Skip to main content

The Romance

Mr Smith is the hopeless romantic type.
haha.
good one.
So for Valentines Day, it was a lot like last year
except this year we're married and not solidifying our hopeful prospects of saying "I'm not dating anyone else, but I'm still awkward cause does that mean you're my boyfriend?"
Well, last year he made me pizza.
This year I got Dominos! That's right people, not Papa Johns
the love of Mr Smith's food life.
And Mr Smith must admit it was SO good!
(apparently only because they lost the taste test and are trying to be more like PJs) 
mmhmm Mr Smith.
Dominos had the deal for $7.99 - 1 large 3-topping and we sat at home & ate our hearts out.
awww, now isn't that cute.

Then we watched Grim, the episode where this spider lady really did eat their hearts out. Man, not my pick for the hopeless romantic movie day, but Eric has gotten me trapped in more elevated dramas with more suspenseful thought out plots - aka - not chick flicks. I hate to say it, but it's hard to go back.

Yeah, this year was a little different.
Marriage rocks.

ham.bacon.pinapple.ohyeah.

Comments

  1. Looks tasty :) I'm glad you guys had a great v-day. I like the way you celebrate!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

To Live is to Change

I love change. I love variety. I love mixing things up just because I can. It's helpful, but it's kind of a double edged sword.  I'm terrible at consistency, even though Clifton Strengthfinder told me that was my #5 strength (I think they meant something closer to wanting things fair & equitable which isn't wrong). I not only move furniture in & out of my life, or make sure we don't eat the same thing too often... but I love that I can give my kids a flexible education. God knew this is something I would love & has allowed for it even when it comes with significant sacrifices (as many good things do). This has been a beautiful way to grow me over the last 4 years, and I definitely missed it, but I also started to doubt ever doing it again, which felt odd. I found myself questioning why I wanted to take the harder course. I had a little break with just E & M at home, but now B is back too, so I'm giving up some me time (I was never good at it any ...

And so it begins, again

At what point do you ... 1. Keep holding on waiting for inspiration to come 2. Try something different 3. Let go & walk away I'd say most of us are usually somewhere in between #1 & #2, but there are occasional moments where I find myself locked into another Jane Austin film with some oreos & milk ignoring reality all together.  Today, I'm trying to rise above some level of complacency & clear my mind at your expense. Mr Smith & I had a good run of it, but since blogs became obsolete in 2017 while Instragram chained us all to algorithms, I had no audience nor desire to write in this world. But times change, after it murders our souls, and alas we are famished for an authentic keyboard with less distractions again. So, let's catch up. They say it comes in threes... Since our job change in 2017, we experienced three more moves, three additional job changes (that don't necessarily align with the moves), and three additional children.  2018-2022 were ver...

Our Baby Story - Alexis

Alexis Jane Smith 04.27.13 - 5:16PM 8lbs 15oz - 22.5 inches brown hair, undetermined (blue) eyes NB clothes are too tight You hate diaper changes You love being swaddled You are a piranha for food Your skin is perfect You sleep better with noises You came out sucking on your fingers But luckily you're not a scratcher Basically, we think you're perfect. First day at home photo Dear Lexi,  We couldn't handle holding you inside my stomach for another minute. We made an appointment when the contractions never came. Things were changing, but you were still 7 days late. Maybe we were eager parents, but now that we have you in our arms, we understand why, really understand. You're amazing . By the time we showed up at your 6 AM hospital appointment to be induced, I was already 3.5 cm dilated & 90% effaced & having mild contractions. So mild I thought I might have had high pain tolerance because I didn't feel th...