Okay, so I copied Yakob, but when I saw his crafty black background, it made me want a black and pink blog. So, here we are.
Perf.
I think that I'm getting Jake's cold, because I definitely don't feel that good. I have just been laying in bed tonight. Which is pretty sweet, but I just feel all funny, so I guess it's not THAT great.
I'm starting to wish we were going up there for V-Ball (EC, I mean), but I don't really feel that bad about it. Just looking at pictures makes me miss it, but I know that it's not the same as that anymore, so I don't miss it at the same time.
I sort of miss the party crazy girl I was last year. She was fun. Even if she hated being married. :)
They say it's the first year that's the hardest, but I give you this bit of advice -- just live together (unmarried) for one year. I promise you that that first year of marriage is difficult because you are trying to figure out how to live together and it's really nothing more than that. I know that there were so many difficult things that we had to pass through that year as well, but the biggest was just figuring out how to live together and stay sane.
Anyway, I'm going to read some internet-y stuff and then probably will fall asleep. I'm ready to try now and, while it's 9pm, it's really 8pm to my body. So me = pwobabwy sick. guh.
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