Happy Anniversay!

Happy 2nd Anniversary to my husband and I. Two years ago today around this time we were dancing with our friends and family celebrating our marriage.

With the cicadas (the 17 year ones) singing loud enough to hear in the church, we exchanged vows as a former teacher and good friend married us. There are things that went wrong that day - the room was originally set up 90 degrees off, I went "missing" with one of my bridesmaids that morning, our wedding cake topper disappeared, etc. - but there was at least one major thing that went right. I walked down the aisle to the love of my life and we got married.

At least once every few weeks for our first year of marriage, I told my husband that I wanted to get married again. It was one of the happiest days of my life and I would love to experience that level of complete and utter joy everyday. The world was our oyster (so cliche, I know) and our (married) life was just beginning. I still feel that tug to marry my husband again. We have known each other for ten years, been together for five years and married for two years. I know that's not a lot of time to some people, but it's a big part of our lives. And as I tell him, I love him more today than yesterday and I will love him more tomorrow than today. He is my soulmate. (Sappy I know!)

Looking back at a few favorite pictures show our first wedding together, our wedding, a old neighbor's wedding right before I got pregnant, a picture while I was pregnant with Sweet Pea at a friends' wedding and our first night out, which happened to be a wedding. Even as we celebrated our first anniversary in New York, we ended up a church of the weekend that our wedding would have been the prior year, and stumbled onto another wedding.

I have always loved weddings but there is something now that I am married that is new. Every wedding we attend is not only a celebration of our friends or family getting married, but I also

see it as a celebration of our marriage. And I love it. And I love him...

Mother's Day Part II

After the Walk to Empower event, LA and I headed back home.  When I got home, my husband was working on some landscaping for the front of our house.  I had mentioned several times how much I hated three of the bushes that were part of the landscaping when we bought our house.  To my surprise and delight, the bushes were now ripped from the ground and replaced with hostas and flowers.  My husband stopped what he was doing when I got home to proudly show off his handy work. 

The plan for the rest of the night was to head over to my parents house and have dinner together.  I went in the house to get ready and after a quick shower, I grabbed a pair of lightweight khaki cargo pants and a dark blue t-shirt.  I put my still wet hair back in a ponytail and went outside to tell the hubby that I was ready.  I had mentioned that I wanted to get some pictures of Sweet Pea in the grass since she had never been in it.  I grabbed her and the camera and we set out to capture this first moment.  Sweet Pea seemed to like the grass while she was standing.  Once I sat her down, we captured these two pictures before Sweet Pea decided she had enough. 

I took the camera back inside and let my husband know I was ready to go whenever he was ready.  I got the once over from him and "You're going to wear that?  I thought you were going to wear a dress."  I reluctantly pulled a dress out of my closet, went back to the bathroom to shave my legs and got changed.  

Once we got to my parents house, I opened a couple presents and figured out that we weren't having dinner there.  I figured we would be heading out so I left Sweet Pea in her carseat until we were ready to go.  I was then surprised to find out that Sweet Pea would be watched by my parents while we went on a date.  My husband took me out of a great dinner and we really enjoyed spending a few hours out.  We had a wonderful time out and then hurried to pick up Sweet Pea and head home.  My first Mother's Day was wonderful!