the (soon to be (as of january 19th)) husband and i met and sparks flew as we sat in a perfectly lit restaurant at a perfectly sat table, as i noshed on my veggie burger with extra bacon. the middle two facts were made up, but that seems to be how it happens in all the movies, so i thought i'd throw it in there. i really did order a veggie burger with bacon on it, but he swears this was adorable, so i'll just say that it's what "got him".
our first date was on june 28th, and we were engaged on august 5th...well that's when he made good on the claim he liked it enough to put a ring on it, truth is we were talking marriage stuff about two weeks after our first date; but as not to alarm anyone and make them think we were two crazy love struck kids, we decided to wait 5 weeks.
in our first few weeks i was sweet, gentle, and, i tried to be perfect. then, i got tired, and he loved me anyway. i definitely want to be the oh-so-perfect wife; i mean, my pinterest boards are full of yummy treat recipes, gluten free recipes (for him) and home decorating ideas-i've yet to employ a single one. i probably won't ever be able to pin my own original recipes and pictures of perfectly baked and frosted cupcakes, or a giant death star built out of legos for my star wars proficient (soon to be) husband, i probably won't ever pin a secret homemade recipe of lemon juice, vinegar, and magic pixie dust that cleans almost anything, but i will repin all the other perfect wives/mothers'. on this however, i will write most certainly of the ups, romantic perfect days, and honestly of the days where i am a serious fussy pants (which i've realized i am, a lot).
because i know where i am weak, He (and he) is strong. i know where i am imperfect, messy, and flawed, His grace abounds, and that will hold us together. He has brought me him, who lifts me when i am fussy pants or worry pants or stress pants (i have a lot of pants), and He has brought me to him, to teach me all about His love, His patience, and His mercy, for all of us.
these are my confessions; the confessions of an imperfect, messy and flawed wife. :) to protect his identity, he will be referred to simply as "the husband".
our first date was on june 28th, and we were engaged on august 5th...well that's when he made good on the claim he liked it enough to put a ring on it, truth is we were talking marriage stuff about two weeks after our first date; but as not to alarm anyone and make them think we were two crazy love struck kids, we decided to wait 5 weeks.
in our first few weeks i was sweet, gentle, and, i tried to be perfect. then, i got tired, and he loved me anyway. i definitely want to be the oh-so-perfect wife; i mean, my pinterest boards are full of yummy treat recipes, gluten free recipes (for him) and home decorating ideas-i've yet to employ a single one. i probably won't ever be able to pin my own original recipes and pictures of perfectly baked and frosted cupcakes, or a giant death star built out of legos for my star wars proficient (soon to be) husband, i probably won't ever pin a secret homemade recipe of lemon juice, vinegar, and magic pixie dust that cleans almost anything, but i will repin all the other perfect wives/mothers'. on this however, i will write most certainly of the ups, romantic perfect days, and honestly of the days where i am a serious fussy pants (which i've realized i am, a lot).
because i know where i am weak, He (and he) is strong. i know where i am imperfect, messy, and flawed, His grace abounds, and that will hold us together. He has brought me him, who lifts me when i am fussy pants or worry pants or stress pants (i have a lot of pants), and He has brought me to him, to teach me all about His love, His patience, and His mercy, for all of us.
these are my confessions; the confessions of an imperfect, messy and flawed wife. :) to protect his identity, he will be referred to simply as "the husband".
