Ode to my husband of almost three years

Not having to drive in the snow is my love language. This is how Tyson, award winning husband and aviation student, solidified his status as my favorite person. I wrote this as our little Corolla dashed through the snow on our way back to Logan yesterday:

If there was such a thing as a marriage report card, Tyson’s would say that he’s a team player. He’s simultaneously my coach, quarterback, and number one fan. He’s also the person in charge of handing out orange slices and water at the end of the game.
During our long friendship turned courtship turned marriage, he has impressed me with his kindness and patience.
He opens every door, carries the heavy grocery bags, and always pumps the gas.
He’s a quick forgiver, and doesn’t know how to hold a grudge.
He loves animals, and can often be found petting a dog. His spirit animal is a really loyal and beautiful golden retriever. His patronus would probably be the narwhal from Elf.
He can spot a baby from miles away, and likes making faces at them until they laugh. Not even the grumpiest baby can resist him.
He’s funny, witty, and contagiously brave.
I tell him I love him a million times a day, but love feels like such a small word when I really mean, “Thank you for making the future seem like the most exciting adventure. I’m so glad we’re a team.”



How I know I’m getting older

– Sometimes I sneeze and my back hurts.
– My 10 year high school reunion is in 3 years.
– I’ve now been married for longer than I dated my husband.
– I don’t know how to use the word “bae.”
– I think Taylor swift needs longer tops.
– I ate a baked potato for lunch today.
– I have a board on Pinterest just for gift wrapping.
– I’m banned from Web MD.
– I don’t get offended when someone calls me, “Ma’am.” Instead I think, “What a nice young man (or lady)!”
– This Christmas, I’m more excited about what I’m giving than what I’m receiving.


– Tyson burned a hole in one of our dish towels because he waved it too close to a candle. Is that why we’re not allowed to have candles in Aggie Village?
– Holiday homesickness is real, and being so far away from family doesn’t get any easier.
– Our first Black Friday at the outlets was disappointing. We were there for two and a half hours, and walked out grumpy and empty-handed.

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– We fell in love with a puppy on adoption day (rescue day?) at Pet Smart, and had to leave him behind because both dogs and candles are illegal in Aggie Village. Real tears were shed.



– Spanish session at the Logan temple with friends.
– Reading Jim Gaffigan’s Dad Is Fat to each other. Tyson’s way better at doing Jim Gaffigan’s voice than I am.
– Watching A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving together. I love our little holiday traditions.
– We decorated our apartment for Christmas. Christmas lights make everything look more festive.
– Listening to Tyson play Christmas songs. New holiday tradition? Check!

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Hey November, that was fast.

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