Today, we are one month away from the big day. T-minus one month from all of this being over, and from me being able to look into the loving (or slightly goofy) eyes of this man I have grown with for 8 years and call him husband.
We've come a long way baby. Almost there now.
Which I guess means it won't be over at all, because it will all just be beginning.
On that note, I have for you this gem of a photo:
|in my defense, we are camping.|
Enjoy people. Beauty like this doesn't come around too often. My kickboxing instructor told me he thinks we will have really good looking children (my old kickboxing instructor, don't worry Rachel. I'm not just making stuff up here.).
It has come to my attention that this is my 100th post. So happy birthday to the blog too, I guess.
Brandon promised that although salad dinner diet lockdown beings today, we can still go get icecream to celebrate our minus-onemonth-anniversary. True love.