Worst Part of Getting Married...

Writing thank you notes. >:P What a pain! Literally. My hand is killing me and I had the worst neck and back ache last night from hunching over all the letters and addresses and lists. Woof! From now on, whenever I go to a wedding or bridal shower, I'm letting the bride know that she doesn't have to -- and in fact, is not allowed to -- write me any thank you notes.

Ok, I'm done ranting.

Best Part of Getting Married:

Going through the temple and recieving your endowment
Being sealed for time and all eternity to your best friend
Partying it up at the reception
Opening presents

Best Part of Being Married:

Hanging out with your best friend everyday
Sleeping next to your best friend every night
Waking up with your best friend every morning
Making sweet, sweet sandwiches
Having someone to cook for
Having someone to serve and get outside of yourself for
Having a constant support
Having someone to hope and dream with
Knowing there's no end to your relationship... no fear of a breakup
No more awkward first dates
Never feeling alone or unwanted
Knowing I'll never have to live with crazy roommates again
Getting kissed every day (and he is an amazing kisser)
Coming home to a clean kitchen (he's so good to me)
Everything!
I love being married!!!!!

A Whole Month!

Robby and I have been married a whole month now! How crazy is that?!? I love him so much. He's so wonderful to me -- even when I really don't derserve it. Like last night: We were laying in bed last night and I wasn't really tired so I was just talking to Robby as he was falling asleep. One minute everything was fine and we were haveing fun and the next I could feel myself getting sad and frustrated and angry. And out of nowhere I just started bawling. I had no reason -- absolutely no reason -- to have been acting this way and I felt ridiculous which only made me cry harder. Robby was so sweet and patient with me and I just felt like a jerk but I couldn't help it. No matter what I did, I couldn't stop crying. It took me an hour before I could control myself again. I just kept thinking: "What's wrong with me? This isn't normal! How can Robby love me when I'm such an idiot?" And this is like the 3rd time this has happened since we got married. What IS wrong with me? And yet he just held me until I could pull it together. I love him so much. I hope someday I can pull myself together. This is just a stab in the dark, but I'm betting it's the birth control. :(

Bridal Shower

My friend Alicia threw me the most beautiful Bridal Shower possible! To see the details, please go here. Seriously, could anyone ask for a better friend?!?