Showing posts with label Irish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Irish. Show all posts

Friday, September 26, 2014

Week Thirty-Five

This week Kiira and I went to Atlanta for the second annual Maiedae Mixer. A minor crisis happened earlier in the week when the dress I ordered for the mixer turned out to be two sizes too big. Luckily I was able to get it altered by a seamstress that performed no less than a miracle. This year’s Maiedae Mixer theme was “You’re Golden”. Everyone wore something that had gold in it. Thanks to an amazing seamstress my shabby black/gold dress was transformed into something that hugged in all the right places. I had a fantastic night and I couldn’t wait to get home and tell you about it.









The next day we went to my Mom and Greg’s wedding. I am so glad that my mother has found someone that makes her so happy. You and I both love Greg. He’s awesome. I’m so happy they’ve got each other. It was so amazing to get to be there when they got married. It may sound corny but every time we go to a wedding to celebrate someone else’s happiness it reminds me of our own. Every day I get to start my day and end my day with you. Whatever happens in between is always made better by those two moments.








Things to remember from this week: Celebrating other people’s happiness is good for our own.


Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Week Eight

This past week we celebrated St. Patrick’s Day with a party at home with friends. We had a great time playing charades. You were awesome! It really meant a lot to me that you not only participated but gave it 100%. You seriously make me laugh every day. You even tried all of the Irish food despite you not being really big on trying new foods. That made me feel good too. So many little things you do go such a long way. I really hope that we have more get-togethers like that. You and the guys also went on your annual pilgrimage to see Children of Bodom. I’m so glad that you got to go but I missed you like crazy. I miss you so intensely when you’re away. I was so happy when you got back. Things just aren’t as entertaining without you here. We’re eight weeks into our marriage and I’m feeling very hopeful. I’m imagining what our future looks like: what careers we’ll have, where we’ll live, the trips we’ll take, the friends we’ll make. When I used to think about what I wanted in my future husband, I knew that I wanted someone smart, witty, funny, a lover of music (and a bonus if they could sing!), someone who was handsome and a great lover. You are all of those things. I am so thankful for you every day. As lame as it might sound, I swear I wished for you.