The difference between You and I:

Last night my husband tells me "What are we doing tomorrow?" I tell him, "Nothing that I know of".
He gets the bright idea to take me to dinner. Great. Now, It's the day we're supposed to go to dinner and I am waiting for him to come home. So I do what any normal woman does. I do my hair, my makeup and finish cleaning the house.

When he gets home, I'm sitting in the shirt that I did my make up in. A very very very lowcut number, One from my single days, What I call my "Boob" shirts. Not exactly Romantic dinner and evening alone with your husband shirts. He comes in and simply says, I'll take a shower and we can go. Now I'm sitting here telling him that I need to just change my shirt and we can leave.

He looks very hurt and confused.

He tells me "But that's a great shirt"

I inform him, that this shirt is not appropriate for tonight. One it's too flipping cold. and two, it's a slutty shirt.

He doesn't get that when you get married,Women don't feel the need to wear the "Men grabbing" clothing they wore when they were single. I'm not trying to nab anyones attention except his.

So I guess my question is, Do I keep all my slut garb from my single days? Or opt for classier chic-er look? I vote Classy but maybe I should skank it up to make him feel better. lol

Let's talk Turkey, and by Turkey I mean Babies!

There seems to be this aura in the air, that now that Dustin and I are married, We need to start popping out babies.

Albeit that I do want kids, ONE DAY.

There are specific things that need to happen before that time.

1. I'd like to get our cars and the bike payed off before hand.
2. I'd like to be ALMOST finished with school.
3. I'd like to be in a bigger home. Babies take up space.
4. I'd prefer it if Dustin was out of the Army before hand, but I'm not too concerned with that.
and finally.
5. I'd like for my husband and I both to not have the mental range of our 5 year old counter parts.

The truth is, we're just not ready. We're still trying to get to know each other. We are still enjoying being newly weds. And we've talked about it. That if it just HAPPENS, then we'll be over the moon excited.  But for now, we just want to have fun with it being just the two of us.

Tick-Tock

"Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open."  ~George Bernard Shaw


My husband is fast asleep. Has been for about two hours now.


I honestly envy him. The man could fall asleep standing up in the middle of a Tornado on the fourth of July strapped to a rocket heading towards outer space.


Meanwhile, the Dog has decided that Dustin is in charge, and refuses to listen to me. If this is any sort of forward look into us having children, I feel I may have to beat my children senseless. (Only Joking)


But as I sit here and watch him sleep, Creepy I know. I realize just how lucky I truly am.


Not too long ago, I was sitting in my room at my parents house thinking to myself, "If I could only find someone that I could truly be myself with, I'd be happy for the rest of my life."


Flash forward a year and here I am. Married. Rapidly approaching 30. Married. Did I mention Married?


Sometimes, I look at him and I think, "Holy CRAP! I'm married. I'm someones Wife. I'm someones Other half, Their Beloved, Their ball and chain."


When the HELL did this happen?


Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I love Dustin more than I could possibly love anything. But, it seems like yesterday that I was sitting in a tree with a broken arm, talking to  squirrels, making up excuses as to why I couldn't do my homework. 


I'm MARRIED...This is tripping me out. 


On a different note, We're heading home to Texas in five short days. Which means a few things.


One. I desperately need to get my rear in gear and start cleaning this apartment for real, so I don't leave it a mess.


Two. We HAVE to eat all the perishable food before we leave...(Hope you like lots of veggies honey)


Three. I seriously need to do the rest of the laundry, Being Naked in Texas doesn't sound fun.


And Finally, We HAVE to go to Target to get the kids Christmas presents.


But I am thoroughly looking forward to spending some much needed time with our families. Being halfway across the country isn't too fun for the both of us. Dang our fams for being so cool.


Alright. Well, Looks like bedtime for the Mrs.

I'm posting pictures of Dustin and the dog hogging the bed as proof that they both kick me off in the middle of the night...Jerks. :D

I love being married.  It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.  ~Rita Rudner

This is JUST the beginning.

Someone once told me that "Love is your souls recognition of it's counter part in another."

The Ancient Greeks believed that humans once had two sets of everything. Four arms, Four legs, and two heads. Zeus was so afraid of their powers, that he separated them from each other, and they were destined to roam this life alone, until they found their other halves. Which is how "Soul mates" came to be.

I realized very early in love, and in life that you KNOW when you find the one your supposed to be with.

This was so very apparent when I met my husband. It literally took all of three seconds for me to realize that Dustin and I were meant to be together. He was sitting on my sisters living room floor (drunk) playing with her big eyed chihuahua. I turned the corner to see him look up at me, and say "His eyes are SOOOO big" and I knew right then. I was in trouble. :)

Since that day, we've been inseparable.

This is our story, Our daily struggles. Our life. Our pursuit of happiness. All of our up's and down's.