Good Lookin Couples.

We definitely fall into that category. Am I right? Right. 

In all seriousness though, I'm definitely going to regret ever posting that last photo up there. 

 And also, did you know that Jerry is actually a model?

;)

happy monday!

Friday.

Well today was different. Jerry had a work function thing that lasted all day so I was pretty much home alone for 24 hours. Well, maybe not quite. But it felt like it. The house felt colder and I didn't eat much. I've noticed that when I don't have to cook for anybody but myself, I tend not to cook at all. Is that bad? I had a banana for dinner since we're being completely honest here. Sometimes it's even cereal. Don't tell my mom though.

Anyway, tomorrow or today, depending on when you're reading this, is Friday! We're staying in and having a popcorn / movie night. And I get to pick the movie sooooo.... chick flick it is!

Weekend Recap. And a look into 30 years from now.

So we went to a piano recital this past weekend. That was fun. A couple hours of pure classical music. I felt like some fancy lady. There were also lots of elderly folk. So I guess that makes old people fancy too. Haha. Seriously though, it kinda seems like that's the it thing to do once you hit a certain age. Because as much as I enjoyed the recital, I feel like I would appreciate it a lot more if I had 30 more years or so under my belt. Hah. Am I just stereotyping or what? Probably. But anyways..... 

Jerry also made me pancakes for breakfast and his pancakes are kinda the best thing ever. Especially when I get to eat them in bed or in front of the tv. Married life happiness right there. Hopefully in 30 years he'll still be making me pancakes in the morning. And maybe by then, we'll be enjoying our breakfast with some fancy Beethoven music playing in the background. Ya, I can totally see it.

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wearing:
shoes: thrift; similar- - (1, 2)
jacket: f21; similar- - (1, 2, 3)
top: nordstrom rack; similar - - (1, 2, 3)
necklace: c/o mindy mae's market
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how to keep the relationship spicy. according to the book of marsa's life experiences.

1. Eat Thai food. Because that stuff is always spicy.

2. Go on dates weekly. And by dates I don't just mean go out and spend money (although that can be very fun too). What I mean is, set aside a day, a half a day, or even just a few hours to just be together. You know, without the smart phones, apps, internet, texts and all that junk. Because that stuff is just distracting. 

3. Compliment each other. Jerry is very good at this you know. And it still makes me blush sometimes.

4. Do surprises once in a while. One day it'll be a cupcake. And other times, it might be post-it on our bathroom mirror with a sweet little note. 

5. Take naps together. I don't know why, but just do it. They make for a happy couple.

6. Inside jokes. I would tell you ours but then it wouldn't be our special thing anymore so I'm not going to :)

7. Have some alone time at home. Jerry and I have very different schedules so sometimes he has the house to himself, and other times, I have the house to myself. It makes coming home to see each other much more exciting. Yay you're finally home! *smooch*

8. Share chores. Example, we kinda decided that I do the cooking, and Jerry does the dish washing around here. But sometimes I'll do both, or he'll do both. We both give 100% in helping out. Not just 50/50.

9. Do something crazy. Like baking muffins at 1:00 in the morning! Gasp. Such rebels we are.

10. Take selfies together. Not. Kidding. It works guys. You'll look back at them and either laugh or go "awhhh" :)

11. Hold hands. The simplest thing ever! For me, it's a suuuuuper important sign that we love each other. Because sometimes, we don't really like each other. And at those times, we definitely are not allowed to hold hands. Maybe pinkies, but absolutely no hands. ;)

ta-daaaaaa! and now your relationship is all spiced up.

Update.

and some unrelated photos:

Jerry got himself a new ring!! Woohoo I guess that means we're married again now. *happy dance * And it was much more expensive than the last one. About double the price actually, which makes it about urrrr..... a whooping $15. hah - hah - haaaah. Whew. We are some high rollers up in here. I must admit though, for the price, it looks pretty dang good. I think he looks like a million bucks with it on. And I mean really, that's all that matters.

You'll never guess what Jerry did.

turban: rayna jaye   l   watch: c/o feral watches   l   top: brandy melville, similar

He lost his wedding ring!

RAWR.

Somewhere in between our two hours of yellow floatie time at the beach, his ring fell off of his finger. I was angry/ sad for a bit. Probably for about a whole 15 seconds. And then I remembered that there was a positive to all of this. His ring was only eight dollars. Eight. Dollars! hahahaaaa. Can you believe it? That man just wanted some cheapo ring. So that's what we got (even though I've always secretly kinda hated it). But now that it's drowning somewhere in the ocean, I am determined that I WILL convince him into getting a better one. Perhaps one that fits better and doesn't get all scratched up? Mmmhmm.

The Things I Never Knew.

skirt: f21   l   top: japan   l   bracelets: c/o apple of my eye

The other week, Jerry got our cap & gowns for graduation. But the thing is, they don't even make them in my size. Rude. But I got over it, and when I tried it on this weekend, I was pretty much drowning in it. Basically, it looked like I was wearing a huge trash bag. But I decided to show Jerry anyway to see what he thought, and his reaction? "hmmm ya....." That is NOT a good sign people! So I was sad. I was sad that I would graduate looking like a Halloween costume that went wrong. But then you know what Jerry says next?? You'll never guess.

 "you want me to sew and alter it for you?"

what the...
uh, come again?


"i can sew it to make it fit you better if you want."

WHO. ARE. YOU.

he's superman in disguise guys.
 and all this time, he kept it from me! 

this guy.

Getting Things Straight.

tee: f21   l   cargos: ae   l   turban: rayna jaye   l   bracelets: c/o apple of my eye

Today it hit me. I've been doing some serious slackage on my prioritizing lately. To give you a brief image of what it's been looking like around here, the dishes have been piling up, our clean laundry has been sitting in the hamper getting wrinkled for almost a week now, and my cooking has been pretty boring and repetitive. And yet, I somehow manage to find the time to blog almost 5 times a week? No. That is not okay. Luckily for me though, I have a sweet husband who doesn't do a bit of complaining but instead, just picks up the slack for the both of us. -Who raised this kid anyway?? I can't keep depending on him like that though. Marriage is all about teamwork and lately I just haven't been pulling my weight. But I really do love blogging. It's become one of my newest favorite hobbies. And Jerry is so awesome and supportive about it all. But it takes a lot of time ya know? Reading your cute blogs, writing on my own blog, taking pictures, etc etc etc. It all adds up and I shouldn't be putting that much time into blogging. At least not when there are other things that need to be taken care of. I have a house, a husband, school, an internship, and other priorities that should come first. So bear with me for the next couple of weeks as I work on my prioritizing won't ya? Posts will be a bit different and scarce from the usual,  but I do have some fun giveaways and sponsor spotlights coming up so stay tuned for that!

As always, thanks so much for reading.

Your support on our little blog means soo much to me  <3

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Kids.

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Jerry and I have been married for a little over a year now. Before we got married, the thought of having kids had never crossed my mind. Well, I guess not never. Because I always knew that I would want a little family of my own sometime in the future. But I certainly didn't think that the urge of having little munchkins running around would come anytime soon. And just to clarify, I'm not pregnant (don't worry mom! hah...) But I'd be lying if I said that the thought of having kids hadn't crossed my mind. See, Jerry and I are in charge of the nursery kids at church. We've got a few characters in there. The caveman bully (aka toy hog), the charmer, the snack stealer, the whiner, etc etc etc. At first I thought that dealing with those kiddos would be enough of an incentive to NOT want kids anytime soon. But ya know what? Those nose-picking, diaper-smellin, mischievous little buggers are kinda cute. And after a day of spending 2 hours with them at church, I kinda miss them. And it sometimes makes me think... hey I want some of my own. Ah! Crazy talk. Buttttt, it hasn't exactly felt "right" yet. So the mini Marsas and mini Jerrys will have to wait. The thought is definitely there though. And it's scary/ crazy/ exciting/ nerve racking just thinking about it. 

oh and happy st. patricks day!

i wore blue because it's the closest thing i have to green.
and also because i completely forgot what day it was.

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Let's Talk About...

LOVE.

warning: things are about to get mushy around here.

So we're complete opposites you know... me and jerry. There were even times when I thought... hey this might not work out after all. But obviously, I was wrong. Wayyy wrong. But we definitely are different people. Jerry's a morning person. I'm not. I'm really not. I wish I didn't have to sleep so that I would never have to experience waking up again. That's how much I hate getting up in the mornings. Hah. He's also very logical with everything and sometimes I don't understand the things he says or does. At those times, I've learned to just call him a crazy man and move on. But I've always known how lucky I am to be with Jerry. We fight, bicker, and sometimes act like we don't like each other, but those times never last and I realize how blessed I am to have him in my life. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve him at all. I feel spoiled guys. That's pretty much the gist it. One time, I caught him putting his own blankets on me in the middle of the night because I looked cold. I wanted to give him a big kiss at the time but I was just so tired and out of it that I fell asleep within seconds haha. Another time, he rubbed my cold feet with his hands to warm them up because I have a hard time falling asleep when my feet are cold. And guys, I don't even like touching my own feet! They gross me out. ick.... He's also an amazing listener. Especially when I'm being whiny. And when I think about my whiny self, all I can think is, "wow I would be so annoyed with me right now." But Jerry just listens and hugs me all the while. I just don't get it. I'm soooo lucky! Sometimes I just need to write these things down so that I never forget. Some of my favorite moments are when we snuggle in bed and watch a tv show together on our little laptop screen. Last night I wanted to watch The Bachelor but I knew he wouldn't want to so I went to watch it by myself in bed. Within a few minutes, he came in to watch it with me. It made me happy even though he was falling asleep through all of it. He just keeps getting better and better everyday guys. And sometimes, I just need to write it out because I feel so blessed. Also, my sweet man is doing the dishes right now. I need to go give him a hug.

We Went Shoppinnnn.

and bought nothinnnn.

but it was still fun. 

me: hey i just saved us like $200!
jerry: huh? how?
me: because i didn't buy anything!
jerry: .....


and that friends, is how Marsa's brain works. Ha-Ha-Haaaa.
Mondays make me crazy sometimes.

**Lemons&Lace Giveaway 

Sometimes We Have Fights. Or Arguments. Whatever You Wanna Call Them.

headband: raynejaye   l   top: cozy   l   leggings: windsor   l   flats: coconuts

Last night we had one of those. And they usually almost always have the same exact pattern. First Marsa and Jerry start the night by having a super awesome time and we're all like "i love you sooooo much!" *muah muah muah. And then 10 super fun minutes later, Jerry says something inappropriate. And when I say inappropriate, I mean dumb. And when I mean dumb, what I really mean is something that offends me. So naturally, he gets the mean face. Yes, it has a name. "The mean face." And then we stop talking. By this time, we're no longer having fun. But we still kinda secretly love each other. Moving on. So the silent treatment continues and Jerry doesn't know what to do. His choice of action is to leave me alone and give me some space. Sometimes I like that but sometimes I don't. It depends. I'm very complex. Ha-ha anyway, 10 minutes pass and it's still quiet around here but I still occasionally give Jerry the mean face. Jerry then gives me a sad face and says sorry. But I'm stubborn so I continue with the mean face. Another 10 minutes pass and by this point, I realize I'm being a dumb-dumb and I start to hate the awkward silence. So I wait for Jerry to look at me again and when he does, I give him the "i'm not mad at you anymore" face. And then he says sorry, and we make-up, and he gives me the biggest hug ever. And then we live happily ever after. Well, at least until our next silly argument. The End.

My Dishwasher Is Awesome. Probably The Best.

  top: f21    l    booties: aldo, similar    l    cardi: cotton on, similar

After a good 30 minutes to an hour or so of cooking, I really don't feel like doing the dishes. But if I don't do the dishes, things start to smell funky around here. And nobody likes a funky smell. Luckily for me, I have an awesome dishwasher that does all of that for me. I just put the dirty stuff in the sink, and then my dishwasher takes care of the rest. I love it. It's the most awesome-est thing ever. It also goes by the name Jerry. But sometimes I call him husband.

*lemons&lace giveaway

I Guess I'm No Single Lady.

Today on our way to school, we tuned in to our usual radio station and they were playing Beyonce's Single Ladies. And let me tell ya,  it's a catchy beat.

"all the single ladies, all the single ladies..

now put your hands up!"

**i put my hands up**

jerry: hey! you're no single lady.
me: well... if you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it!
jerry: i did.
me: .....

touche husband. touche.

and that was the end of our valentines day. we're so romantic (:

you know whats awkward?

and also when people fart in the elevator.

like really, could you not wait one more floor?

there were only 3 of us in there

me, some girl, and a guy.

so im banking on that it was the guy.

cuz guys do that kinda stuff.

i know because i live with one.
haha

and with that, a happy friday to you all :) 

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I want to be like you.

 cardi: UO    l    shirt: f21, similar

Yes you. All you crafty, sewing, trendy, good-food-makin, treat-bakin, blogger mom / wives. I want to be like you. See, I kinda thought that after I got the Mrs. degree, I'd automatically become awesome at all of those things. Which obviously, wasn't true at all. Because here I am, blogging about how I'm not so awesome at those things. I see you blogging about your little DIY projects and I envy your craftiness. I tell myself things like "i'm busy with school!" to make myself feel better about my lack in those areas. But honestly, who am I kiddin'? PEOPLE. I need to do something about that. So to all you crafty little blogger mom / wives... teach me your ways. 

love, 

the helpless one.

(aka me) 

Welp.

 {via pinterest}

Husbands sick. Really sick. He's been in bed all day besides the few hours that we were at the urgent care center. Poor guy, I've never seen him so miserable and it makes me sad to see him like this. Earlier today I felt like such an awesome wife because I was taking care of him and his fever was going down. But then within a few hours his fever shot up again and I found myself lost, confused, and panicking inside from not knowing what to do [worst feeling ever by the way].

Growing up is a funny thing you know. I'm 22 and married. I feel young but when I think about my role as a wife and a mother-to-be (someday, not now) I don't feel so young anymore. I feel like I should be more of something else. Hmmmm whats the word... "mature" maybe? haha.... ugh. I know that a lot of these things that I feel like I "should" be will come later through experience. But as of right now, its definitely confusing and awkward. Like I don't know what to do with myself. I'm 22 guys. But once in a while I'll feel like I should be more like 32. It's awkward. There's really no other way to put it. Plus it doesn't help that I look 17 [thank you asian genes!]. It has its perks I guess, but it also confuses people when they see a ring on my finger. haha. Anyway, don't really know where I'm going with this but thanks for reading anyway. 22, who at times feels 32, who really looks 17. That's me! Aweeesomee. Growing up is weird. And now I need to go take care of the sickly one in bed.  

See ya.

My favorite thing during winter.

BEANIES! they're kinda awesome when its 20 degrees outside.

plus my hair is starting to have a mind of its own and this is the only way to contain it.

Last night the hubs and I played a board game and I lost. It was depressing. At the beginning of the game I was doing so well! I was pretty sure I was gonna win too. And then literally in the last 2 minutes of the game, husband comes out of nowhere and beats me. Which was then followed by a victory dance. Not cool dude. He felt the wrath of Marsa for that one. Haha. But I mean really guys, the victory dance felt a little unnecessary. <-- still bitter obviously.

After he finished his little victory dance, he sensed my bitterness and started saying things in attempt to make me feel better about my loss. You almost had me hunn! I just got lucky at the end. If it weren't for that you would've totally blown me away!..... kiss?

hah. He got no kiss. I was still bitter and he knew it. So he left me alone and started doing the dishes. After a minute or so [more like 5] of being bitter, I came to my senses and acknowledged that I was being silly. I went up to hubs to apologize and it went a little something like this:

Me: I'm sorry for reacting the way I did. I think they call that being a "sore loser."

         But I'm happy for you now.

Hubs: No, you're not a sore loser. You're just a competitor. And I like that."

:)

love the man.