8 Years Ago, I Kissed a Boy and I Liked It...

He liked it too. So we decided to get married.

The weather was nice right up until it was time for our outside reception to start. There was a thunder and lightning storm followed by sheets and sheets of downpouring rain. A tornado touched down somewhere in the valley. But everyone who braved the weather kept telling us that a rainy wedding day is good luck.

And it was.

It was good luck at How to Host a Murder parties.

It was good luck on the beach.

And on graduation day.

Christmas time too.

And pretty much all the time.

Now 7 years and 3 kids later we are on our way to living happily ever after (well, most days).

A few things you may not know about Ryan and me:

1. We've lived in 5 apartments and 1 house.

2. Two of the apartments were HORRID. I could go on and on about them. One didn't even have heat and that was just the tip of the iceberg.

3. Today we look back on those poor newlywed years with great nostalgia.

4. We would both be willing to pay an obscene amount of money to sleep in one morning until 8:00. Make that 8:30.

5. Our 2 recurring arguments are: a) Ryan's less than perfect punctuality near the dinner hour, and b) when we are moving back to Utah. He says never. She says tomorrow.

6. We went on our honeymoon to Idaho. It wasn't as bad as it sounds.

7. Our first date was to a Ukrainian dance concert.

8. Neither of us are big on birthdays, anniversaries, or Valentine's Day. He'll probably stop by the gas station on his way home from work tonight to pick up a card. And that's OK.

9. Our ideal date is a nice dinner and a movie. Our typical date is pizza and Netflix.

10. We love sweets and always split a dessert when we go out to dinner.

11. He's in charge of the yard work; I'm in charge of the housework. Neither has any desire to do the other's job.

12. He's in charge of making the money; I'm in charge of spending it.