“I, I’m so in love with you
Whatever you want to do is all right with me
‘Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you” -Al Green
Love is in the air! The past two weekends Steve and I attended weddings for some of our dearest friends. Weddings are one of my most favorite things in the world. With every wedding I go to I get chills/tears as the bride and groom say their vows. At no other time in our lives do we make such a huge promise before God, our family and our friends. To have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, through sickness and in health. That’s some pretty serious stuff, folks!
Caroline and Hunter got married down in, Bland, VA. It was soooo beautiful. Caroline and her super-crafty friends (NOT the Nottoway girls) did all of planning, decorations, flowers, etc. They did an amazing job – if you’re trying to get hitched in southwest VA, I know people. 😉 The weather during their outdoors ceremony could not have been more perfect. It got a little chilly during the reception – but there was plenty of bourbon and a bonfire to keep you warm.
Emily and David got married in one of my favorite places…good ol’ RVA! The ceremony took place in the heart of historic downtown Richmond, in the beautiful garden of a historic museum. It was absolutely picturesque. After the ceremony we drove over to Monument Ave. for the reception that was in Emily’s uncle’s backyard. It was a perfect garden wedding and reception! Maybe it was the JMU crowd, but this wedding was destined to be a party. Between the harlem shake (yes, we did that), corn hole, and taking over the bar, it’s possible that Em and David’s relatives and out-of-town guests are questioning their choice of friends 😉
Now that I’ve been the big 3-0 for a whole 6 days(!) I’d like to take a moment to offer some advice to the newly weds. Yes, now that I’m 30 and I’ve been married for a whopping 3 years, 7 months and 20 days, I’m pretty sure I’m all sage and whatnot. So here goes:
– Don’t go to bed angry. Sometimes you will and don’t worry, you’re not going to get struck by lightening – you just wake up angry.
– Put your spouse first. Babies are going to come, grow, demand, etc and take up so much of your time, but don’t lose sight of your relationship with each other. The kids are going to leave eventually…or at least that’s what I’ve been promised 😉 Make sure you’ve nurtured your relationship b/c when the kids are gone – it’s just the two of you! (clearly not speaking from experience – just what I’ve been advised to do)
– No passing gas under the covers when you’re cuddled up together. That’s gross. And definitely no passing gas in the kitchen. That’s also gross.
– Remember your vows. No one ever said it was going to be easy.
– Let him load the dishwasher. And then when he’s not looking, rearrange it so that it’s loaded the right way.
– Marriage is NOT 50/50. Nope. Sorry. I think that marriage should be 100/100…but it’s not always. In fact, most of the time it’s 70/30 or 85/15 or 100/0.
– Give compliments. And before you give the compliment, make sure you’re giving it without expecting anything in return – because sometimes you’re not going to get anything in return (which drive me bonkers…..yes, this is something I’m working on haha) and that’s okay.
– And finally: communicate. We are not mind readers. Ask questions, listen, talk like “normal” people, etc. Simple, yes, but often one of the most difficult.
That’s all. I’m 30. I’m smart. Listen to me.
*DISCLAIMER: Please note that I do not claim to be an expert in anything. While I’m sure my parents and my husband think that I’m perfect, God and I both KNOW that I am not. I am currently sitting on my couch quickly brainstorming some quick tid bits of marital advice. Yes, I really am 30, but no, I’m not really sage. If you don’t agree with me, that’s fine. The above bits of “advice” are just a few of the things that I
work on strive to work on every day. Take it or leave it 🙂
RUNNING: Now, I’m sure you’re all wondering about the FAIL in the title. My marriage advice. Ha. Kidding – that stuff is golden. Here comes a huge confession that, as a self-proclaimed runner, I am mortified to say: I did NOT run on National Running Day! WTF, right?!?!? Gah! The day got away from me. But I did celebrate running by purchasing my new favorite running tank top from Old Navy. Score! Hungry Runner Girl said that it’s okay if I didn’t get a run in, so long as I celebrated this thing that I love. So I bought TWO of my new favorite tank!
Another confession: I’ve been trying to streak with Runner’s World and I’ve failed miserably at that, too! No, I’m not talking running naked – I’m talking about running every day (at least 1 mile) from Memorial Day to Independence Day. I’ve already missed 3 days. I wasn’t a good streaker in college (meaning I never did it), guess I shouldn’t expect to be a good streaker now…especially now that I’m 30!
One way I haven’t failed in the running department: I joined a running club! Yay! More to come on that later.
PS Sorry this got wordy and a little all over the place in the end. And sorry there weren’t any pictures of Graham. Here’s just one to hold you over: