Just Lounging

*Please excuse my brevity and any typos as this message was sent from my Verizon Android phone and this thing has a mind of its own.*

Project 365???

So, two of my resolutions for the new year are to blog regularly and pull out my scrapbooking stuff more often, put those together with my inspiration from Jessica Turner and it looks like I'll be starting my very own Project 365!

I think it'll be interesting (to me at least) to see what in the world I come up with!

Happy Aniversary to Mr. Mel!

Dear That Dude,

One year ago we took the biggest (conscious) leap of our lives. This year hasn't been all rainbows and butterflies, but I wouldn't trade any of our experiences for anything in the world. 




I'm sorry that I didn't live up to my promise of you having your Camaro by the end of our first year, but (I think) what I DID give you is much better!

You are more than deserving of my respect and you have shown me that over and over in both the awesome and the difficult moments.

Thank you for helping me to learn more about you as a person, the meaning of true love, and so much about myself (and thank you for your patience along the way!)

I look forward to the many happy years ahead of us.

I love you F+1.

-Mel

P.S. - We made it through the first year! Where are all of the haters and naysayers now?!

I forgot...

...my office keys...
...my cell phone charger...
...Kotex (just got my first postnatal period)...
...my adapter for my breast pump!

Not sure where my head was at this morning, but I just want to turn around and go back home!!


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I Couldn't Have Said it Better Myself!

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

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Laundry Help

He was cold, the clothes were warm and... BAM! Easy solution!

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