Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Happy Anniversary!!

Cant believe it's been 8 yrs since that trip down the aisle!! It's been the best, craziest, wildest and wonderful 8 (really going on 11) years of my life. I had absolutely no idea that I would ever be married to such a wonderful man. Paul loves all of us so much and does way more than I could ever have dreamed of for all of his girls. It's more than I could've ever expected or asked for. I always wonder how many people thought/hoped that we would fail or would just be completely unhappy and how each and every year - each and every day - they are proved so wrong. 8 years of marriage and 3 beautiful girls later I'm more in love with the man I married than I thought possible. I hope Paul knows how much he is loved by not only me but by his 3 little girls - they absolutely LOVE their Daddy - and I kinda like him too :)

Thanks for 8 wonderful years of marriage PDublicious ;)

P+B For Eva (yeah yeah it's from Fear and it doesnt end that well as a love story but it cracks us us!)


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Sunday, April 19, 2009

In 1 month exactly....

I will be the BIG 3-0 and I'm just not taking it well.....at all. I know, I know - it's just a number and being a year older is better than the alternative (thanks Mom for telling me that one every year) but to me it's just something that I thought would take a lot longer to get to. I freaked out at 19 too. Right before I turned 20 I had a semi-melt down because I was moving out of my teen years FOREVER and I would have to be an "Adult" now - yucky!!! I'll also most likely never be the youngest girl in an office anymore (I know I dont work but still I might again one day) and I'll never be a 20-something anymore and who knows if I'll ever be referred to as "The young hottie" ever again besides Paul telling me that of course. I think that's what's really bothering me. 1979 just sounds so old. Like it was so long ago. Oh well. I'm happily married, have 2 BEAUTIFUL daughters, a hunk of a husband that still thinks I'm irresistible and tells me how hot I look in a bikini (that I only wear when we get in the hottub in the backyard) and tells me how lucky he is and how much he loves me. What more could I ask for. I'll eventually be ok with being 30 because Mom is right - It's better than the alternative :) Bring on 30!!