Friday, March 27, 2009

Thank You!

I was reading some random blogs today and came across a contest/project to support our troops. Carebear started a contest that benefits our nation's military. For each comment that she receives on her post (until March 31st) she'll donate a card and care package item to our troops. Also, when commenting, you're entered into a giveaway that she is having.

Anyways, after reading about her contest, and more importantly her project for our troops, I was thinking about how often we take for granted what our military does for us. It's so easy to live in a free nation and not even think twice about how we have earned that freedom. It's thanks to our military, past and present, that we have the freedom that we have in our nation. It's sad how easy it is to forget.

I left a comment on Carebear's post that said this:
"I have always had an appreciation for the military, as my father served in the Marine Corps during Vietnam and he raised us teaching us to respect the military and to be thankful for all that they do for us. I have gained even more of a respect and appreciation for the military since I met and married my husband, who is a Corporal in the Marine Corps. I have seen the sacrifices that individuals, like him, make for our country and for our freedom and I am so thankful for that. Without willing individuals, people who give of their time and their lives for our country, we would not have the freedom that we have and we surely would not be the country that we are today. I am so thankful for each member of our military and for each family member. I'm thankful for their sacrifices and recognize that without them, our country would be non-existent. Thank you!"

After writing that comment I just thought, why not tell those individuals myself that I'm thankful for what they have done to protect our country. So, I figured I'd write on here and recognize them for what they have done and say thanks....

To my daddy who was in the Marine Corps and was in Vietnam - thanks for fighting for our freedom and for teaching me to be thankful for the freedom that we have!

To my wonderful husband, Josh, a current Corporal in the USMC - thank you for serving our country and for the sacrifces that you make for our freedom. Thanks for showing me what it means to be proud to be an American and a proud Marine!

To my friend, Robert, a current PFC in the USMC - thanks for signing up to serve our country and for the sacrifices that you have made and will make in the future. Thanks for being one of the few and the proud!

To my friend,Eddie, a sergeant in the U.S. Army National Guard and a veteran of Operation Iraqi Freedom - thank you for fighting for our country, both here and in Iraq. Thank you for all the sacrifices that you have made to ensure that we have a free and safe nation!

And to everyone else that I know - to all of my husband's fellow Marines in his unit, to Anthony (my sister-in-law's boyfriend) who is in the army, and to the many others - THANK YOU!

So, when's the last time you have thanked someone for your freedom? Can you remember when it was? Well, find someone today who has fought and/or sacrificed to be in the military. When you find them, tell them thanks for all they've done...


Photostory Friday... The Circus Comes To Town

The circus comes to town... that's right. We went back to our childhood days and went to the circus this past week and I'd like to take you along to it, via pictures that I took (with my awesome camera my husband got me for my birthday). So, here we go. Here are some of the highlights of the night...

Myself, Josh, Mum, and Padre (his parents) all went to the circus together...

Josh and me at intermission

Here's my amazingly wonderful in-laws at intermission

The circus was a local show, to raise money for the Zembo Shriners. It was pretty good though. We all pretty much agreed on some of our favorite acts....

The dancing bears were really cute and did some awesome tricks!

The diving clown was probably the funniest act there was - he was great!

The grand finale, the wheel, was so nervewracking. We literally almost watched the blonde guy on the right fall off. He hit his head on the ceiling and lost his balance. Luckily he hung on though.

We even got our pictures with the clowns!

Hope you enjoyed your brief trip to the circus!

PhotoStory Friday
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Please Pray!

If you get a moment, pray for baby Stellan.Stellan's been in the hospital since Monday with Supra Ventricular Tachycardia (SVT). His heart rate has been in the high 200-300's and the doctors have tried everything to get it down, but with no permanent success. Pray for a miracle here. Stellan is the son of one of ladies whose blog I read. They're followers of God and have already seen Stellan be born as a miracle baby. Please pray that he would be healed, if God so wills. Thanks! (By the way, you can click on the picture below to go to his mom's blog which she is updating about his condition. You can also read his whole story there.)

Prayers for Stellan


Friday, March 20, 2009

Be Cool Eat At Rita's....

Rita's is FREE!... well for today that is. That's right... first day of spring always equals free italian ice at Rita's. Who can pass up the free offer for the best italian ice in the world?!? Not us! After dinner we headed straight out to get our freebies. We were greeted by a line out to the street, but it moved fast and we soon had our deluctably delicious treats....

Josh was excited to get his free italian ice...

... That was until he tasted it. Yea, don't get their sweet tea italian ice. It's pretty gross.

I was excited about mine too....
...And mine was really good. The mystery flavor = yumminess!

Overall, we were happy to have a free "date" out to Rita's!

And if you haven't ever tried Rita's, you don't know what you've been missing....


Photostory Friday

So I was looking through blogs when I came across this - Photostory Friday.

The object of it is that you post a photo that you have taken and then tell your blog readers about it. Sounds fun and easy, so I figure I'll do it. Why not?....

This is a picture of me and one of my best friends, Emily. Emily was my college roommate for four years, until I ran off and got married. We took this picture about two weeks ago when she was over my house for a girls' night so that she'd have a picture of her new haircut to show off to everyone. This picture reminds me of girls' nights, hanging out with my closest friends, having fun and laughing together. Girls' nights don't happen quite often enough, but when they do they're certainly a blast!

PhotoStory Friday
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Thursday, March 19, 2009

Our Story - Part 3... (From Jenn's Point of View)

So I caught the bouquet. The funnier part is that Josh's younger brother, Jonny, caught the garter. We'll just say Jonny didn't get the garter very far up on my leg (that's if you consider the ankle to be part of the leg). They let Josh take over and put the garter on the rest of the way. So after catching the bouquet, we "joked" around about how I'd have to be the next one to get married. That was September.

October came and went quickly. I consistently wondered in the back of my mind when Josh was going to propose. I had a feeling it was going to happen, but in my mind there was no way he could have asked my dad yet. So, I just kept forcing the idea out of my head. We enjoyed spending time together. In October we went to one of the huge fairs not far from my school. We enjoyed walking the streets of the fair together and then watching the fair parade. It was a great time together.

Josh and I at the fair together

The next month was November. Each November the Marines have their annual Marine Corps Ball on or around November 10th to celebrate the Marine Corps birthday. It's a huge formal affair - everyone gets all dressed up, the Marines in their dress blues and the civilians in their nicest clothes. Josh asked me to be his date to the ball. I was honored. Josh's unit's 2007 ball was being held on the actual birthday, November 10th. However, Josh had to report to drill (reserve duty) the day before - Friday November 9th. I had thought that Josh had been acting kind of weird around that weekend, but I brushed it off. That Friday night, Josh was at drill and I was at a friend's house hanging out. I had texted him and said something about how I couldn't wait until we were engaged and he responded with something to the effect of "Not too long baby". I had a feeling he was telling the truth on that one, but I wasn't quite sure how soon he meant.

So the next day was the ball. A friend of mine did my hair in the morning and I got all ready. Then his mom came and picked me up and took me to their house. Josh was on his way back from his unit to pick me up from the ball. I felt bad for him. He had told me he hadn't slept well the night before and then had overslept that morning. I kept thinking that maybe it was "the day" but didn't want to get my hopes up. Anyways, I got my dress on and make-up done. Josh got his dress blues on and got all ready. Then his mom was like "hurry, hurry, we won't have enough time". I was wondering why she was hurrying us, as we were ahead of schedule and had plenty of time until we had to leave. So once we were ready his mom took what seemed like a million pictures. His brother, Jon, was also videotaping us. I found it rather odd that he was videotaping us and that his mom, dad, and brother were all there in the room watching us get pictures. I figured they were just excited for us going to the ball together.

Anyways, after what seemed like a million pictures, Josh told me that he had gotten me something and he had to go upstairs to get it. So he went upstairs and came down. He told me he had talked to my dad to see what kind of challenge coin I'd like and he had gotten me one for the ball. (A challenge coin is a commemorative coin that Marines get for different places they go and things they do, and notice he had "talked to my dad to see what kind I'd like" that was him telling me he had my parent's blessing on this) So he hands me the coin. The front of the coin looked exactly like this.

Then he said to turn it over. I turned it over and read the back and it said "Jennifer Lynn, will you marry me?" By the time I looked up from reading it Josh was on his knee with the most gorgeous ring and said "Jenn, will you marry me?". Of course I said yes. Then I laughed and hugged him and laughed and hugged him. (Laughter is my nervous reaction) Then I looked at the ring. It was a beautiful ring, with several small diamonds shaped as a heart. He told me, "Now wherever we are, even when we're apart, you'll always have my heart". That melted my heart.

After I realized what had happened, I got on the phone to tell everyone the good news. Josh says I was on the phone the entire drive to the ball (an hour and a half away). I was so excited! It was great for Josh to be able to introduce me as his fiance at the ball. We had a great time there that night and then drove back to his parent's house after the ball was over. I could barely sleep that night, as I was so excited to be engaged to the man of my dreams...


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Random Thoughts...

So it's funny how quickly things can change. It can be a matter of moments, and things turn around - whether for the good or the bad. I've been noticing this a lot lately. It's reminded me of how unpredictable life is, how only God knows the plans for our lives, and how in just a split second our lives can either change dramatically or be over completely.

I know this may sound like a rather depressing/dreary post. But I don't mean it to be. I've just been reminded of it lately. For example, three weeks ago my little fourteen year old cousin was rushed to the hospital one Sunday morning. Later that day she was life flighted to a better hospital, where doctors found several problems. The doctors said things didn't look very hopeful for her. We were on our knees praying for her, praying that God would save her life. Almost three weeks later and three surgeries later, things are looking better for her. She's still in the hospital, but when you look at her situation - she defied the doctors' predictions and lived. She's still alive today and that can only be credited to God. I thank God that He healed her. But that incident just reminded me of how quickly life could change and how only the Lord knows the plans for our lives.

Another incident that made me think on these things was what I mentioned in my last post, with my friend Emily. She planned to have the week off from school, a free week between two student teaching placements, but ended up in the hospital for her CF instead. It just goes to show how quickly our plans change, and again how only God knows the plans he has for our lives.

I'm glad that God knows the plans for our lives. If he didn't, at times I would be hopeless. There's too many times where things seem so complicated and there seems to be no purpose for what is happening and no hope, but yet God turns those times around and works them for the good. It's wonderful to serve a God who cares about us and who plans each and every step of our entire lives.

On a completely different topic, I'm going in today for a HIDA scan on my gallbladder. I've been experiencing gallbladder pains on and off for almost a year now. I went in for an ultrasound of my gallbladder last month and everything came back normal. Even though everything appeared normal on the ultrasound, there can still be problems with my gallbladder that can't be seen in an ultrasound. Because of this the doctor ordered this HIDA scan. From what I've read about this scan online, it doesn't sound like a very fun procedure. I'm really nervous about it and praying that it brings results. So, if you think about it, pray that things go well for me today and that we get some answers from this scan.

It has been absolutely beautiful outside the past few days. Today is actually supposed to be around 70 degrees. I really and truly love this weather and am so looking forward to spring! The only thing that makes me sad is that it's supposed to be cool and rainy tomorrow. The weather around here changes so quickly and you never know what's coming. Got to love March weather around here. Oh well, spring will soon be here...

In less than a week I'll be 23 years old. I remember as a kid I thought 23 was "so much older" and that by the time I was 23 I'd be done college, working, married, and have at least one kid - with another on the way. Kind of funny what you think when you're younger. The only thing I have out of that list is the married part (which I am EXTREMELY thankful for). Otherwise, I'm still in college, I'm only working part time on and off, and I have no kids and none in the foreseeable future. I guess in the eyes of a child 23 is pretty old. In my eyes now though, 23 is pretty young... I've got a whole life ahead of me still...

Well, I guess that's enough random thoughts for today. God bless you! I'm off to get my scan soon, then I'll be visiting Emily in the hospital, and then enjoying the spring weather with my lovely husband! Have a great day and enjoy the sunshine (if you have it where you are)!


Monday, March 16, 2009

Please Pray

If you think of it and have a chance, please pray for one of my best friends- Emily. Emily has Cystic Fibrosis, a condition you could read more about on her blog at Anyways, she's being admitted to the hospital this week after having what she thought was just a cold. She'll be having IV treatments all week and then will be sent home with a PICC line to continue the treatments. Please keep her in your prayers, as this hospital stay comes in the middle of a very busy semester of student teaching for her. Please pray that the doctors have wisdom and that whatever this problem is she'll be healed of it. Thanks, I know she'll appreciate your prayers!


Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

So this past week there are many things that I definitely did not do. Last Tuesday, when I was supposed to be spending an entire day doing schoolwork I definitely did not spend 3/4 of it creating this blog and finding the perfect layout. Not me, I'd never do that.

Last Thursday I was definitely not too lazy to cook dinner for Josh and I didn't text him on his way home from work asking if we could please just go out to eat somewhere so that I didn't have to cook something. I would never not have dinner on the table when he came home from work and I most certainly would never suggest going out to eat so that I didn't have to make dinner, not me.

Last Thursday night I most certainly did not kick 5 other people's butts at Monopoly - those five people being my husband (who's certainly never competitive), my mother in law, my sister in law, my sister in law's boyfriend (who's definitely not competitive either), and my husband's uncle (who definitely doesn't add extra rules to the game and is definitely not super competitive). I definitely didn't make a monopoly of the entire board after starting off only owning about five properties and I'm most definitely not proud of winning against these particular people. I would never be proud of winning a game, not me.

This weekend I definitely did not go to the HUGE flea market near by and we definitely didn't have to park on a huge hill because there were so many people there. And while we were there I surely did not buy yet another purse just because it was cheap. I would never waste money on things that aren't essentials, not me.

This morning I most certainly did not sleep in two hours past the time I wanted to get up. I would never be that lazy and not get up on time. I mean, it's spring break so I should be awake doing things. I definitely wouldn't sleep in that late. Not me.

So what are things that you haven't done this week? Join in the fun and create your own "Not Me Monday" post. It's a whole lot of fun!


Friday, March 13, 2009

Our Story - Part 2... (From Jenn's Point of View)

So where did I leave off?... Oh, the beginning of the summer. That's right.

So school was over. We were gone off our separate ways, unsure of how often we would see each other. He was working full time and I was working full time. We both had busy schedules and such so there was no knowing how much we would see each other over the summer. I was worried I'd only get to see him once or twice. God knew my worries during this time. Fortunately we were blessed and ended up seeing each other quite often during the summer, pretty much every weekend (if not that, then every other weekend). He'd come to my house, I'd go to his. The summer was great as we got to know each other better, but also got to know each other's families better too.

I went down to his house the weekend of June 9th-11th. It was his birthday so I wanted to be there for it. Plus we were having a party for him. He told me he had a surprise for me when I got there. He gave it to me and here it was a promise ring. I was ecstatic. Josh was promising that one day he would marry me! (Some of you may be thinking - my this is kind of early to get a promise ring, you've only been dating for four months and have only known each other five. But you have to understand, Josh and I started talking about marrying each other about a month after we started dating. Many people probably thought that we were rushing things and we were crazy, but we somehow just knew that we were meant to be together and that God was going to allow us to spend the rest of our lives together.) Anyways, back to the story. So he gave me a beautiful promise ring that weekend and then we spent the rest of the weekend celebrating his birthday with his family and friends. I remember going home and showing my parents the ring Josh had given to me. I especially remember my dad's reaction. I showed it to him and his first question, with tears in his eyes, was "Do you love him?". Of course I said yes. His second question was "Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him? Does he treat you good?". I answered yes to both. He then hugged me and told me he was happy for me. I'll never forget that.

So the summer went on. We had many random dates over the summer as we visited each other. One date I remember in particular was up at my house. We were bored and trying to figure out something to do. So we randomly decided to go to a local state park. When we got to the park we walked around a bit and then decided to go on the paddleboats on the lake. Josh quickly learned my fear of small boats in big bodies of water. I'm petrified of falling out and drowning (even though I can swim). It was a lot of fun though, on the paddle boats in the middle of the lake, just talking and spending time together.

So the summer flew by and our love for each other continued to grow. Before we knew it, it was August and I was back in school and he was at home working. This way we were only about 40 minutes from each other and we got to see each other more often.

In September, Josh's cousin got married. We went to her wedding together. Throughout the day of the wedding, Josh and I discussed some ideas for our wedding (even though we weren't even engaged yet). We agreed on a lot of things about it, which was good. At the reception they had the normal bouquet toss. Guess who caught the bouquet?!? That would be me. We all knew what that meant...

Together at his cousin's reception


Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Our Story - Part 1... (From Jenn's Point of View)

I think from the time you're a little girl, every girl dreams of meeting her prince and having him sweep her off her feet, carry her away, and live happily ever after with him. I know even my niece, who's only four years old, talks about her prince and how one day she'll marry him. I was just like any girl, well for the most part. Before I tell our story, let me give you a little bit of background on my own story....

I'm the youngest of three kids. I have one older brother, Joe, and one older sister, Steph. As kids we were like any normal kids. We played hide and go seek outside, we played pee wee sports, we beat on each other and tattled on each other. When I was younger, I was a tomboy. Well, at least from the outside I was a tomboy. I loved to do what the boys did, yet at the same time I still liked to do what the girls did. One moment I'd be playing in the dirt and playing baseball, but the next minute I'd be playing Barbies with my sister and our friends. Even though I may have appeared to be a tomboy from the outside - playing in the dirt, wearing my brother's clothes, and playing trucks with the boys - I was still a princess at heart. I dreamed of the day when I would meet my prince charming. I dreamed of dressing in a white dress and having my daddy walk me down the aisle to marry this prince. I dreamed of the perfect fairy tale, where my prince would take me away and we would live our happily ever after together....

As I grew up and went into high school I grew out of my tomboy stage. I still wasn't a girly girl, but I was no longer a tomboy. In high school and college I was BOY CRAZY! And crazy doesn't even begin to describe me. I was obsessed with boys, obsessed with finding my one true love. I had little regard for the fact that I was still young, and that none of the boys in school were what I truly wanted. In high school I was pathetic (if that can even describe me). I liked a different guy at least every month and studied that guy so that I knew everything about him. I laugh about it now, but also admit that it was crazy. Despite liking all of these guys, I never dated. I wasn't the kind of girl these guys wanted. I have to say, probably my most ridiculous high school moment with a guy was at the beach with my best friend Erica. We seriously must have checked out a dozen guys at the beach - one of them being a particular lifeguard. That poor lifeguard got "studied" more that week than probably any other time in his life. It was pathetic. Anyways, once high school was passed and I started college, I was still boy crazy (just ask my roommate). I didn't like nearly as many different guys in college, but I liked enough. My poor roommate had to listen to me talk about them all the time, and I probably drove her insane. Anyways, there was a particular guy who I had my heart set on in college for a long time. I was convinced that God wanted the two of us together and that we'd get married. However, God had a different plan. Through a series of difficult events, he showed me that we weren't meant to be. He had different plans, plans that I couldn't even fathom at the time. It was at this point that I told God that I was giving up on guys. I was going to be content to be single for then because I didn't want any more heartache....

So there's the background... that's where I was at the end of 2006... but, moving on....

...So I gave up on the whole guy thing in December 2006. I told God, "that's it" for guys. No more right now. But God had a slightly different plan (just slightly). January 2007 comes along. January 18, 2007 to be exact. I was at college hanging out with friends. My friends Eddie (who I'd known for a couple years) got a new roommate. Eddie and his new roommate, Josh, decide to come over to the dorm that I was living in and play games with myself and several other of our friends. Eddie wanted to introduce Josh to everyone and help him get to know us. Eddie had told us (my roommate and me) a little about this friend already - Josh was 20, he lived about a half hour from school, he was a Marine, he had a girlfriend. So I knew at that point, since I'd given up the whole guy thing and this guy already had a girlfriend, that all I wanted was to be nice to this new roommate of Eddie's and potentially be his friend. So the two of them come over to play games with us.

So we play games. I remember that night distinctly. We were playing Apples to Apples and Dutch Blitz. While playing Apples to Apples I couldn't help but notice the smile on this new guy's face. I also couldn't help but notice his bright blue eyes. He seemed kind of quiet, yet at the same time he seemed to be a "bad boy". But I couldn't get him out of my mind, of course he was sitting across the table from me so that didn't help much. I kept saying to myself "I'm done with guys, plus he has a girlfriend. Stop thinking about him!"

Fast forward a few days. This Josh guy leaves for Utah to visit his girlfriend. I think about him all weekend, which is pretty bad since he's with his girlfriend. My friends all ask me if I like him because of the way I'm acting, I deny the fact. Looking back, I was just in denial because I figured there was no point in liking this guy since he was taken and I was done with guys.

Fast forward a few more days, January 31st. I'm talking on AIM to Josh. Josh tells me that he sees something in me and he likes me. I don't know what to think. I'm ecstatic! Finally, I like a guy and he likes me back. I sit there wondering, can this be a God thing? (Within this time, Josh breaks up with his girlfriend. Note: I didn't cause him to break up with her, it was something that had been coming for awhile.)

February 11th - I take Josh home to my house to introduce him to my parents and family. They get along wonderfully, which makes me smile! While we are there, Josh asks my dad for permission to date me.

February 12th - Before dinner, Josh comes to the dorm I live in and brings me flowers. On the way to dinner he asks me if I would be his girlfriend. Of course I accept the invitation. I'm ecstatic!

We started our relationship together right before Valentine's day and were both very excited about it. Here are some pictures from our early days of dating....

The two of us hanging out watching a movie together

Spending time together in the lounge of my dorm

Hanging out together with friends (and probably playing DDR)

Together after cutting our friend, Eddie's, hair

Less than a month after we started dating, March 9th, Josh was sent overseas with the Marines for three weeks. I think this was the hardest three weeks of my life, yet the most rewarding. During those three weeks I was apart from the guy I liked, worried about him, trying to focus on school, and at the same time trying to find ways to get to know him better. A friend pointed out at this time that over half the time we had "been together" as a couple, we had spent apart. During this time I dreamt about him and thought about him alot. I also did a lot of praying, praying that God would show me if this is the guy he wanted me to spend my life with. After all, I had gone into this relationship with the intentions that I was only going to date a person if there was a serious possibility of me marrying them. I didn't want anymore heartbreak. During these three weeks God gave me so much peace and I feel that during this time God showed me that Josh was the man I was going to spend my life with. I was at complete peace about our relationship together.

Josh came home in April after three weeks apart...

It was so great to be back with him and to be able to get to know him better in person. However, we had a little over a month to be together at school before it ended. I feel as though this month continued to draw as closer to each other as a couple. There were so many conversations that lasted hours, dates out together, and time spent with friends and family that helped us learn more about each other. I had come to love so much about this guy, so much more than just his smile and bright blue eyes. I loved his honesty, devotion, desire to have a family, direction in life, his way of accepting everyone, etc.

In May, the end of the school year came. Josh was asked to carry the American flag at our school's graduation. I attended the ceremony to see him.

After graduation, we both had to head our separate ways to our homes (which are two hours apart) for the summer. The summer would prove to be a growing experience for both of us...


Tuesday, March 10, 2009


As the post title shows, I'm trying to think of what to say....

Not much happened today. It was a normal Tuesday, a school day so I got to sleep in a little bit and then headed off to LBC. Had two classes today, both of which went somewhat slowly. Learned a little bit, but not a whole lot. Oh well. I guess you'll have those days.

Hmm...what else to say. I guess I could say that I've been learning to appreciate the small things in life. The small things in life such as....
  • Taking a walk (mini date) with my husband to the park, swinging on the swings, and then watching a cat chase a bunch of ducks... all while spending time with the one I love.
  • The sunshine on a beautiful day, such as this past Saturday. After a long winter it's nice to see sunshine.
  • Having food in the fridge, the cupboards, and on the table. There's plenty of people who don't have any of the above.
  • Spending time with friends, especially when I don't get to see them often.

These are some of the small things that I've been learning to appreciate, as well as others. Life is so fast paced that it's easy to pass by the "little things" and only appreciate the big ones. But life's too short to miss out on anything - even the little things.

I guess that's enough randomness for today... For now - I'm out.


Monday, March 9, 2009

7 Months Ago...

7 Months Ago... What was it that happened seven months ago?

That's right... 7 months ago...

I woke up on the morning of August 9th, 2008... Got dressed and got my hair done pretty, got to see my closest friends in the morning, got to drive in a limo to a church, and got my make up done and put on a white dress... that was 7 months ago....that was the day I had dreamed about for my entire life...

Got pictures taken with my best friends....

Saw my daddy's face, knowing he'd soon be giving me away....

Then I saw the face of the man of my dreams, my prince charming, as he saw me coming down the aisle - a face and a huge smile that I will NEVER forget....

I gave him a ring, he gave me one too, we promised to love honor and cherish each other until death do us part...

And then he told him to kiss his bride....

And we were married, finally Mr. and Mrs.!

I'll never forget being introduced for the first time in public as Mr. and Mrs...

Or our first dance as husband and wife....

I'll never forget that entire day...

There is so much to remember from that day...the best day thus far in my life... the day I became his wife. So what happened 7 months ago?... 7 months ago my life changed, I became a married woman - the luckiest, happiest woman on earth. I don't deserve a husband as wonderful as him, but God was gracious enough to give him to me. I'm so thankful for Josh and for all that he is to me as a husband. I'm so thankful for that day seven months ago, the day I married my best friend!


Why Not?...

So, I figured - why not?!?...

"Why not, what?" you may ask. I figured why not start a blog. After all, I do enjoy writing down my thoughts, but never do actually keep a journal or anything. I also like keeping people up to date on what's going on in my life, but never do very good at it. So, I figured why not start a blog. That way I can write down my thoughts and keep people up to date on my life - ALL AT THE SAME TIME!

Hey, I did Xanga way back when and used to blog non-stop on there. I also did Myspace and posted blogs on there. Now I do Facebook and post notes on there (but notes on there aren't always convenient). So I figure I'll use blogger and post stuff on here. We'll see how it goes. It's worth a shot, right? I figure... why not?!?