Sometimes I'm a party pooper...

I love my husband more than anything. I really, truly do! I love him with all of my heart. I'm happier in my marriage today then I was once we got home from our honeymoon. That's a good thing. That means it just keeps getting better and better.

Marriage is never easy. It takes work. Some days are easy. Some days are challenging. But it is always worth it.

Remember when dating your sweetheart how falling in love, giggling, playing, and constantly being playful was easy?? I do. Those were some of the absolutely best days. The butterflies were always near by. I miss those days.

Sunday afternoon we spent giggling over {awful} raman noodles {thanks love}, making cupcakes, playing on our super fabulous new air mattress, playing Yhatzee {I own}, snuggling and giggling some more. It was absolutely fanastic. Quality time is amazing.

.... then my sweet hubby turned his happy go lucky self up a few notches and I got annoyed a bit. It's like I can only handle his {4 year old} sense of humor for only so long. And now I think to myself how lame am I?

Hi my name is Holly, and sometimes I am a party pooper.

I plan to redeem myself. Starting with a weekend with my hubby and I in Yellowstone.
I can't wait! {a little family play time up there too.}