It's Christmas Time!

I am so excited to be with my fam-bam and eat lots of toffee and go skiing.

But first, the mountains are calling! And they are covered in snow. Chains and caution, up in hurr.

The Great Escape

*cough cough hack cough wheeze*

That's me, about every ten to fifteen minutes. My lungs are making their escape. Since Thanksgiving, my throat has been pretty sore and I've been feeling a little fatigued. Thankfully, the sore throat has dissipated and it hasn't been bugging me for the past couple of days. However, it's been replaced by this awful, full-bodied, deep cough. All sorts of delightful grossness happening in my lungs. My ribcage is sore from coughing so much.

Poor Devon. He has to sleep next to me every night, wheezing and hacking away. I feel awful. Funny thing happened though. Last night, at about 2:50am, he struck his revenge. He says he doesn't remember a thing. I was awoken by a quick blow to my thigh, followed by rapid snapping in my face. By the time I realized what had just happened, Devon was already turned away, sleeping soundly. The man can snap in his sleep! Even though I couldn't fall back to sleep and had a very long day ahead of me, I think I'm more impressed than anything else. I can't even snap that fast when I'm awake.

Sometimes, after spending a lot of time with Devon (like Thanksgiving weekend), I get a little extra clingy. It's ridiculous. I went out with my beautiful former roommates last night and it was so hard to say goodbye to Devon! I was going to be gone for two hours. Seriously, ridiculous. I just love that boy. I love how stupid he is and how he can always make me laugh. I love when he kisses me on the forehead and makes sure I'm okay when I'm feeling sick. I love how ticklish he is and how he gets fussy about it. There are a million things that just make me smile so much. Everyday I love him more and more.

Confession

I have a running list of baby names that I keep in my head. I watch more videos of laughing babies than I think I ever have before. I dream of puppies.


PS: I'm a lot happier than the last time I posted.

Comparisons

I have a problem with comparing myself to others. I do it constantly. It's a hard habit to break. I often find myself feeling inferior in one way or another. I grew up a little differently from the typical LDS family. Or at least that's what I perceive. It was a wonderful upbringing, despite some bumps and mistakes, but it wasn't the typical LDS childhood. Sometimes I feel guilty about it or weird or outcast because of it. I don't share a lot of the same ideologies as my friends. I generally keep quiet when they debate so that I don't rock the boat or bring on judgement. I went through enough of that through high school (back when I was more outspoken and fearless).

Anyways, I'm feeling a little sad tonight. Sometimes I don't recognize myself.

Washington and his apple tree

 It's a universal truth that apples taste better fresh off the tree.
Boy almighty. So delicious! Fresh, crisp, just the right amount of juice.
We went to Gordon Skagit Farms, which is about an hour north of Seattle. Of course it was raining the entire time. That didn't stop us though! It was fun to go back to Skagit Valley. It's where we got engaged back in April!
It was really wonderful to spend an afternoon with my husband. We don't get that opportunity as much as I would like!
Once we got back to Seattle, we met up with friends for dinner and desserts. I am so incredibly grateful for their love and friendship. It's difficult to fully express how much I adore these people so just believe me when I say that I love you to bits.
Thanks for the wonderful birthday. You all mean the world to me. Here's to another great year!

Isn't he adorable?!

This is the first time since we got married that I've been away from Devon for more than 12 hours. This week is gonna be a doozy.