Seven Months

7 months. That’s how long Stephen and I have been married as of today. All I can say is “wow” – time really does fly.

In 7 months we’ve learned that:

-Crap will happen at work/with friends/with family/with cars/with garbage disposals. It’s best not to take out frustrations on each other.

-Instead, just make out. That solves a whole lot more than you’d think ; )

-Crockpots really are the best invention for working couples. EVER.

-Budgets are handy. Sticking to them…even handier.

-Buying more than ice cream and Doritos at the grocery store is necessary, especially when you plan to cook actual, grown-up meals.

-But having the occasional bowl of Lucky Charms for dinner, especially after a stressful day of work, is A- Okay.

-We definitely might not ever want kids. Especially after witnessing one too many screaming toddlers at Abuelo’s on Date Night.

-Sometimes it really is best just to call a professional.

-Saying sorry is essential for peaceful co-habitation.

-It really is possible to be more attracted to your spouse each day. Really.


-Underneath the bed is a great place to store random junk that a couple accumulates as you blend two households worth of stuff.


-A dance-off in the living room with your spouse is a perfect bonding experience.

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It’s hard for me to put into words exactly how much I enjoy our little life together. Every day, every week is a new adventure. From eating ice cream sundaes on the couch at midnight to naming our imaginary Guido children (Guiseppe Genovese Roman Angelo Sisti), I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every minute.

Here’s to loving each other with reckless abandon for months, years and decades to come.

Amen.

Be blessed, lovelies-