My Objective

Hey Everyone, the purpose of this blog is to make sure Lacee has an awesome life. So I need all of you to recommend sweet ideas that Lacee would love, Everyday I'm going to serve her somehow. It can really be anything, I'm pretty open for ideas. You'll get the idea

Monday, June 18, 2012

Anniversary: 1 Year

I love Lacee Because: 

-She's never flirted with the ways of the wicked.
-She could care less who wins "The Bachelor/ette".
-She doesn't know who Kim Kardashian is.
-To her Brad Pitt is just a guy with a nice body and an "old man's face".
-"Matt, What's that movie? Something about kung fu, with a panda, or something?"
-Doing mummy kicks during "Insanity" Workouts becomes fun.
-Her Laugh that can be heard from miles away...Literally.
-She doesn't care if you match or whether your jeans cost $5 or $150. The cheaper the better.
-She gets ready in 5 minutes and has never made me wait on her.
-She doesn't need to take anywhere from 30 minutes to 3 hours to look pretty.
-She understands as Naomi Wolf once proclaimed, "Women are trained to see ourselves as cheap imitations of fashion photographs, rather than seeing fashion photographs as cheap imitations of women...” 
-She makes the meanest mexican rice I've ever had...which is saying a lot.
-When she woke up at 5:30am in the mornings to student teach she would turn the scriptures on the laptop and set it next to me every morning for 3 months.
-She lets me be the crazy cat guy.
-She hates running so much sometimes, but her fastest mile is still 5:04.
-You will never find one hint of artificialness whether physical, or spiritual in her life.
-That crazy little "Lacee dance" she does is probably the coolest thing ever invented.
-She leaves notes in a bottle for me to find.
-She didn't know you have to rinse after you brush your teeth...still in debate.
-She believes everything I say... for better or for worse.
-Nobody else would look so good in a matching v-neck driving me on her handlebars.
-She fed me when I lived in a tent.
-I've never seen her try to impress someone with the way she's dressed or applied makeup.
-She cares more about the Denver Broncos and OKC Thunder, than any other TV show that she doesn't watch anyways
-She wakes up in the middle of the night and says, "I feel dirty compared to the house."
-At 12:01am she wakes up from my typing, not knowing the time and I say, "Hey Lacee..." to which she replies, "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!"  She can be so quick... just by hearing the tone in my voice.
-For a week straight she spilled or broke something out of the fridge at the precise time everyday.
-Also for a week everyday she made my nose bleed on accident.
-She couldn't tell a lie to save her or my life.
-She makes up her own lyrics to songs that she believes to be correct, "I wish you would jump off of that ledge my friend..."
-She's so good with money.
-She hates shopping.
-She's better at free throws than I am.
-She still has small specks of toenail polish on her toes from a year ago when we got married.
-To her $5 spent on fingernail polish is half an hour of work not worth spending.
-I thought being married to a woman would be so much more expensive.
-She may be the only woman alive who can handle my sarcasm and smart a-ness.
-Anytime the subject of computer brands come up I can guarantee she will say, "I love macs because its just so easy to click and drag things into folders." verbatim...  
-She sleeps in a bed I created on 2 book shelfs and a cinderblock piller, 6 feet off the ground, entitled "Megabed".
-She spent 4 hours with me under our bed watching a cat give birth.
-She has no shame.
-There isn't anything in our relationship we pretend to not know about or talk about.
-She's mastered MY move onto the bed a.k.a. "The Flying Walrus".
-Her phone had to be made in the 80's and its not tied to her hip.
-She says things like, "People post the darndest things on Facebook."
-She turns into a zombie every night around 11pm.
-She's the only girl that has punched my arm hard enough to make it go numb.
-She allowed a last minute honeymoon in which we slept on a twin size mattress due to shortage of notice.
-She scoots me off the bed weekly with her butt, while sleeping, which is now hazardous due to Megabed.
-She's my "Little Chef"... chef in training.
-Is committed to me.
-She has the innocence of a child and the maturity of adult.
-She balances my over zealousness.
-She talks more with her hands than her mouth... you just have to know her to get it.
-She didn't care when I threw away her favorite shoes that I didn't know where her favorite.
-I own more shoes than her.
-She says things like, "Hey, Matt, Let me do those dishes, my feet are shorter so I can stand closer to the sink."
-She is the best at keeping a conversation going with herself.
-We complete each other's awkward turtle.
-I've never heard her yell, swear, or get upset...not once.
-She is the Better Half.


PS- If Lacee was a riddle that took eternity to solve, I'd take my chances...




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