Yup.

I know I owe you a more in depth update. I know I have lots of pictures to share. But I am sick and I can't control my body temperature and I take a nap every other hour. Just wanted to stop in and say hi. I'm about to finish my first semester at PMI, presuming I can survive the drive to school to take my finals. It went by so quickly.

Being a Supportive, Understanding Partner

It can be a very challenging thing to do. When my husband is upset, I'm usually clueless about what to say to comfort him. He opens up so rarely, it's almost uncharted territory. And just as quickly as he opens up, he closes again. And there I am, feeling like a very inadequate wife.

I find myself closing up more in response. That's another huge challenge. I deeply miss the beautiful young women I used to live with. We could open our hearts to one another and receive perfect empathy. Now all I get in response is jokes and teasing. Not super encouraging. I have to remind myself that Devon's good humor is one of the things I love so much about him. Some days that reminder doesn't always work though. Then I just feel lonely and misunderstood. I'm working on it. Right now I just want to bury my emotions in chocolate and Taco Bell. Ugh.

Missionary return

Last night I mentioned to Devon that if we hadn't gotten married, I may have gone on a mission. In response he says, "I probably would have married Alison Brie and I'd be best friends with Donald Glover. I would know so many famous people."

Sucker.

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 However, it's been replaced by this awful, full-bodied, deep cough.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.