
Memorial Day 2014

Happy Birthday MR. MISSISSIPPI
It's a mighty special day around the White House, no not that White house. It's Mr. White's birthday! And I must say, he is getting even more gorgeous with age!
Brian, thank you for being the man that I waited my whole life for. Thank you for being there for me when times were good AND bad these last three years. Thank you for being true to me and true to yourself. Your honesty and commitment are two of my favorite things about you.
Every day we have got to spend with each other has been a blessing. Sure, we've had good days and bad days BUT those are the days that make up a real marriage. We're a great team.
You can make me laugh when no one else can. You are the other half of my soul. Even if I didn't get to wear this gorgeous ring on my left finger, you would be my soul mate and best friend to the end.
You make marriage FUN. Waking up to you, and sometimes wanting to kill you in the middle of the night when you are snoring is part of my laughs and memories of our marriage. I love that we can pick on each other and still love each other. We know how to have a good time, with little outside sources.
You are just my best friend. I love you more than life itself and can't imagine spending my days with anyone else. You're my protector, my hero, and my idol. I can't wait to see us grow old together and share parenthood as a new challenge one day. I love you so much, baby.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, B!

I'm not going to lie..
I thought about skipping a post in the blog world today.
I woke up with my husband to make his coffee like every other morning, except after I got it done I KNOCKED IT OVER. An entire large Tervis of coffee just running everywhere, including on me. Brian ran in to help while I went to grab my glasses. Yes, I make his coffee with no contacts or glasses every morning.
Well, with all the spilling going on, it ran all over my sleeve of my favorite Victoria Secret pajamas. This was a fail when I tried to lay back down because my sleeve was wet. Great.
Next up, I was dressing and doing my hair in a hurry since I had lost some valuable time cleaning this morning. The left side of my head was fine but the right side didn't want to cooperate. I fling on some clothes and out the door I went.
On the way to work, I got stopped by a train. I'm sitting there mumbling and look down to see I put on the wrong pair of pants this morning. These have a hole in them. I decide I'm going on in to work and making the best of it.
Of course, it's Monday morning in the banking world and it's crazy. I screwed up the first thing I touched, forgot my coffee upstairs, and just now sat down to relax.
Now, I won't lie. I considered this to be a bad morning. And then I got my weekly motivational email from a co-worker.
There it was. My moment to sit back and start over. This is the day that God gave me, even with it's trials. So thank you, God. I'm still working on this patience thing.. obviously. We need to talk some later. :)
Happy Monday, friends!

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