Friday, November 27, 2015


Cameron William Strawberry was born on November 16, 2015 weighing 7 lbs 14 oz and 19.75 inches height.

Cameron's due date was today, and since it's the day after Thanksgiving, I figured I would write a gratitude post.

First and foremost, I am so thankful to God for everything this year. Looking down at a positive pregnancy test on March 22nd was the most surreal moment of my entire life. Just a few weeks before, I had come to terms with the fact that Brian didn't ever want to have kids, and then God threw me this curveball. As I sat on our bedroom floor crying that day, I was literally shaking in fear that my marriage was ruined. I am so thankful to God for providing me and Brian with "a peace that surpasses all understanding." (Phillipians 4:7)

I am more grateful than ever for Brian. This has not been an easy year for him. In typical Brian fashion, he never treated me any different when I was pregnant. I got no sympathy and no pampering.  When I asked him if he thought we needed to take a birthing class, his response was "'ll figure it out." :-) Brian ended up being the best birth coach in the world! I had an extremely fast labor and delivery, so he was recruited to help a little more than I expected. As per usual, he stayed so calm and acted like nothing was a big deal. When I realized how fast things were progressing and I was starting to panic, Brian was as cool as a cucumber.

I am thankful to Cameron for being the best baby ever! I'm not a "baby person" and have zero experience with newborns, but he has been so happy and easy-going. I'm going to make a ton of mistakes, such as preparing him for a blizzard when it's 60 degrees outside, but so far he seems very forgiving.

I am very thankful for my mom! She took two weeks off work and spent most of that time at our house helping me during the day. I've been incredibly appreciative. Each day that passes, I feel a little more comfortable and think I'm starting to get the hang of things. I will miss having her company when she goes back to work next week.

I am thankful for my dogs because they're awesome.

Lastly, I am so thankful for the nurses at Duke Regional and my doctors at Durham OB-GYN. I feel forever indebted to them. They showed me the ropes, helped me learn how to care for a baby, kept me company in the wee hours of the morning when I was alone with Cameron, and provided the best care ever.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Three Years in Our Home!

Today marks three years since we've owned our house! I remember November 14, 2012 so vividly as we sat in the attorney's office and signed our life away on all those papers. It was so exciting and yet a little frightening to have 30 years of house payments in our future. :-)

After we had moved into our new house that November weekend, I went back to Brian's condo for one more car load of stuff and to vacuum the floors. Standing in the empty condo by myself is a moment I will never forget. Four years of memories hit me all at once and I remember wiping tears away as I stood there in the glow of the fish tank. 

Even though we still own the condo, I have not stepped foot in it since that day. It makes me happy to know that our renters are creating their own memories there now. They've strung lights up on the little patio, complete with hummingbird feeders and plants, so I know they're caring for it the same way I did.

Brian and I are living quite comfortably now in our "dream house."

As grateful as I am for all of this, I'm even more grateful for humble beginnings.

If I could go back, I wish I would have complained a little less about that tiny, cramped kitchen and been more appreciative of everything we had. The Lord has truly blessed me and Brian over the years with so much happiness and love, regardless of where we've called home.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Three years ago today, I eloped with the gorgeous man on the right.

Happy anniversary to the person who knows me better than anyone else...and married me anyways.

Monday, November 2, 2015

Our Porch Makeover and the Story of the Green, Leafy Plants

We started moving some of our outdoor plants inside last week since the temperature was dropping into the low 40's at night. Even indoors, it will be a miracle if these plants survive through the winter.

I'm their caretaker.
I'm terrible at it.
Plants hate me.

With those plants inside, I now needed new plants for the front porch. My first thought was mums, but mums need a lot of sunlight and they never survive very long at our house. I decided it would be best to shop around and find something more suitable for our wooded environment.

With the afternoon free last Saturday, Brian, his sister, and I went to Lowe's with the goal of buying a plant for the porch for this winter. Apparently I'm also terrible at buying plants, because I just walked around aimlessly, up and down each row of flowers, angrily reading the labels..."Requires Full Sun!"

Out of necessity, I recruited the nearest Lowe's man and I just kept repeating to him that we needed "Full Shade!"

I mentioned nothing about the fact that these plants would be outside in the winter, and apparently the Lowe's man was not much of a mind reader.

He directed me inside to some green, leafy plants that he claimed were shade-friendly and low-maintenance. I cannot for the life of me remember what they're called, so from here on out I'll refer to them as "green, leafy plants."

When we got home, Brian carried in the green, leafy plants and casually read the instructions on the little thingamajig.

As my luck would have it, the green, leafy plants require temperatures above 45 degrees.

Um, what the heck Lowe's man? Why would you send me home with these?

So Brian - the problem solver - was like "Just do this....put this fake plant outside and we'll just keep the green, leafy plants inside."

(Brian knew a return trip to Lowe's was in his future unless he was quick on his feet).

But hey, whatever works. Fake plants are fine by me.

This ivy will no doubt survive the colder temps and lack of sunlight.

Remember the BEFORE picture of our porch furniture last month?

When I got home from Colorado a couple weeks ago, Brian surprised me with the purchase of a new custom bench!

With a fake plant, a new bench, and a new doormat, our porch makeover is now complete.

Simple, yet perfect.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

When My Husband Decorated the Nursery....

If you've been reading my blog, you know that I haven't done much of anything to prepare for our son's arrival next month. I had two baby showers last week, so I finally had a lot more stuff to work with and figured it was time to start setting up the bedroom this past weekend.

Originally, I didn't have a nursery theme, but once people started asking me a few months ago, I casually mentioned that I'd like the room to have a rustic, outdoorsy-feel. Since our house has wooded views in every room, I always try to bring the outside in, and make our house feel cozy and cabin-like.

I bought a brown fur rug and a deer antler mount for the wall. Beyond that, I was just going to keep it simple.

A few people had given me really cute items, such as this crib mobile, that fit perfectly with my "woodsy" vision:

On Sunday, I gave Brian the task of assembling the crib and hanging up the deer antler mount. There was already a chair, dresser, and futon in the room, so I mentioned he may need to figure out the furniture arrangement.

Somehow this translated into Brian figuring out how he could utilize everything we had in storage and incorporate it into the baby's nursery.

I tried to stay out of his way while he assembled the crib, but at one point he needed my help with something, so I entered the room. After I had helped him, I started looking around the room to survey all he had done. Just as I was about to offer some advice (and remind him of my rustic, woodlands vision), he quickly announced "I don't need you for anything else, so you can leave now."

So I left the room to let him finish his task.

I should have known at this point that my woodlands theme was at risk of being ignored. I'm pretty sure when I told him my vision a few weeks ago, this was the reaction I got: 

When Brian came out of the room later, the first thing he said was "I can't believe I fit all that furniture in there."

(Bad sign #1, since the bedroom is  only 12 x 11).

In total, Brian managed to fit a futon, a dresser, a crib, a sitting chair, and three nightstands. He also went through our closets and found some other things to add to the nursery.

And my personal favorite....

I think it's safe to say that the nursery no longer has a theme.

It has deer antlers, a map, some fish, and a cookie jar.

But you know what?

It's the thought that counts. And I learned early on that you have to pick your battles.

So here's our completed nursery.....

And our two dogs trying to steal a stuffed animal.

Friday, October 23, 2015

Life Lately

This month has been crazy busy. I have tons of blog posts to write next week to catch you up on everything - my trip to Colorado, our Halloween decor, baking, baby showers, etc.

Right now, I just want to vent about how I FAILED MISERABLY and somehow didn't realize until last night at 7 PM that the Pioneer Woman was only five miles away from me at that very moment.

Meeting the Pioneer Woman was #98 on my bucket list of 100 things to do in 1001 days.

By the time I found out she was in Raleigh for a book signing, it was already sold out.

Darn it.

Despite my disappointment, we did have a nice evening because our friend Brandon came over for dinner and a movie. I made fried chicken and waffles.

With Brandon over at our house, I couldn't act too upset. Had he not been there, I may or may not have shed actual tears. Hard to say. :-)

Does anyone else think October is going by way too fast?

Before dinner last night, Brian mentioned it was our normal night to go to the NC State Fair, since we usually go on the Thursday night when they have a canned goods food-drive. I acknowledged that I was aware of this, and told Brian we would just go next Thursday.

Brian told me this was the last weekend of the fair.
I then argued with him for two minutes about how it was not the last weekend of the fair and that we could definitely go next Thursday.

Well, I was wrong. Brian was right.

This is the last weekend of the fair.

For the past 6 years, Brian and I have had the tradition of going to the fair on a weeknight. It's not as crowded as the weekends, we know where to park, and we always have a pleasant time.

This year would have been our 7th Annual NC State Fair date, and it's looking pretty bleak that we will be able to attend.

The first two weeks of October were nothing but rain.
This past week has involved a stomach bug, a missed opportunity to meet my idol, and no State Fair.

Here's something that makes me happy about this month:
My dogs, a good book, and knowing that we're only a month away from meeting our son!

Unfortunately we all three didn't fit in the frame, so I sacrificed the top of my head for Otis.

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Fall Bucket List / October Goals

Our house in autumn on the day we moved in (November 2012).

I was so excited for fall to get here, but the rain has derailed my plans for two weekends in a row. So much for my trip to the apple orchard! I'll be in Colorado this coming week, so unfortunately I'll miss the last weekend of apple picking. 

My Fall Bucket List (made pre-rain)
Visit Saxapahaw Rivermill Village (rained out)
Go apple picking (rained out)
Go to a fashion show (Originally I had a Duke employee shopping event, makeovers, and fashion show scheduled for this evening, but it's now cancelled due to rain.)
Find a church to attend in Raleigh (Well, not likely. I will be out of town two out of three weekends.)
Upgrade the front porch
Go to the NC State Fair and get my annual hot apple cider and kettle corn!
Go see a few houses entered in the Wake County Parade of Homes

Well, looks like I won't be knocking many of these out this month. 

Luckily, it will still be a fun month because I have a lot to look forward to! Trips, baby showers, baking, and a lot of other fun things are in store for the next few weeks. :-)

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Bulldog Expertise & Baby Preparation

You can read my other pregnancy-related posts here....if you're in to that sort of thing:
Our New Life
It's a Boy!

In early 2012, when Brian and I decided to get an English Bulldog, we were prepared.

Brian researched the raw meat diet.
We watched every episode of The Dog Whisperer.
Brian downloaded the "Mastering Your Leadership Skills" training video.
I read all three books that Cesar Millan wrote.
We were experts on "calm, assertive energy" and "no touch, no talk, no eye contact" and "exercise, discipline, and then affection." (Cesar-isms for those that don't know).

I'm pretty sure we have 5,000+ pictures of Otis as a puppy and I even ordered prints.

Pippa, on the other hand.....

Few pictures taken, no prepping done, no raw meat diet given, no Dog Whisperer episodes re-watched.

The good news is she's been extremely healthy so far, she's very well-balanced,  and she has surprisingly less quirks than Otis.

When it comes to having a baby, we've taken the Pippa-approach.

Zero prep.
Zero planning.
Hoping for the best.

I think Brian and I were so caught off guard by this pregnancy in the beginning that the first couple months were just spent coping. The next few months were easier. I was barely showing, feeling the same, and life just went on like normal.

I thought I would feel the need to prepare more these last 8 weeks, but....nope.

I still haven't done anything.

Here's my list of things to do:
Set up crib and car seat - can wait until November
Pack hospital bag - can wait until I'm in labor
Decide baby's name - can wait until baby is born

While I'm certain our child will be the pride and joy of our lives, I really don't want to become immersed in all things baby-related. At least not right now. Not when I have 8 more weeks to procrastinate.

Plus, we're already experts on bulldog rearing, and it's more or less the same thing....

....minus the raw meat diet.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Cake Batter Cookies & Pumpkin Spice Cookies

I've been on a  cookie making kick lately. I don't think my co-workers are complaining...they've been reaping the benefits!

When I was house-sitting for my parents earlier in September, I rummaged through their pantry to see what I could bake. I was pretty limited, but they did have a box of cake mix, chocolate chips, and peanut butter chips.

My roommate in college used to always make cookies from a box of cake mix, so I Googled the recipe and they turned out really good!

Cake Batter Cookies
1 Box Cake Mix (any flavor)
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 eggs
2 cups chocolate chips (I used 1 cup chocolate chips and 1 cup peanut butter chips)

Mix all ingredients. Using a tablespoon, drop cookie dough onto an ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 350 for 7-8 minutes. I prefer mine a little undercooked, because they get firmer once they cool.

I was on the search for Nestle Pumpkin Spice baking chips this season, but couldn't find any at Target or Kroger. Not many stores carry this limited-edition flavor, so I broke down and ordered them on Amazon. They were twice as expensive as a normal bag of chocolate chips ($9/bag on Amazon), but I desperately wanted to try them, so I splurged.

I used the cookie recipe on the back of the bag, and I think they turned out great.

They really taste like a cookie version of pumpkin pie!

The pumpkin spice chips would also be good in the cake batter cookie recipe. I think I'll experiment with that next!

Monday, September 21, 2015

Fifty Shades of Brown

I really like the color brown, especially when it comes to decorating our house.

I bought a new rug for our kid's room, and Brian noted that it looks exactly like the brown fur blanket on our bed.

Um....yeah. I stick with what I like.

Brown everything.

Our back bedroom has been mostly storage since we moved in this house three years ago, but we tackled it this weekend and cleaned it up a bit. It was my Sunday project.

Here's what we started with:
(Not pictured: a very messy closet)

Those boxes in the floor are car parts for Brian's Mustang that he bought but never used.

When I asked him if he was going to use the parts or sell them, he said if he sold the parts he might as well just sell the whole car and buy a Porsche.

Luckily we had two additional volunteers that wanted to help us clean the bedroom:

Their main jobs were to smell, taste, and destroy, as needed.

So basically they were not needed. ;-)

We cleared out the room except for the big pieces of furniture. We still need to assemble the crib, but other than that, I'm not really doing much for that room. There's a chair, there's a dresser, there's a rug, and there will soon be a crib.

This is not going to be some Pinterest-worthy nursery, but I don't think our son is going to care.

He's going to have two awesome, toy-stealing dogs instead.

All you need in life is love and bulldogs.

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Life Lately

I went to Morganton, NC last weekend to visit my BFF, Erin.

Morganton is a charming, little mountain town and I just loved it! The weather was a bit cooler and it was really great being in the mountains this time of year.

They had a festival downtown with lots of food, craft vendors, artists, and furniture makers. We ended the night with a great country concert.

The only downside to going out of town for the weekend was that I drove back on Sunday and immediately had to go to Durham. I'm house-sitting for my parents all week and keeping four dogs - my parents' dog, my sister's dog, and my two crazy dogs.

It's been a pretty long stretch away from my other half....

Distance makes the heart grow fonder. :)

I'm still pregnant. Not much to report on that front. 

Finally started documenting with bathroom selfies. Only 2 months to go!

That pretty much sums it up. Just hanging out this week with a bunch of dogs.

Four dogs for seven consecutive days.

When I was in Morganton last weekend, Brian stayed home with our bulldogs. One in particular really tested his patience while I was gone....

So I think Brian is enjoying his quiet week without me, Otis, and Pippa. ;-)

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

The Food Truck Rodeo...from Hell.

Brian and I (and Otis and Pippa) went to our first (and last) food truck rodeo on Sunday.

I didn't take any pictures at the event, but here's one I found on Google that pretty much sums it up:

Warning signs that should have told me it was a bad idea from the very beginning:
- The rodeo was in Durham, a 30 minute drive from our house
- Brian was already hungry and slightly irritable before we left home

After meeting up with some friends, we drove to Durham's Central Park and found a parking spot about a half mile from the rodeo.

As we're walking to the food truck area, both dogs pooped on the sidewalk, thus forcing me to use the only two poop bags I brought along in the first 5 minutes. (There's so much social pressure these days to pick up dog poop. Lord help me had they needed to poop again that afternoon because I would have been bagless.)

Once we finally made it to Central Park and were in the throes of the rodeo (see picture above for reference), there was no turning back.

It was absolute hell.

Every man, woman, and child wanted to stop and meet the bulldogs, which was to be expected; however, it's always a bit overwhelming when 100+ strangers surround you and your dogs.

People were trying to take pictures with the dogs, as if our dogs were going to sit still for longer than one second. Some brilliant folks were leaning down to pet the dogs while holding food and drinks in their hands, and Otis literally started drinking the soda out of one man's cup.  A few people brought their children to meet the dogs and would ask - as the kids are already petting the dogs - "Are your dogs good with kids?" (Um, those waters have not been tested, but we'll find out soon enough.)

Brian waited 30 minutes in line for a sub-par burger, while I held the dogs over in the eating area, praying they wouldn't poop again and mingling with a hundred bulldog-loving strangers.

I'll stop here and interject that the dogs were well-behaved, minus the soda drinking, so I was very pleased. That's the only positive memory I have to share with you.

Once Brian finally got his burger, I had lost my appetite and didn't even want any food. The dogs and I just needed water....desperately.

Brian paid $4 for two bottles of water, which I selflessly gave to the dogs because they were dying of thirst. I started to feel faint at this point, so I handed off the dogs to Brian and went to go buy another bottle of water.


1. Not a single food truck had a line less than thirty people deep.
2. It was eighty-five degrees outside and the food truck generators were pumping out even more heat into the mob of people.
3. I was about five minutes away from passing out due to dehydration.

I made my way back out of the crowd, found Brian, and told him we had to go somewhere else for water. I was dying at this point! The dogs were also fading quickly in the heat.

It was at this time that I began having a panic attack because...OTIS ALMOST DIED.

Otis has an elongated palate blocking his throat, so he has difficulty breathing on a good day. The combination of excitement and overheating caused his throat to swell and he started making the characteristic "roaring" noise that is common when a bulldog is in distress and cannot breathe. It's terrifying.

Overheating in bulldogs is potentially fatal and I was amazed at how quickly it came on. Otis was fine one second and then unable to breathe the next.

Here's a video highlighting the dangers of heat stroke in a bulldog:

So yeah, the rodeo sucked.
Otis almost died.
And I never even got food from a food truck.

I can now mark "attend a food truck rodeo" off my list of 101 things to do and add it to my list of things I'll never do again.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

September Goals

This month is the calm before the storm that is October.

I think I will be able to relax and enjoy September, while continuing to put off doing anything baby-related since it's still several weeks until crunch time.

(Brian and I have not done anything to prepare for this baby, which I'll probably write about in a separate blog post.)

Goal #1: Write blog post about being the most unprepared mother in the world.

In all seriousness though, I need to develop a plan....for my blog. A schedule, perhaps. I need to be more intentional with my content, how often I post, etc. (Goal #2)

Goal #3: Continue working out at the gym 3-4 times/week. Back in July, I was thisclose to freezing my gym membership until after I had a baby, but then I realized I needed to stay in good shape. My internal organs are currently being squashed, especially my lungs, and I have a trip to Colorado coming up in a few weeks. I usually wouldn't be worried about the high elevation, but I can barely breathe down here at sea level, so I'm going to need all the oxygen I can get.

Goal #4: Read many books. This one should be fairly easy because I am house-sitting for my parents for several days this month. I'll have a lot of down time in the evenings to sit outside and read. Tonight I will finally finish reading Stephen King's "The Shining." I'm excited to pick out new books for this month.

I decided to put off our porch makeover this month and save that task for October. October is great for mums, and burlap, and pumpkins, and festiveness. I think I'll appreciate a porch makeover more in October. So it shall wait. Our porch will look crappy for another four weeks and that will be that.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Life Lately

I'm ready for Fall.

I've always been addicted to summertime, with it's ninety degree temps and ample sunshine, but Fall is slowly becoming my favorite season.

My house is my happy place, and our house is much more suited for the Fall and Winter seasons, with it's naturally dark lighting and woodsy feel.  Now that it's getting darker a bit earlier in the evenings, the house has been really cozy with a candle burning, the lights dimmed, and the bulldogs snoozing on the couch.  :)

My next house project will be tackling the front porch.

We currently have broken furniture sitting by our front door.
It's an embarrassing first impression!

I keep telling myself I'm going to spend some money on sprucing up the porch from my personal spending account (Brian could care less about the porch), but I have a tendency to spend all of my personal money each month as soon as it goes into my account. So by this point in mid-August, I need to wait until my account replenishes at the beginning of September. Maybe on September 1st, I will buy new porch furniture....and then on September 2nd, I'll be low on funds once again! :-)

I've been giving a co-worker a ride to work this week and he just bought a new house in our area. He was talking about buying a new master bedroom furniture set in white, and I strongly advised him not to go with the upholstered headboard. 

For starters....they are overpriced if you buy them from a store like Pottery Barn.

I was lucky and found our upholstered headboard at the flea market for $100, but in hindsight, I would not go the upholstered route.

Within a year, it was dirty and they are impossible to clean!!!

Any creative suggestions on how to clean this? I've Googled everything and can't find a solution. Luckily it's not too noticeable, but it's still annoying.

My advice: Don't get one! 

Well, it's been a busy week, but I'm excited to relax tonight. I've been reading "The Shining" by Stephen King, and I'm hooked. Nothing on the agenda tonight except cooking dinner and relaxing on the couch with my book.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Freddy's Steakburgers

I first heard about Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers from a Pioneer Woman blog post.

I made the Pioneer Woman's "Freddy's Burger" recipe on our stovetop griddle a few weeks ago.

Basically, you just press the hamburger patties very thin and melt American cheese between the two patties. It's also crucial to use cheap hamburger buns that are slightly toasted with lots of butter. Sounds healthy, right?

The concept is basically the same as Steak & Shake.

I had never heard of Freddy's before reading her blog, so I assumed it was an Oklahoma thing, or maybe just a chain that's specific to the Southwest.

I was so excited when I drove by a brand new Freddy's restaurant in Durham, NC!

I had to return some clothing I ordered from Old Navy today on my lunch break, so I was driving right past Freddy's. I decided to give it a try and see if it was really as good as the Pioneer Woman said it was.

The verdict?

I was disappointed.

I should have ordered their classic burger, but instead I went with the Patty Melt.

It was not as good as Steak & Shake.

Also, they lose a few points because I had to say "sweet tea" three times before they understood what I meant.

When I pulled away from the drive-thru kiosk after I ordered, I heard the employee ask someone "Do we have sweet tea?" LOL! He must not be from North Carolina.

The french fries were OK. The employee asked if I wanted any of their special "fry sauce," which he told me it was a mixture of ketchup, mayo, and pickle juice. I tried the sauce, but didn't like it. As you can see from my picture, I used plain ol' ketchup. 

So that's my Freddy's review. 

I'd be willing to go there again, but it did not meet my expectations. 

Monday, August 10, 2015

The Relationship Guru

A couple weeks ago I was giving relationship advice to my sister and I felt like an expert on all things marriage.

The very next day, however, I was so frustrated with Brian that I couldn't even think straight. I was feeling angry, and hurt, and bitter, and defeated. I was ready to swear off marriage and live the rest of my life being single. (I think it's already been established on this blog that I have a flair for the dramatic).

So that's my disclaimer. I'm the last person in the world that should be dishing out marriage advice. One day I'm up and the next day I'm down.

But if I were to give you advice, here's something useful...

In May 2013 during a sermon at church, the pastor challenged every husband and wife to take time out of their week to write down 10 things they loved about their spouse and give the list to their spouse before the next Sunday.

At the time, I didn't think much of the assignment. I wrote down my list of "Ten Things I Love About You" in a little notecard and gave it to Brian early in the week.

As the week passed, I was convinced Brian was not going to give me a list of ten things he loved. I was sure he had forgotten about it. Brian is a typical guy, so I figured romantic list-making wasn't a high priority for him.

Much to my surprise, at the very end of the week - LOW AND BEHOLD - I got my list.

I woke up Sunday morning and there it was - 10 things that Brian loved about me scribbled on the back of a Flexible Foam Insulation Market Overview.

Maybe it was the boredom of flexible foam research that inspired him to make the list, but I was just happy he had remembered.

It was a very nice list.

I folded it up and stuck it in my wallet.

On days when I'm feeling angry, and hurt, and bitter, and defeated, this list has been a lifesaver. In desperate moments when I don't feel loved or appreciated, I'm reminded that "this too shall pass."

I would highly recommend you make a similar list for your spouse, even if your pastor didn't give you this assignment and even if you know your spouse won't give you a list in return.

Expect nothing from other people and much from personal philosophy.

Plus, making the list serves two purposes. You're letting your spouse know 10 reasons why you love them, while reminding yourself  of 10 reasons why you love them.

Because let's be honest, there will be days when it's hard to come up with just one reason why you love your spouse, much less ten.

There will be days when you'll need to resort back to a list you made in 2013.

Just take it from me. The relationship guru.

(I've always been a list maker, even in the early days of blogging: Five Things I Love About Brian)