raise your glass

I know now that I'm married I'm not supposed to celebrate my monthly dating anniversary's anymore. So I'm not, but I am gonna blog about it. 3 years. Today. No big. This Saturday will be 6 years since our very first date. Nothing says celebrating like moving the same day 6 years later. If you would have told me 6 years ago when I was 15 that I would marry the first high school boyfriend I ever had I would say "chheya right". I remember the early days of Matt and I.... going to the movies, chilling at Kmart when matt was supposed to be working, and who can forget... the Sadie Hawkins dance
sorry about the poor pic quality... it was 6 years ago peeps ancient times. We were babies, and we were awesome. I remember trashing Matt's room asking him to this dance. His dad got sooooo mad at me. (big surprise) When my parents found out I was dating a boy 3 years older then me they went to Matt's work at the big K and stalked him. Literally. I remember being so mad at them for being so embarrassing. Matt thought it was awesome. te he he. I'm so grateful my family is so respectable to Matt and I and so supportive of our lives. We are, after all one big family now. I love my husband so so much. 3 years have flown by. I'm so happy to call him mine.

I love you so much baby.