One Year...

On Sunday James and I celebrated our one year anniversary.

The weeks just seem to be wizzing by us and I could hardly believe it was here.

One year.

Surely that puts us in a whole new category.

As my mind went over the various events of that day 

(that feels like yesterday)

a wave of emotions came over me.

As cliche as it sounds...it was the best day of my life.

Not because of the pretty dress, the flying bouquet or the details I worked so hard to perfect...

but because of the life we were starting.

Within a week the wedding hoopalah would all be over and we were left as an ordinary Mr. and Mrs.

Growing up you dream of the prince and princess moment 

but you dont realize that the ordinary part is actually far better than the party.

If you survive the first year, you can survive anything -

or so they say.

But I must admit...

the first year of marriage was far easier than expected.

Sure, we have our moments.

But as time slips past us

it seems as if we are starting to get the hang of the whole his and hers bit.

James has gotten really good at listening - just to listen - not to solve.

And I can now watch an hour of football without a laptop in hand.

To put it in his terms -

Id say we just got a first down!

To my main man,

I love you more with every day.

You still make me crack up every day

and I hope it never stops.

You spoil me rotten in the smallest of ways -

and the biggest of ways.

You are still sweeping me off of my feet and I am certainly not complaining.

Here is to a lifetime of anniversaries.

Love you with all of my heart.

{An update on our romantic getaway soon}