6 Years

Yep, today is our anniversary.

6 years together… gosh, I’ve known him over 7 though
2 years of marriage
1 beautiful baby girl

Exciting! I got a card last week for him. It’s so hard figuring out which date to celebrate? I don’t LIKE our marriage date for some reason. I forget about it sometimes and then I feel bad because I like THIS date more… it shows our relationship, not the piece of paper that made it final. I guess I have a funny view about marriage though. The marriage anniversary really isn’t about a PAPER, I suppose. But some people out there know what I mean, right? It’s 11pm, I don’t feel like explaining.

Anyway, I remembered YESTERDAY and thought about it. I thought about the fact that I got that card… and I put it next to my computer… and thought about filling it out when I was writing his birthday card… but I didn’t. So this morning I woke up… at 7am. He slept in until 10:30 at which point I was up, Sam was up, Sam went down for a nap, Sam got up from a nap… I was ready to start doing something more because there is ONLY so much TIME Sam can spend in our living room play area. *grin* Anyway, I walked out the door and realized, OOPS, I forgot to say Happy Anniversary!

So I texted him. 🙂 I love cell phones. And then I forgot.

And then I remembered that it was also my brother’s birthday. He’s 17 now!!!!! Crazy old. He’s so cute, I love the kid. I still get to call him kid. And Scottie. Even though his name is Scott. I remind him how we used to sing Scottie the enchiladii… Yea, so that doesn’t make sense. We sent him a gift that is coming on Monday… and Tuesday cause Amazon is funky. Hope he enjoys it.

So, I get home. Then J gets home later. And I still forgot to write that darn card. It was a cute one. I forgot about saying Happy Anniversary though because.. well, I’m forgetful. So sue me. (Um, please don’t – I was kidding) But we are getting ready to go out for dinner and he does his usual ridiculous game….
“Sweetie, can you get me an advil or motrin from the kitchen?”
“Oh no, you have a bad headache?” (He NEVER takes that stuff unless it’s bad)
“Yea, thanks”
I go in, hunt it down. Usually its in my purse, so I don’t know why I went to the kitchen anyway. I think I knew I had 2 pills left, or none so I was thinking there might be something in the kitchen.
“There is only advil, is that ok?”
“Oh, no, I don’t want one now”
“Why don’t you want one? Do you want something else? How are you feeling”
“Oh, just nevermind”
“Okkkkk…”

Ohhhhhhh

There is a red rose and a card sitting on the counter. 🙂

He did this one year on Valentine’s Day with a necklace that was draped over the knifes. (Yea, that sounds weird doesnt it?) It took me three times to go into the kitchen for a paper town, a fork, and then finally he asked for a knife cause apparently I am blind. He does this trick a lot actually.

I have such a sweet husband. It’s really sad that I am completely dense sometimes. (No, not all of the time!)

Wasn’t that sweet? Yes, it was. I should write that card. I should FIND the card. I am a bad wife. I think i will do it tomorrow though because it’s late and I need BED!

What a random post I just made! More randomness? Check out the Rock n Roll baby at the Family B. Want to rock out to your favorite bands with the lullabies instead? Pretty cute!

Ok, I have more… and I have cute pictures…and apparently my link to Sam’s pictures below doesn’t work… but I don’t care. 🙂 Maybe tomorrow.

xoxo