Three Years as a Mrs!

Three years ago I woke up to a cold August morning on my friends living room couch. That day was going to be the day that I walked down the aisle and went from Ms to Mrs. The day that it was legit. The day I would finally get to eat the yummy cookies and dance all night long.

I'll be honest, planning the actual wedding was so not my style. I turned most of it over to my mom. All I wanted to do was pick a dress, bridesmaid dresses, and party. Mature I know. But I never spent my childhood dreaming of the day I got married. More like I spent my childhood dreaming of traveling and living alone in a big city. So why the heck did I get married when I was 23 and stay around here? Good question. Still trying to figure that one out. Funny how life changes and you end up no where near where you thought/wanted to be. But I'm here all the same.

my dad and me

and we are married...

gatoring.. ;)

"I never had no one that I could count on, I'd been let down so many times.. I was tired of hurtin' so tired of searchin' til you walked into my life. It was a feelin' I'd never known and for the first time I didn't feel alone.." - Tim McGraw My Best-Friend