the rumba or foxtrot.