Going “Old School”
September 3rd, 2010
Ya know that line in “Old School,” at the party where Will Ferrell’s like, “We’ve got a nice little Saturday planned. We’re going to go to Home Depot- check out some wallpaper and flooring. Maybe Bed Bath and Beyond, I don’t know, I don’t know if we’ll have enough time…”
Merrick and I are totally like that. Oh man. We ARE old.
We’ve been wanting to renovate our apartment for a while, and last week we made the first step of adult life – we went furniture shopping. Furniture shopping, people. This is a big deal! We are putting on the proverbial big girl panties and making our adult home. Saying Sianara to our ghetto fab Craigslist stuff and investing in our furniture we’ll have for the next 10 years.
And you know what’s the crazy part? We actually ENJOYED furniture shopping. We ENJOY spending our Saturday’s at Home Depot (well, him more than me… if we’re gonna go shopping on Saturdays, I’d go with Target any day…). We’re having a serious BLAST doing our home projects for our cute little apartment.
This is getting ridiculous. I am only 25 years young, and I’m spending my free Saturdays at Home Depot and at Living Spaces? Shouldn’t I be recovering from a crazy Friday night? Shouldn’t I be shopping at high end stores, enjoying sushi and mid afternoon margaritas?
And it gets worse.
And wanna know how lame we were last Sunday? I don’t know if I should tell you, World, you might fall into a coma after hearing about our boring lives. While the rest of our friends went down to San Diego and spent the day wine tasting and enjoying the area, my Hus and I watched Shreks 1, 2, AND 3. AND THEN (wait for it… wait for it…) we were big ballers and went to the dollar theater to see Shrek 4! We just live for the thrills, people!
We’re getting so old and lame, pretty soon you come to our house at 9pm, and instead of opening the door and offering you a shot before we all go out, we’ll greet you in our matching robes, arms around each other with sleepy eyes and we’ll be offering you a nice hot cup of tea. (wait, that’s not “pretty soon,” that’s pretty much now!)
So in addition to saying Sianara to our old furniture, seems like we’re saying Sianara to our young fun life and saying Bonjour to our old and lame life. An old lame life filled with children’s movies, and early bedtimes.
And ya know what, I love it and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Us old birds, the one time we went out last week for Taco Tuesday. This was probably around 9pm, right before my eyelids started getting heavy.
I’ve come to realize
September 2nd, 2010
1. I’ve come to realize that my body. . . is strong. beautiful.
2. I’ve come to realize that my job. . . is rewarding. draining.
3. I’ve come to realize that when I’m driving. . . I go just a little fast.
4. I’ve come to realize that I need. . . him and Him.
5. I’ve come to realize that I have lost. . . thankfully, not many loved ones. but the ones I have lost I still hold close to me and miss dearly.
6. I’ve come to realize that I hate it when. . . I have to fill my tire with air every week.
7. I’ve come to realize that if I’m drunk. . . I’m a little silly, cuddly, lovie. but I usually feel like crap the next day.
8. I’ve come to realize that money… is something I’ll never have a lot of, but is also not the source of my happiness.
9. I’ve come to realize that certain people. . . will never change. may surprise you.
10. I’ve come to realize that I’ll always. . . bleed BLUE! like to sleep on my right side facing out (as opposed to facing him). unforutnately I currently reside on the left side of the bed, so I’m either stuck sleeping on my left side or on my right facing my Mister. at least I’ve got a good view though!
11. I’ve come to realize that my sibling(s). . . are my best friends.
12. I’ve come to realize that my mom… and I are so so scarily similar! and that she gave up so much for our family.
13. I’ve come to realize that my cell phone. . . is a necessary evil-extra-limb-attachment.
14. I’ve come to realize that when I woke up this morning. . . I hate my alarm.
15. I’ve come to realize that last night before I went to sleep. . . I can’t talk about that! 
16. I’ve come to realize that right now I am thinking. . . about how I’ve got Bieber Fever. grad school is coming up and I’m getting excited/nervous.
17. I’ve come to realize that my dad. . . is a rock to our family. a good man.
18. I’ve come to realize that when I get on Facebook. . . my life will be sucked away again, which is why I’m not on it now. but I’m wavering in my strength to stay away!
19. I’ve come to realize that today. . . may be all we get. and that today I should tell the ones I love how much they mean to me. is beautiful and sunny and I’m inside, lame.
20. I’ve come to realize that tonight. . . “is gonna be a good good night!” thanks to the Black Eyed Peas.
21. I’ve come to realize that tomorrow. . . is a new beginning. i have to work.
22. I’ve come to realize that I really want to. . . go sky diving. go clubbing, it’s been a while (read: since January. I’m old and lame!)
24. I’ve come to realize that life. . . is beautiful. short. a blessing.
25. I’ve come to realize that this weekend. . . is going to be fun!
26. I’ve realized the best music to listen to when I am upset. . . is some really great pump it out jams.
27. I’ve come to realize that my friends. . . are changing – marriages, babies, houses and distance between us. make me smile. are thoughtful.
28. I’ve come to realize that this year. . . is almost over! yikes! has been very full and fun. has helped me learn a lot about life and love and everything in between.
29. I’ve come to realize that my husband. . . is my rock. is my handyman. is a servant. snores when he sleeps. likes his drinks ice cold (whereas I don’t like ice in my beverages). is the one of the funniest guys I know. makes me smile all the time. is more in love with me today than yesterday. shows me he loves me so well. is my husband! wow I still can’t believe we’re married sometimes and not just “playing house.”
30. I’ve come to realize that maybe I should. . . do some actual work instead of procrastinating on the blog. workout today. return some phone calls. clean my house. go through all my papers.
31. I’ve come to realize that I love. . . macaroni and cheese. long walks on the beach. where i live. my SCB more than life.
32. I’ve come to realize that I don’t understand. . . how parents let their kids run the house. just exactly what my husband does for work and I think they should have a “take your wife to work” day. although I’d probably pluck my eyeballs out cuz I’d be so bored.
34. I’ve come to realize that parties. . . . that go too late just ain’t my thang anymore. with funny games and/or costumes are my favorite. with a theme are the bomb. for ME are awesome!
35. I’ve come to realize that I’m totally terrified. . . . about not being “enough…” good enough, smart enough, pretty enough. just not enough.
36. I’ve come to realize that my life. . . is beautiful. full. perfect just the way it is.
Best of 8.22-8.28
September 1st, 2010
Sun 8.22: Getting through a very long day at work and coming home to my SCB (Super Chocolate Bear)
Mon 8.23: Coming home to my husband who took care of dinner. I love that he does all the house stuff when I work. 
I caught up with my baby Sista-Lista and we finished season 5 of 24!
Tues 8.24: I got a nice email from my BIL and caught up with my new Sister-In-Law. And in the evening a bunch of us went out for Taco Tuesday at a new awesome place and met some cool new friends!
new friends and $5 all you can eat tacos and $3 margaritas = great night!
Wed 8.25: Fell asleep on the couch watching a movie with my Mister
Thurs 8.26: Xavier made us a really yummy dinner. Then the Hus and I had a dance party in our room, and he let me listen to my new favorite jam at least 12 times.
Fri 8.27: I kicked the boys out and had a GIRLS NIGHT! The theme was, “Boardgames, Booze, Babes and No Boys,” and it was a BLAST!! Had 9 lovely ladies over, we drank my new favorite drink (a big girl “Arnold Palmer,” lemon vodka and iced tea = amazing and dangerous!), played some hilarious (and slightly inappropriate…) games and enjoyed each others company and some good food.
A few of the lovelies for Girls Night
Sat 8.28: Happy 24th Birthday to my Irish twin brother! And in honor of my brother’s birthday, Merrick and I spent the whole day being grown ups, furniture shopping. We found a couch/love seat/chair set we love! I can’t wait till they come and the apartment renovations continue!
September Goals
September 1st, 2010
In my attempt to be a better person, I’m making monthly goals for this year. So here goes month 2, September:
-No more canceling on my running buddy: As mentioned here, whenever my running buddy cancels on me, I get ecstatic, using it as an excuse to not work out. Thing is, I cancel on her too. A lot. Last summer she and I were running like mad men – up to 9 miles and multiple times per week. This summer, I think we’ve run a total of 9 times and about 4 miles, while stopping and walking for most of it. But September is here and I promise you, Emily, I won’t cancel on you! (ugh, I already hate this month!)
-No chocolate: Yikes. This one’s gonna be a toughie. And I’m even going to try and take it one step further and say, no chocolate, no desserts, no extra sweeties. If you all find me stooped over the trash can crying, it’s because my husband was a meanie and threw out my secret stash. Wish me luck on my chocolate-less journey….sigh.
-No complaining: I have so so many blessings in my life that I am incredibly grateful for. However, I tend to get in the little, “Woe is me” stage and start complaining. This month will be a reflection on all the positive things in my life. Who cares that I had a really annoying day at work? I have a job that I love and that I’m good at. So what if my husband wants to watch 24 and I want to go to bed? I married my best friend and he does so much for me all the time, I can suck it up and watch his show. This month is going to be learning about not sweating the small fries.
-No excuses: As it’s been said, there’s no excuse to not take care of my body. I’m going to continue with my goal of working out every day I’m not working (which will be more this month since I’m going part time). I’m going to try to continue to make healthy meals for my Hus and the roomie and I. I’m going to talk myself out of snacking on peanuts and grab some carrots. No excuses! (seriously, this month is going to suck! Boo on good life choices!)
And the recap of August:
-Work out 20 days this month: I made it 13 days. I missed a whole week in there, but 13 days is still 3+ days per week!
-Cook 4 new meals: I cooked 3. Pad Thai which was really yummy, just not exactly Pad Thai-y. Spinach and Blue Cheese Stuffed Chicken – AH-MAZING! And Vegetarian Mexican Lasagne which was good but a little “meh.” I like me a little MEAT in my food.
-Stop swearing: Meh… still a work in progress. I think I was focused on the other goals a little more than this one
-Love my husband more: Oh and I looooved him, let me tell you!
Excuses
August 31st, 2010
I live in a place where it’s sunny 360 days of the year and always over 60 degrees. I’m 5 miles from the beach and about a mile away from various hiking trails. I have NO excuse to not work out.
I have multiple workout dvd’s, a set of 3, 5 and 8lb free weights and 4 days off work a week. I really have no excuse not to work out.
I have a good job to pay for healthy produce and good food. I have a number of cookbooks and a kitchen complete with a blender (fruit smoothies, anyone?), KitchenAid mixer, food processor, tons of pots and pans, Pyrex dishes, beautiful new knives and cutting boards. (Aren’t wedding registries awesome?). We have a brand new stainless steel 2 door huge fridge with 3 drawers for produce. I have no excuse not to cook and eat healthy.
Still, I somehow come up with excuses every day. Some of my favorite excuses are:
-“I’m tired/want to sleep in/want to go to bed.” Suck it up, Kate. You’ll get more energy after you work out, the paradoxical affect…
-“I worked today.” Like most responsible adults, yes I work. Work doesn’t stop other responsible adults from taking care of themselves.
-“My running buddy is either working or canceled on me.” This one really is my favorite… cuz when she cancels, I’m off the hook. But I’ve worked out alone plenty of times. That’s what ipods are for.
-“I want to spend time with my Hus.” This one really is a legitimate excuse, as our relationship is the most important thing in my life. BUT taking care of myself allows me to love and take care of HIM more. Again, a paradox. (I hate these dumb paradoxes!)
-“I don’t have time.” Blah blah blah. Everyone has time for a few crunches/push ups/cutting veggies instead of chips.
-“Just this ONE piece of chocolate/brownie/anything else covered in sugar/oil/fat deliciousness.” No dice.
-“I worked out today so I can reward myself with some goodies.” Why negate a workout with junk food? (Hmmm idea! I’m now going to reward myself with RETAIL THERAPY!… I wonder how my SCB will think of my new reward system… muahahaha)
-“It’s a gift. I have to accept a yummy gift, it’s rude not to!” Accept gifts. Just don’t drink the whole bottle/annihilate the entire plate. Everything in moderation.
-“It’s my one week a month I’m allowed to eat salty and sugary goodness cuz it’ll make my cramps feel better.” You know what also makes cramps feel better? Calcium (blah, hate milk!) and working out (Mr. Paradox, I now despise you.)
Clearly I’m fighting with myself here. And although, I really have ZERO.ZIP.NADA. NO actual legit excuses to not take care of my body, I unfortunately love everything bad for me. I love being lazy. I love junk food. I love desserts and cookies and peanuts and chips and mmm… I’m making my mouth water…
BUT (and there’s always a but, isn’t there…)
I have no excuse. No excuses to not work out every day that I’m not working. No excuses to eat crap. My body IS a temple. It’s one of the only things I can control in my life, so it’s high time to take control. It’s time to say, “Suck it up, Kate” and get my buns in gear.
So World, this is a shout out to you to be my accountability buddy. It’s September tomorrow, and in my effort to “Be a better person”, I’m including my “No excuses” policy and you, Internet World, to make a happier, healthier Katie.
Now excuse me while I go munch on some carrot sticks while trying to convince myself they’re pretzels dipped in chocolate… mmmm
Best of 8.15-8.21
August 24th, 2010
Sun 8.15: We had a nice drive back from San Fran in only 6 hours! And my Mister drove the whole time, which was even better!
Mon 8.16: I had really good kids and parents at work. I really enjoying communicating and having a relationship with the families I take care of.
Tues 8.17: Had a Cuban dinner made by my own Cuban chef, Xavier. I like our little “family” dinners with the three of us.
Wed 8.18: First attempt to cook a new meal this month… I made Pad Thai and it turned out great. Well, kinda. It tasted really yummy, it just didn’t taste like Pad Thai. So it was a good Asiany-noodley-peanuty dish. And Nick joined us for our family dinner. Me and the boys, per usual. (Gah, give me some girls over here!)
Thurs 8.19: Finally met up with my friend Rachel. We had a pool day, but we actually got locked IN. The gate was open when we went in and I was responsible and brought my keys. But my apartment complex just recently changed the keys and didn’t give the new ones to their residents. So 5 hours later when we were nice and freckled and sweaty, we scaled the gate like rocker chicks that we are. I also made my 2nd new meal of the month – Spinach and blue cheese stuffed chicken breasts and it was AMAZING!! Ya’ll are all welcome to come over to Club M for dinner. I promise I won’t poison you… on purpose at least.
Fri 8.20: Had another “Beach Day” with Rachel. Seeing her twice in one week was so awesome since I hadn’t seen her in months! Our “Beach” day turned into a “Park” day where we just spread out the blanket, laid out and caught up on life, love and everything in between. Then the SCB and I had the boys over for the evening, although I was kinda the lame duck cuz I had to work on Saturday. I’m old. I can’t stay up late anymore (especially if I have to work the next day!)
Rachel and I at the park
Sat 8.21: Having a patients mom say, “How do you stay so pretty and thin?” Despite my best efforts to go to bed early Fri, it still turned out to be a late one. And despite the bags under my eyes, frizzy hair and glasses I wear when I’m tired, she still thought I was pretty. That compliment totally put me in a good mood for the rest of my very long 12 hour shift.
Won’t you save me San Francisco
August 23rd, 2010
… Actually scratch that. San Fran can’t save me. It’s too coooooold! I guess some like it hot.
Aside from being 50 degrees the whole time we were there mid August, we had a great time! It was a hassle and a half trying to GET there though…
Last year we got suckered into sitting through a time share presentation. “It’ll be 90 minutes,” they said, “And you get this free trip at the end!” “There’ll be no pressure,” they said. THEY were wrong. After sitting through 3 HOURS of someone trying to convince me to buy a vacation home (um hello? I don’t even own my HOME! Why would I own my VACATION home first?), we were finally able to get out of there with a paper promise in my hand saying we get to go to San Fran for 3 nights – airfare and hotels paid for.
So as it got closer to our trip and we hadn’t gotten any itinerary from anyone and I spent HOURS on the phone, unable to contact anyone who had 2 brain cells about this, we finally got some info. 3 days before our trip. And 3 days before, they say, “We’re only paying for your hotel for 3 nights, no airfare or gas compensation. But since we’re so generous, if you don’t want the trip, we’ll give you $100 cash. Wowee, what an offer you can’t resist! I know, I know, generosity is our middle name.” Of course we were irritated, but figured even if we had to drive up there, we’re still getting 3 free hotel nights which is more than $100 cash and this trip will be cheaper than any other trip to San Fran in the future…
So up we went. We left Thursday afternoon and had a great time singing along to all our jams, talking and catching up in a way we haven’t been able to since we’ve gotten a roommate. After landing at Hotel Whitcomb around 9pm, we went to our beautiful upgraded room (from Petite Double to PENTHOUSE KING! WOOO!).
Lounging on our fabulous King size bed. Ahhh… I’m going to buy me one of them when I’m all grown up! Oh, and when I have a house with enough room in the bedroom for a King size bed
Friday we slept in really late then started exploring. San Fran reminds me a lot of Chicago, and I love Chicago. I love the big city atmosphere and lights and crowds… I just don’t love the big city (Chicago/New York/San Fran) weather. But we walked around Market St and explored Ferry and Port of San Francisco. It was beautiful. We made our way down towards the more touristy area, Fisherman’s Wharf. The Aquarium was having a promotion, so we got in free! I love that kinda kiddy-cheesy stuff – museums, aquariums, parks, etc. So I was in 7th heaven!
In front of the Bay Bridge and the Port of San Francisco
After thoroughly exhausting ourselves with fish, we made our way down the piers and then on our way back up. Wayyyyy up. I swear the hills we hiked were like a 75 degree incline. I was almost crawling up them. But after huffing and puffing our way up, we made it back and stopped at the Orpheum Theater (right across from our hotel). They’re showing WICKED and if you go 2 hours before the show, put your name in for a lottery, you can win front and center tickets for $25. And you guessed it – we WON!!!
So we quickly hurried back across the street to our hotel, and listened to the soundtrack while we got ready for the night. WICKED was AMAZING. For the 2nd time. Ah wow. Highlight of the trip.
Saturday morning brought us a nice sunshiny morning… and we promptly closed the curtains to block out the sun and went back to bed until 1pm. Again. Ah vacation. Once we finally got our lazy carcasses out of bed and ready for our day, we made our way back down to Fisherman’s Wharf in a different direction. This time stopping at the Ghiradelli Chocolate store. Ah-mazing.
After our little chocolate snack (or 2…), we decided it was high time for happy hour action. Our friend Erin, who recently moved up to the Bay Area met us at a cute little bar for some clam chowder and $2 well drinks. Once our bellies were full and our heads were fuzzy, we called it an early night and an end to our wonderful trip, to head out early Sunday morning.
So although San Francisco can not save me, I will visit this cute city again. The Hus and I had a really nice time exploring the city, eating nice food and just reconnecting and getting back to the basics of US. Next time, however, I don’t think I’ll sit through 3 hours of a time share presentation to get to the city. And next time, you can bet, I WILL wear flowers in my hair.
Best of 8.8-8.14
August 23rd, 2010
Sun 8.8: Spending time at my parents house before we headed back to the West Coast. Unfortunately, no FIRST CLASS flight this time. Bummer
Mon 8.9: Had my teenage patient request me at work. Then another coworker came in, took over my assignment and I was the “Flex” and got to leave at 7, not 7.30p. That last half hour makes a huge difference!
Tues 8.10: Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad! 26 years and still going strong! I’m sure they had a great day, but my best part was a nice walk with a girlfriend after work.
Wed 8.11: I have a coworker, Katie, and people often get us confused. One of the best parts of working with her is we put up funny names on the board to distinguish ourselves. Sometimes it’s per the color of our scrubs (Kt Pink and Kt Blue) but today we were “Thing 1″ and “Thing 2.” We seriously crack ourselves up every time we work together. Most of the doctors don’t think it’s as funny as we do, but they’ve also come to expect it. Ah, just call me your little local comedian. I crack myself up. So yes, putting “Thing 2″ up on the board at work was the best part of my day. It’s the little things that get me through, ya know
Thurs 8.12: Had a nice long drive to San Fran with my Mister. We got our room upgraded (fo’ Free!) from “Petite Double” to the KING PENTHOUSE. Cuz we’re bomb like that.
Fri 8.13: Sleeping in late in San Fran (seriously, I don’t think we got out of bed until about 1pm! Then again, we weren’t really sleeping…) and really enjoying just “US” time walking ALL over San Francisco (and let me tell you, I now have buns of STEEL after walking up all those hills!). Got into the Aquarium at Fisherman’s Wharf for free. Then… THEN… we saw WICKED! Front and center and amazing. Wow. I think that show has become my favorite Broadway show, and I’ve seen a lot, but WICKED takes the cake.
Sat 8.14: Slept in late again… and it was GLORIOUS! 1pm seems to be our magic number to get out of bed on vacation… We did more walking around Fisherman’s Wharf, got some more freebies (Ghirardelli chocolate, I love you!), sat by the (very cold!) beach. We met up with our friend Erin who just moved up to the Bay, had the infamous clam chowder (it IS as good as they say!) and some fun with the Captain and my friend, Diet Coke. Clam chowder, the Captain, my love, and a good friend are the perfect combination for a perfect night.
Another one bites the dust, part III
August 22nd, 2010
And now onto the party…!
Per my in-law’s usual protocol, they can throw a PARTY! And a party it was…
Although it started with a few blips (but seriously, what wedding DOESN’T have a few blips?) with the DJ messing up a few names (including the BRIDE! You can botch anyone else’s names but NOT the bride, c’mon dude!), and a little disorganization dismissing tables to the buffet line and a few skips in the music… it ended really well and everyone ate, drank and was merry. Some “merrier” than others, but that’s the sign of a good host – if you can throw a good party and your guests are really enjoying themselves, which clearly they were.
Some were saying the bartender (who looked about 13…) was carding people. Maybe now that I’ve gone all “mid twenties” on him, I’ve suddenly grown up and maybe for that reason, didn’t get carded. I knew there was another perk to 25 beyond rental cars.
My parents came to the wedding, and I was once again reaffirmed how much my Daddy can DANCE! He and my Mom took dance lessons one year for her birthday and since, that man has been coming out swinging! I twirled with him a few times and had the best time.
And speaking of dancing… My husband dancing with his brothers was also a sight to see! Yes, with his brothers. There were a few too many boy-on-boy slow dance actions that the wives started feeling left out and we grabbed each other and slow danced to some Bryan Adams song. My sister-in-law and I had a moment. Even if that moment was simply shaking our heads at the craziness of the family we married into, and clinging onto each other for support (shout out to my white-sista-from-anotha-mista!). Still, crazy family and all, in-laws, out-laws and everyone in between, they’re FAMILY. And they’re OURS. And we would do anything for them (including giving up husband time for crazy brother time, you can thank us later BIL )
And as the drinks continued to flow, so did the crazy. The brothers got the groom out to groove, the gals grabbed the bride and we danced the night away.
I’ve never seen the groom so happy and having so much fun (although still cautious, I was doing the “pretzel” with him and he was certain I was going to rip something… although I guess he was kinda right… I did end up ripping my dress later…) Shoes and jackets came off, dresses were ripped, jewelry was lost and broken (guilty… my “real” pearl bracelet (from Wal Mart. For $6.) slipped off my wrist and broke. RIP real pearls… Guess that means it’s time for an UPGRADE. (Hear that, Hus? Ya hear that? My “real” pearls need to be replaced…) (Oh I’m so sneaky…) )
It really is amazing to see how much love is flowing at weddings. Every couple was cuddly and smiley and wrapped in his or her partners arms and lost in their eyes, my SCB and I included. Being witness to other people’s new love reaffirms my love for him and reminds me of our wedding day.
So a huge CONGRATULATIONS to the new Mr. and Mrs. Thanks for sharing your love and your special day with us. I’m so glad I’ve got another girl in that family again… it’s high time we start taking over these boys! (Hear that Karen and Jessy… we’re only having GIRL babies! No more boys allowed!)
My Mother-in-law and her baby Suenh’s
And then there was one…
Another one bites the dust, part II
August 22nd, 2010
So after a little less than crazy night following a crazy day, we were all bright eyed and bushy tailed (errr… scratch that. NO ONE was bright eyed or bushy tailed that early morning!) for Jessy and Malcolm’s wedding day!
The bridesmaids and I got up super early and dragged ourselves to the hair salon to begin the “prettifying process.”
The four of us had a really nice day together… Once the hair and make up “prettifying” was done, we had a little bit of time before we had to head to the church, so we wandered around the strip mall, got lunch and talked about inappropriate things that made us giggle. We finally headed to the church (after talking to the boys and realizing they didn’t get up until 11.30 and were having a nice pre-wedding drink, those punks. Guys just have NO IDEA how much we girls do, do they?!)
When we got to the church, the bride was ALREADY beaming, so excited about her special day! We helped her get dressed, had a few “moments” and ooh’ed and aaah’ed all over the beauty queen bride!
The ceremony was beautiful. Malcolm had the biggest smile on his face and Jessy couldn’t take her eyes off him. Love truly is, a beautiful thing. I’m so happy for these two. And although I wasn’t sitting next to my Mister at the wedding, I couldn’t help but feel some of the newlyweds love coming towards us and making me fall more in love with my husband. We caught eyes throughout the ceremony and I could just see in him the pure happiness he had for his brother as well as his love for me radiating across the church.
Love is all you need
