Puzzle Me

Did I tell you I have the sweetest supportive I-want-to-be-a-grandmother, mother? I do; she bought me the maxi skirt and is coming up in a few weeks to have some fun girl time. I could definitely use the girly distraction. Thanks, mom. 

I started this Sacred Grove puzzle during conference. I became exhausted by it (like everything else) and Mr Smith picked up where I left off then we finally finished it (today). Who knew Mr Smith was also an intense puzzle putter-together. 

That's me in my fantastic sweats with my awesome water bottle, which Mr Smith would like to point out doesn't spill when it turns over. (He used to get a little annoyed with water spots on the carpet . . . whoops!) Now it's baby proof . . . for me. I just like that it comes with a straw.

Tonight's "Why I love Mr Smith"

He left a set of clothes to change into in the bathroom so when he comes home late from basketball, he doesn't have to walk in multiple times & wake me. He can just go straight to the shower. I never asked him to do this. He just does, because he's thoughtful. (He knows I need my beauty sleep)

You still don't know him like I do. That's what makes marriage SO awesome. Seriously, if it's done right . . . in the right place at the right time with two people willing to match each other's efforts in serving God . . . you really can't go wrong. I just happened to get the icing on the cake with Mr Smith.

I'm going to read my scriptures now (because Mr Smith gets his reading done during the day and doesn't get too tired to read at night so he is better than me, (my interpretation of his words)) 

and fall asleep waiting for Mr Smith to come home.