We're just here, in Chris' living room, by the Christmas tree, wish we weren't doing homework, but we are, except for me blogging, and someday ending this forever run-on sentence.
I. cannot. wait. for. Christmas. time.
I know that I say this every year, but seriously, my senioritis is the worst and break could never ever come soon enough.
One of the multitudinous great anticipations of break is being able to blog more. But another, infinitely more important one, is getting to spend some quality time with my man. And this blog is just a little tiny bit of my appreciation for him.
First of all, I don't know where I'd be without him. Sounds cheesy I know, but I was just reflecting on how much I've grown because of knowing him and being challenged by who he is. I'm just so stinkin excited to see where we go next and what we will be doing and probably living in a tent for a little while because we will be so poor. But really, what are the first couple years of married life if you aren't poor? I know all the best stories I've heard have come from barely scraping by.
Basically, he is just the greatest. And he just bought us some peanut butter chocolate ice cream, which was basically all the goodness of a Reese's peanut butter cup wrapped up in a creamy delicious bowl of ice cream.
I can't wait to be out from under the oppressiveness of homework [and yes, I know, directly under all the oppressiveness of life after college, but] living life together somewhere new.
Sounds fantastic.
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