Friday, September 23, 2011


This morning, I woke up late, threw my hair in a ponytail and headed out the door for work with a piece of toast hanging out of my mouth.

Not 5 minutes ago, a colleague was in mid-conversation with the dean's secretary and says to me, "Is that a hickey or a curling iron burn?"

Insert stomach drop.

I can feel my face flushing as I say it's a flat-iron burn.

Everyone knows that's a lie.


Love happens.

Apparently, things are still sizzling over at our house. In case you were wondering. (as I'm sure you were.)

Excuse me while I crawl under my desk.

(it's a dang good thing he's so cute.)

Monday, September 19, 2011

So Sweet.

This boy fell in love with me over 3 years ago.

And I am dang lucky, because as soon as I met him I knew, "If he will have me, I will marry him. If he won't I'll be single forever, because now I know that a man like him exists."

He is incredible. More importantly our marriage is incredible. And it is because of him.

I got to sit next to him in church yesterday. His arm around me, holding my hands. We were intertwined the whole meeting.

There is something about being palm to palm with the man that you love. Something warm and reassuring. And it hit me hard that I am his. And he is mine.

Somehow, he came to the conclusion that I am cool enough to spend eternity with. Me. And no one else.

I love him.

So. Dang. Much.

I wish I could put into words how it makes me feel when he looks at me in a way that is just for me.

Or when he wakes me up by rubbing my back and kissing my forehead.

Or narrates the mundane details of our lives in a song.

Or smiles his truly content, not for the camera, peaceful, blissful smile.

The smile that tells me I'm doing something right.

Or when he says everything with his eyes. His beautiful green eyes.

Or when he serenades me on the piano while I'm attempting to make dinner.

Or has the dishes done before I even come back from the bathroom.

Or leaves me a love note for no good reason. Just because.

Or when I finally realize that all the little things that he does are to show me that our marriage is the most important thing in his life. That he will fight for it and work for it and forgive and try again and be by my side no matter how terribly I screw up or lose sight of what's important.

I am his and he is mine.

And it is so sweet.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Snape, Snape, Severus Snape

Well, the HP 7.2 premiere happened over a month ago and I have yet to document it. Cam's going slightly nuts because it was possibly his most favorite day ever and if it's not on the blog, it's like I wasn't as excited about it. Although, that's probably partly true. It's hard to be as excited about Harry Potter as Cam. I think I do a pretty good job though! And, luckily, he found his hp soulmate. Someone who knows just as much mindless trivia as him and who gets jazzed up at the idea of embellishing random things with deathly hallows symbols: Allen. Just as luckily, I like Allen's wife more than just about anyone. :)

We decided to throw a bit of a party to kill time before the premiere. HP treats and a showing of HP 7.1 filled the night.

Naturally, the invitations were sent by owl. Cam and I made shirts. (Enter the awesomeness that is the silhouette + freezer paper. WOW!)

(I really wouldn't wear this shirt if I were going as "me." However, we were dressing up as Darth Vader and Princess Leia, so Leia would be It made sense to me!)

My adorable sister in law helped me make the mugs for butterbeer. The silhouette saved the day here too.

The spread.

Butterbeer Mugs. a.k.a. party favors.

Chocolate Frogs

Golden Snitches

My hot date with his SO GOOD butterbeer. Wow that stuff was incredible.

And then we left for the theater. Cam donned his mask and cape, and wielded his light saber. As soon as we walked through the door the crowd erupted into cheers! It was hilarious! We got our tickets and popcorn and went into our theater. Again, Cam walked through the door and people stood up and started singing the death march. Girls were asking to take pictures with him. We loved our costumes, but neither of us were expecting a reaction like that! Too fun.

We LOVED the movie. Laughed, cried, cheered, yelled at the screen. It was a blast. There's an energy at midnight showings that you don't get anywhere else. It's a blast.

Our friends' awesome shirts.

After the movie.

I have no idea how we didn't get a single picture with these guys. But they are some of our best friends.