I’ve never bothered introducing myself here, lost in the internet shuffle, so here is goes:
I’ve been Miss Mouse since I was a baby, it’s what my dad called me FOREVER, and oddly enough, my Fiance had a tendancy to call me ‘mouse’ even before he knew that it had been a long-standing nickname. So, it’s been a well used handle of mine for a long time — I have to say I was a little disappointed to know there was an official Bee called Mrs. Mouse though!
I’m 22 and have been engaged for 2.5 years, my Fiance (J)is 24 and is the biggest KID ever, right down to snowball fights and candy for breakfast; On the other hand, I am the most serious officer of the ‘Fun Police’ ever.
I like books (biblio-whore, not phile!), and he likes video games. I like dogs, he likes cats. We’re the opposites in many things, clean/messy, summer/winter, I like to get up early, he likes to stay up late. But it works and we couldn’t be happier. He’s an HVAC technician, working on getting his industrial certification, right now I’m a SAHM/WAHM (and by work, I mean I manage our investments & piddle around with my own semi-artistic crap).
We’ve been together for a really long time (6 years this summer) and get a lot of flack for not ‘considering our options’ (sowing wild oats & all that jazz) and ‘getting ahead of ourselves’ (having a kid in college = unhappy traditional families) but it rolls off our backs just fine. Everything in life is a choice, even our being together, and it’s a choice we both respect.
We bought our first home in Nov. 09 and are working together (sans contractors) to repair, renovate, landscape and increase the value of our 75year old home. It’s a project I couldn’t be happier to tackle, and I am so-SO grateful that J is the one helping me along the way; I’ve got the vison, he’s got the know-how. 🙂
Annnnnnd because I am paranoid to a fault I’ll share a picture of my hilariously dog-like cat, but not us, the interwebz can be a scary place (seriously, he knows ‘high-five’ ‘come’ ‘beg’ ‘jump’ and other food induced commands):
“Okay woman, I sat, now gimme the tuna!”