crickets chirping
.... here's what I've learned in the first three years of marriage:
I never knew I could accumulate so many "J" names in my phone address book. (Marrying into a family of 9 "J's," I should have seen this coming.)
New life is utterly, completely amazing.
Having someone know you so well can make for incredibly loving or infuriating moments. (These often depend if tension is already present.)
Dietary habits can change, speaking as a one who had never even tasted meat until 19 years old but has ground beef, chicken breasts, bacon and sausage in her freezer right now and has a husband who actually enjoys Special-K loaf. (Oh, stop gagging.)
Hypothetically, I am capable of spending a Friday night watching a documentary on Frank Lloyd Wright with design-minded Hubby. Hypothetically, I might enjoy it.
My instincts prompt me to say shrub instead of bush. This one took years and I'm stinkin' proud. We're still working on concrete and cement.
Scattergories is a vicious, vicious game and is not recommended for family game night.
Also, there once was a concert by Janet Jackson in a park. Somewhere. (I won't name names but it ends with "-on." If you still don't know who I'm referring to, see point #1. )
And in a white sea of eyes, I see one pair that I recognize.
And I know that I am the luckiest.
I love you more than I have ever found the words to say to you.
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