How did we become Cat and Jay?

Hi all!

I don’t know if all of you know the story behind Cat and Jay.  Some of you know part of the story, and some of you know all of the story.  Let’s start at the beginning.

The first time I met Jay, I couldn’t stand him.  I thought he was whiny and weird.  He thought I was a redneck and a B*tch.  How is the world did we end up together?  It came about because of another guy…. I had a crush on Jay’s best friend.  So, I would go over and play video games, help take care of the dogs, when he was out of town, and go to car club meets, and Jay and I were kind of forced into getting to know each other.  I found out he wasn’t that weird, he was still a bit whiny.  He found out that I wasn’t a total B*tch, and that I did have a bit of redneck in me.

We grew to stand each other, and even sat around and talked.  Then his best friend, my crush, moved away.  That was a bit of a heart wrenching experience for me, I was helping someone who I liked, a lot, and considered one of my best friends, move across the country.

Jay knew I was a bit heart broken, and we starting gaming together, and playing WoW together, and in general just hanging out, occasionally.  He and I had become friends, and I would say pretty good friends.  One year we even spent Thanksgiving together, my family was gone for the holiday, and I had to work the day after, so he came over, and brought a Thanksgiving Feast with him, and we ate and gamed, it was a great.

In May of the following year, Jay won a prestigious award at work, oh yeah, we all worked together, and he had a chance to take someone with him.  He wanted his brother to go, but he couldn’t get the time off.  Our boss suggested that he take me, and I laughed.  So, I ended up going on a really fun trip with Jay, and this is where everything started to happen.

It all started with the plane.  We were flying to San Francisco for his award ceremony, and it included a stay at a great hotel, which I can’t remember…. for Saturday, Sunday, Monday night, fly back on Tuesday.  We had an 8 am flight on Saturday, he wanted to get to San Francisco early so we could maximize our site seeing.  I didn’t sleep the night before the flight, because I was nervous about the trip.  Why?  Because our room had one bed.  One.  Here I am at 4 in the morning, on my way to the airport with Jay, to spend 3 nights in a room with someone I thought of as a very good friend, only.  We stood in line, forever at the airport, we flew American there, and the flight was direct, about 4 hours or so.  I had the window seat, I prefer it that way.  He was in the aisle seat.  We hit some turbulence along the way, and he grabbed my hand.  I gave him a crazy look… why was he grabbing my hand?!  He said I looked scared and thought it would comfort me.  Yeah… right…

He made a few more “moves” on the plane, like leaning over close to me, to “look out the window”.  Yeah… right…

When we got to San Francisco, he said, “We should act like a couple while we are here, it’s safer that way.”  I looked a bit oddly at him, but I thought, why not.  So, we held hands in the cab, in the hotel, where the front desk called us “Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick”, I about died.  We dropped our bags off, and went out to view the city.  We rode the trolley to the pier, and went and saw the Sea Lions.  We had wonderful Clam Chowder, we walked all over the place.  Went back to the hotel, where I sat in the chair and took a nap.  He offered to let me lay in bed with him and nap.  I declined, respectfully.  We were back up a couple of hours later, and went to a restaurant and ate at a little French restaurant.  Wandered around, then headed back to the hotel, for bed… in the same bed… Oh brother.

Jay was a perfect gentleman, and slept on his side of the bed, on the top sheet, and I slept on my side under the top sheet.  Sunday rolled around, and I woke up with one hell of a migraine.  Jay went and bought me some Advil, and I finally got up to go site seeing.  First on the list, a boat-ride around the Bay.  He wanted to ensure that I was steady while taking pictures, and put his arms around me at the boat railing… yeah.. right…

That night we had to get ready for the tour of corporate in the morning, and the awards ceremony.  Night two in bed.. together.

He again, was a perfect gentleman.  We got up the next morning, got ready, and made an off handed compliment.  I don’t remember the wording exactly, it was after I had made a remark about not being pretty.  He said something along the lines of, “They need to open their eyes.” or something to that affect.  We did the tour, not holding hands… then to the awards ceremony, then back to the hotel, and took a nap before dinner at Bob’s Steak and Chop House.  We were still dressed up, so why not?  Dinner was wonderful, and again we were called “Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick”.  Went back to the hotel, and that’s when it happened.  He kissed me.  It was small, but still made me a bit uncomfortable, since I was going to be sleeping in the same bed.

I didn’t sleep well.  He didn’t sleep well.  We were up early to catch our flight home.  I was exhausted, and a bit grumpy.  He didn’t hold my hand on the way home on the flight.  I felt a bit relieved, and confused.  I had enjoyed acting like a couple with him, then why was I wanting to push that away?  There were a few reasons.  That’s a different story for a different time.

Time passed, we went back to work, we hung out and we smiled a bit more at each other.  All of our co-workers thought we were a couple now.  Darryl, a dear friend of ours, was pushing for it.

About a month after our trip, Jay invited me over after work for dinner and a movie at his place.  I had never seen Benchwarmers and he had a new flat screen.  I said yes, because it was Jay, one of my closest friends.  We ate, then sat down to watch the movie, and he reached for my hand.  I didn’t pull away.  He walked me to my car, and kissed me.  I didn’t pull away.  I went home and was so confused and a bit worried.  What would happen if we started dating, and then broke up?  Could we still be friends?  Could we still work together?  So many unanswered questions.Golden Gate 4

We started dating officially on June 29th of 2010.  We were married on March 30th of 2013.  Our story is a great one, and there was no need to worry.  We work together, we game together, and we are happy together.

I guess things that you thought you would never try, or think of becoming, can happen even when you think they won’t.

I hope you enjoyed our story.

Always,

Cat and Jay ❤

Life Update

Hello all,

It’s been a couple of months since we last talked, and a lot has happened.

When last we spoke, my daughter had graduated and was heading off to California for a week, and then off to basic in August.  Well, in July, my mom became very ill after a small procedure and had to be hospitalized.  She is much better now, and I am thankful for that.  A few weeks later I dropped my daughter off to go to basic, well she was medically discharged, but they kept her there for four weeks, and she just recently came home.

Needless to say, it’s been a bit hectic here in the world of Cat and Jay.  On the up-side, everyone is okay.

Oh!  I am also not in school anymore. 😦  This is due to a lack of funding, and I had to drop out.  I am only about 40 credits from my Bachelor’s degree, but I don’t have the funds myself to pay for it.  I keep playing the lottery, and I keep not winning.

Other than all the craziness with odd illnesses, painful goodbyes, tearful hellos, and a few laughs along the way, I am happy to say, that I am happy.

I hope you are all having a blessed day.

Thanks,

Cat and Jay ❤

Checking In

My daughter’s graduation was a wonderful event.  She walked the stage beautifully in her red dress and green graduation robes.  Now on to bigger and better things for her.  Boot-camp starts for her August 7th.  That means a couple of trips for me in the months after.  One to South Carolina for boot-camp graduation and then Virginia for her AIT graduation, luckily they are several months apart.

As for me, well I am trying to finish up my bachelor’s degree, and doing a ton of homework and classes.  Hoping to win the lottery so I don’t have to pay student loans of each month, and just do it all in one lump sum!

I am trying to enjoy life as much as possible, however there have been some snags along the way this year.  I just keep praying, and praying, that God will help it all fall into place.  I know I haven’t talked much about God yet, but he is here, and helping me through the stressful times, and the troubled times, and the times when I feel like I am going to cry.  He is guiding me, I just need to figure out the path.

Well, off to class for me, I hope you all have a wonderful night.

God Bless,

Cat 😉

As they grow…

There is a big milestone around the corner in my life.  My youngest is graduating high school.  It’s a big milestone for me, because she is my baby girl, the one I tried so hard for.  See, she’s a miracle.

Right before my son turned four, I had to have surgery.  The doctor found cysts on my ovaries.  My husband, at the time, and I had tried a few times, and couldn’t figure out why we couldn’t get pregnant.  The cysts were why.  In March of 1998, I went under the knife for the first time.  They removed my right ovary, and a third of my left ovary.  I still had two-thirds of an ovary and my uterus.  I could still get pregnant, if I wanted to continue to try.  I called my doctor in June, and asked him if I could start trying to get pregnant, I knew I didn’t have much time to try, because the cysts could come back.  The doctor said, we could definitely try, and if we needed to look at fertility options, we could.

So, we tried.  In July of 1998, I got pregnant.  I was overjoyed!  I thought it would take forever with only two-thirds of an ovary.  The doctor was just as surprised as I was.  I didn’t tell him that I had made a deal with God and my Grandma, who had passed in 1995, that if I got pregnant and it was a girl, I would name her after my Grandma.

The pregnancy was rough, I had a lot of pain while the baby grew.  The doctors and nurses all said it was just my muscles stretching.  There were a couple of times, we thought my water broke early, both false alarms.  Thank God!

April 1st, 1999, my best friend and I went to eat lunch at a wonderful little Mexican food place.  She was going to come stay the night with me, but changed her mind.  At 11:00 that night, I started having cramps, I thought it was food poisoning.  It wasn’t.  My daughter decided it was time to come into the world.  I called my mom at 11:50 and told her I was in labor, she thought it was an April Fool’s joke.

At 5:29 am on April 2nd, my little miracle was born.  She was perfect in every way, and even had dark hair like my Grandma.  Her hair eventually turned blonde, like her dad’s.  That little girl grew up into an amazing woman.  She was drum major in the high school marching band this year.  She was an award winner in FCCLA, this year.  She is a brilliant actress, and artist.  She is also in the Army National Guard and has been attending weekend drills for the last year.

To say that I am proud of her, is an understatement.  To say that I am proud of my son, who is 23, and married to a beautiful young woman, is an understatement.  I know I didn’t focus on him in this blog, because he was my first born, and will have a special one all his own.

I wish that I could be like the new mom’s out there, with the ability to share their children’s milestones through social media.  I would have outdone them all with all the the proud moments of my son and daughter.

Friday is a special day.  She graduates, and I have no more children to raise.

Friday is just the beginning for her, August she goes to basic, and AIT, then who knows what’s in store for her.

Hold your children close, because they tend to grow up way to fast.

Always,

Cat 😉