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I married my amazing husband in 2010, and have loved him more with every passing moment since! This post was written in 2011.
So I’ve been married a year and 2 days now. 367.25 days ago (ish…was this a leap year?) the most wonderful man in the history of this planet waited willingly (so far as I know) at the end of the aisle and happily said “I will.”
At that moment, I couldn’t help myself. I immediately leaned in towards this wonderful, perfect man…
…and publicly corrected him on his repetition of the pastor’s words.
And so his life with me began.
Pastor Janet: “Repeat: I will; by the grace of God.”
Cave Husband: “I will.”
Me: (Prompting) “…by the grace of God.”
Pastor Janet: (chuckling) “Really? She’s correcting you already?”
Yup, I did that. Let this be my formal, public apology.
In all fairness, CH had a groomsman who put some serious moves on Pastor Janet after the ceremony – after taking a quick PBR-induced catnap under the library table. I may or may not have earned that moment. (Actually, said groomsman was an integral part of what appears in the history books under “B” as “Best Wedding Ever.” No love lost.)
Truly, I am blessed beyond comprehension. That moment was one of the most unique, sweet, hilarious moments we’ve had together – because he’s not only my best friend, but a great sport who actually finds my ridiculous behavior and semi-frequent lapses in judgment adorable. I never believed I deserved someone so wonderful; but it turns out – I do. All of us do.
I truly believe that, like the things we eat and the clothes we wear, we choose the qualities we invite into our lives. We choose the good that we allow ourselves, whether that’s in the company we keep or the nutrients we consume. If something’s not lining up the way we wish it would, it’s likely because our choices don’t reflect our desires. I speak from experience. In marrying my husband, I chose integrity, honesty, fun, laughter, motivation, and love; and I chose to deserve those blessings with every step we take together.
I get to make this man happy (and mildly exasperated) for the rest of our lives, and that exercise makes me a better person moment by moment. And while hugs and high-fives are always the best reward for that lifetime commitment, sparkly things don’t hurt. Especially SURPRISE sparkly things.
We had an amazing anniversary dinner at the Meat Lover’s Mothership – Fogo de Chao. I wore heels for the first time in a year. We splurged on valet parking and spoke in refined British Accents, introducing ourselves as William and Kate. (Okay, that part didn’t happen). We were treated with a delicious, sugar-filled-but-grain-free Crème brûlée. (Because sometimes we eat that sh*t.)
Happy public apology/one year anniversary, Cave Husband!
If you stuck with me through this long, post-free week/end, I’ve got a reward for you coming tomorrow. I made grain-free Jambalaya, and it was excellent. My love affair with Cauliflower continues. Recipe upcoming. Hugs!