Days go by

Our first year absolutely FLEW by.  Our anniversary was on the 17th of September and during the days preceding it, I felt a sense of melancholy and nostalgia.  The sweetest, best year of our lives, thus far, over and done with?!  No, thank you.  We were laying in bed one night, about to fall asleep and I mentioned to Mckay that I was a little bit apprehensive about our anniversary.  I think he was perplexed (possibly just sleepy) so I (dutifully) went on to explain to him that OUR FIRST YEAR was OVER.  Ugh, I was not ready to say goodbye.  It was a... there isn't even a word for it... first year.

Eventually I came to terms with the situation.  And now that we're getting settled into "year 2" of this journey, things are still looking pretty good.  We decided to keep it low-key this year, just a romantic dinner in the city and then back home in PJ's for cuddle/movie time, those are my favorite nights.  And I know Mckay was looking forward to the sweatpants/sweatshirt look again.

Friday night came and we were ready to go to the temple.  Dressed up, temple bags, cut up pineapple for the drive, ready to go.  Don't worry that it took me an hour and a half to realize that we were actually not headed to the temple.  "Yes honey, you can get to the temple this way, there is bad traffic on the 95".

At 8pm Friday night we arrived at The Inn at Lake Joseph for a romantic, rustic, fabulous Autumn weekend anniversary getaway!  I was stunned.  He packed for me.  HE PACKED FOR ME?!!! A little hilarious, don't worry, I had 4 pair of jeans for the two days that we were away. 4 pair of jeans but no hairbrush.  But like he said, "It's really hard, there is just so much stuff!"

We spent the weekend riding bikes, lounging in hammocks, rowing on the gorgeous lake, watching the BYU game/studying while the BYU game was on, taking nature walks, and enjoying the beautiful scenery.  On Saturday night (our actual anniversary) we had dinner out at a yummy Italian restaurant.  Sunday, before heading back, we hit up the Woodstock Farmers Market for some fresh produce and homemade pesto, yum!

It was a chilly, wonderful, romantic, lazy, cozy weekend. 

 (No zooming on this picture, we took it with M's iPhone, so close huh? Pretty!)

I love him so.  Marrying Mckay was the best decision I ever made.  It's funny that I was so scared to make it (initially).  Now, looking back, I just think how silly I was to fuss over letting go of single life, or whatever my issue was.  Dumb, dumb, dumb.  This past year has been more fun, adventurous, happy and silly than any other year of my life.  I learned and grew and stretched a lot and I like to think this "wife" role suits me.  I am so thankful that our lives crossed paths two years ago in Norwalk, Connecticut!