Today Was A Very Good Day

This morning, I stole Will's place in front of the laptop when he got up for a drink of water. He returned (as people most often do when getting up for a drink of water) and, seeing me checking my email, protested.

W: "Hey! I was working there."

C: "Oh hang on, this will only take a minute. Plus, I'm leaving for work in five."

W: "Seriously, I need to be working on that."

C: "...hold on..."

W: "I was working on my thesis..."

Thesis? Thesis? THESIS? As in DISSERTATION THESIS???? AS IN WILL STARTED WRITING HIS DISSERTATION, AKA OUR TICKET TO LIFE OUTSIDE OF GRAD SCHOOL????

Yes. Yes indeed. And that is why today is a very good day.

Now I must give the mathematical genius his computer again. Don't want to break the flow.

26-Years-Wise

On this, the morning after Will's 26th birthday, I woke up to my older man coming into our bedroom.

He slipped under the covers and kissed my cheek.

He then pulled out the Kindle and read me two chapters of Les Mis. Afterward he went into the kitchen and made me a smoothie to drink in bed.

When I asked him where this great Saturday morning awakening came from he replied:

"From the Wisdom of the Age."

He gets even sweeter as he gets older? I'm one lucky girl.

The Birthday Boy with his birthday cake--my first Tres Leches attempt. Yes, I did have to taste it to make sure it was edible before I handed it to him. Hence the missing corner.




He so loved my birthday present that he brought it to bed. Boys and their toys.

We Left in Fall...

And returned to Winter. We had only been gone five nights and England decided it was time for the ol' season switcheroo. It's a good thing I came back from America with THESE:

"I'm in love, I'm in love and I don't care who knows!" ~Buddy the Elf

My feet have never been happier! So happy, in fact, that I may or may not have sung a song about these new beauties as I was zipping them up this morning. It went a little like this:

Boots

By Caitlin Brian

Sung to the tune of "Duke Of Earl"

Boots, boots, boots,

Boots of mine, mine, mine,

Boots of mine, mine, mine,

Boots of mine.

Yes I know. I have the gift of song.

But America was far more than an awesome early Christmas present (thanks, parents!). This America trip happened because of these two crazy kids:

Mr. and Mrs. Steven Folz! (courtesy of Abigail Carpenter Photography).

Erin and Steven were the first couple friends we made as newlyweds. Everything in life was new then--new city (for me), new church, new job, new lifestyle--and Erin and Steven's friendship was such a blessing in all of the new-ness. We packed in so many adventures, game nights, movies, deep conversations, and great food in that year that whenever I look back on our time in NOLA I will always think of them. It was an honor to be in their wedding--we were beyond thrilled! Actually, we were beyond emotional. I usually don't consider myself to be a wedding cry baby but, man! My defenses were useless against those two! At least I was in good company... right, Willis? :)

A great wedding combined with great family time made for one fast paced but incredibly wonderful few days back in the States. Oh, and did I mention that we got to watch LSU beat Alabama while surrounded by LSU fans/Alabama haters?? God is so good. Great trip, y'all. Great trip.