Dear McHale,
This has been a rollercoaster week. I have been adjusting to changes in our life and admittedly have not adjusted well. Today, however, is a wonderful day. And today I want you to know how very proud of you I am. Some days it's hard to equate the man I love with the high school freshman I once knew. You're one of the most amazing men I know. Your constant search for a job that betters your position while keeping you close to me makes me love you more than ever. Your work ethic is extraordinary. When you put in a 12 hour day and then still manage to make time to spend with me, it seriously floors me. I know you think I don't realize how long your day has been or how hard you have worked, but I do and I appreciate all you do. I'm proud of your push for independence. I know you don't believe this but for me independence is a big deal. Now you have a job, a car, and you don't live with your mom. That's downright epic. I realize that our current decisions are not necessarily the smartest financial decisions, but I feel like there is more to life than finances and as long as we are frugal we will manage just fine. Speaking of finances, I'm SOOOO proud of how far you have come with managing your personal finances. Your restraint amazes me. This week I have splurged more times than I should have, so you're my hero this week. There are probably a thousand more reasons that have currently slipped to the back of my mind, but I want you to know that I am so uber proud to call you mine. You're the greatest boyfriend ever. And I love you more than you'll ever be able to imagine.
Love,
Annie
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
Five Question Friday
Fridays are meant for break-taking. At least I think so, so I decided to join in a little link up fun. Click on the picture below and join in on the fun!!
1. What's your view on men wearing sandals (yay or nay)? Sandals are definitely not the worst thing a man could wear. Do I straight up love men in sandals? No. Do they make me swoon with their sexiness? Possibly but not because of the sandals. So, I guess I'm not opposed to men wearing sandals, but I'm not completely turned on by men wearing sandals either.
2. What song do you love but are embarrassed to admit? This one was super difficult for me. I'm not embarrassed in the least by any of my middle school music choices. However, back in the day when the Jonas Brothers were big, and I was as anti-Jonas as they came, then my online bestie made me a photo edit with lyrics from "When You Look Me in the Eyes" and I was hooked. Stupid Jonas Brothers.
3. What summer camp should they make for moms? My mom knowledge is lacking since I'm not a mom. However, I think moms and I would agree that a mom summer camp should be located at the beach, should be child free, and should include chocolate.
4. What is the most romantic song? (Not necessarily your favorite or your wedding song...) So, I asked McHale this question. And he said, "You're My Inspiration" by Chicago. I think that's super sweet. However, if I were choosing, I'd lean more toward, "Me and You" by Kenny Chesney. Because I'm a country girl at heart, and this is the perfect slow dance song. Oh and it might bring a few tears to my eyes ...
5. Do you have an embarrassing pregnancy story? Nah. I've had exactly ZERO pregnancies, so that limits my pregnancy stories.
1. What's your view on men wearing sandals (yay or nay)? Sandals are definitely not the worst thing a man could wear. Do I straight up love men in sandals? No. Do they make me swoon with their sexiness? Possibly but not because of the sandals. So, I guess I'm not opposed to men wearing sandals, but I'm not completely turned on by men wearing sandals either.
2. What song do you love but are embarrassed to admit? This one was super difficult for me. I'm not embarrassed in the least by any of my middle school music choices. However, back in the day when the Jonas Brothers were big, and I was as anti-Jonas as they came, then my online bestie made me a photo edit with lyrics from "When You Look Me in the Eyes" and I was hooked. Stupid Jonas Brothers.
3. What summer camp should they make for moms? My mom knowledge is lacking since I'm not a mom. However, I think moms and I would agree that a mom summer camp should be located at the beach, should be child free, and should include chocolate.
4. What is the most romantic song? (Not necessarily your favorite or your wedding song...) So, I asked McHale this question. And he said, "You're My Inspiration" by Chicago. I think that's super sweet. However, if I were choosing, I'd lean more toward, "Me and You" by Kenny Chesney. Because I'm a country girl at heart, and this is the perfect slow dance song. Oh and it might bring a few tears to my eyes ...
5. Do you have an embarrassing pregnancy story? Nah. I've had exactly ZERO pregnancies, so that limits my pregnancy stories.
Day 3: Moving Day
Dearest McHale,
I didn't like you very much yesterday. I mean I might as well be honest about it. You were in a bad mood, and I was bossy. But at the end of the day I still loved you. And even when I said awful mean things and thought I had screwed up our relationship forever (because sometimes I'm super insecure like that) you just made a joke out of them and laughed it off. And while you laughing when I'm mad sometimes pisses me off, it was just what I needed this time. So, thank you for being super amazing.
Thank you for not rushing me even though I know you really want to. Thank you for understanding my decisions as they affect a whole plethora of people outside of our little world. And thank you for being so super patient with me.
As you move in to your new place today, I want you to know that I'm so super proud of you. I'm amazed by the things you have accomplished in your life. I'm in awe of how mature and grown up you are (since I'm totally a immature, slacker child). And I feel so very blessed to be able to call you mine. I pray that you and Alex will become the best of friends and have all sorts of adventures. I hope that he will be accepting of our crazy crew. And I firmly believe that this will be the beginning of something beautiful. A gigantic change for the two of us but something beautiful nonetheless.
I love you.
Love,
Annie
PS - Quit thinking about me because I know they haven't turned on the electricity yet I don't want you getting all hot and bothered.
I didn't like you very much yesterday. I mean I might as well be honest about it. You were in a bad mood, and I was bossy. But at the end of the day I still loved you. And even when I said awful mean things and thought I had screwed up our relationship forever (because sometimes I'm super insecure like that) you just made a joke out of them and laughed it off. And while you laughing when I'm mad sometimes pisses me off, it was just what I needed this time. So, thank you for being super amazing.
Thank you for not rushing me even though I know you really want to. Thank you for understanding my decisions as they affect a whole plethora of people outside of our little world. And thank you for being so super patient with me.
As you move in to your new place today, I want you to know that I'm so super proud of you. I'm amazed by the things you have accomplished in your life. I'm in awe of how mature and grown up you are (since I'm totally a immature, slacker child). And I feel so very blessed to be able to call you mine. I pray that you and Alex will become the best of friends and have all sorts of adventures. I hope that he will be accepting of our crazy crew. And I firmly believe that this will be the beginning of something beautiful. A gigantic change for the two of us but something beautiful nonetheless.
I love you.
Love,
Annie
PS - Quit thinking about me because I know they haven't turned on the electricity yet I don't want you getting all hot and bothered.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
What I'm Loving Wednesday
I'm taking a break from letters to join up with Jamie at this kind of love for What I'm Loving Wednesday! Come join the fun.
- Today, I'm loving that the temperature is less than 90 degrees outside. In this GA heat wave, a little "cool" weather is always nice.
- I'm loving that tonight Mr. McHale and I have plans for a lazy "us" night.
- I'm loving job hunting (ugh. ok that may not be total truth)
- I'm loving that I am crossing things off my to-do list. Only 10 more things to wrap up before I leave.
- I'm loving that the countdown is sitting on 16 days till we're Biloxi bound! So ready for a break and lots of McHale time.
- I'm loving that we will move the second and final batch of McHale's stuff into the new place tomorrow night. Come Monday he will officially be out of his parents house.
- I'm loving the beginning of this new chapter in our lives.
- I'm loving my mountain dew splurge for the week and the fact that I get to chop off my hair Friday!
- And of course I'm loving my Savior, my family, and my better half.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Day 2: Certainty
Dear McHale,
I kind of wish we were millionaires today because having to spend 8 hours in an office instead of at home with you is depressing. I miss you every moment I'm away. And yes that is sappy, but I guess I'll just have to put on my big girl panties and deal with it.
It amuses me how just the idea of spending a few hours alone with you once a week can send me into a hyperactive super giddy mode. Have I told you that you're downright amazing, and I super duper love you?!? Not in the last 20 minutes? Oh my bad. Well, you are and I do.
Today at lunch it hit me hard how real this is. It's still bizarre to me that I know without a shadow of a doubt that I am going to marry. And that you were made to be my other half. I've talked marriage many times before. I've even gotten pretty close to actually tying the knot, but I've never been so certain of a relationship, of a love, of a man as I am of you. Of us.
I love you. Forever.
Love,
Annie
I kind of wish we were millionaires today because having to spend 8 hours in an office instead of at home with you is depressing. I miss you every moment I'm away. And yes that is sappy, but I guess I'll just have to put on my big girl panties and deal with it.
It amuses me how just the idea of spending a few hours alone with you once a week can send me into a hyperactive super giddy mode. Have I told you that you're downright amazing, and I super duper love you?!? Not in the last 20 minutes? Oh my bad. Well, you are and I do.
Today at lunch it hit me hard how real this is. It's still bizarre to me that I know without a shadow of a doubt that I am going to marry. And that you were made to be my other half. I've talked marriage many times before. I've even gotten pretty close to actually tying the knot, but I've never been so certain of a relationship, of a love, of a man as I am of you. Of us.
I love you. Forever.
Love,
Annie
Monday, July 9, 2012
Day 1: Yellow Jackets, Family, Bad Hair Days
Today I am beginning the letter project. I hope to write every day often.These letters are the best way I can express the sappy side of my personality.
Dear McHale:
I'll try to keep the sappiness to a minimum. This morning you were stung by 4 yellow jackets while working with my dad. My heart hurt for you. And in my helpless state I wanted nothing more than to kill every yellow jacket I could find so you would never be hurt again. See? When you get hurt, I get completely irrational.
I should tell you that when you met my family yesterday I honestly knew that this time was different. I've never introduced a man to that unruly crew with the same attitude as I did yesterday. I know they are similar to my parents in that they don't get attached to my beaus. However, I wanted to yell from the rooftops that they better learn your name and get used to it because you are here to stay. Thank you for waiting 8 years while I got that dingdang flightiness out of my system. I'll love you forever for that.
Also, I should tell you that I really appreciate the fact that you love me even after I butchered your hair. Though, truthfully, your awesome fixer skills made my screwed up hair mess look super hot. But we all know I may be a wee bit biased since I kind of think you're hot all the time ...
I love you.
Always,
Annie
Dear McHale:
I'll try to keep the sappiness to a minimum. This morning you were stung by 4 yellow jackets while working with my dad. My heart hurt for you. And in my helpless state I wanted nothing more than to kill every yellow jacket I could find so you would never be hurt again. See? When you get hurt, I get completely irrational.
I should tell you that when you met my family yesterday I honestly knew that this time was different. I've never introduced a man to that unruly crew with the same attitude as I did yesterday. I know they are similar to my parents in that they don't get attached to my beaus. However, I wanted to yell from the rooftops that they better learn your name and get used to it because you are here to stay. Thank you for waiting 8 years while I got that dingdang flightiness out of my system. I'll love you forever for that.
Also, I should tell you that I really appreciate the fact that you love me even after I butchered your hair. Though, truthfully, your awesome fixer skills made my screwed up hair mess look super hot. But we all know I may be a wee bit biased since I kind of think you're hot all the time ...
I love you.
Always,
Annie
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