he's golden.

golden birthday:

a person's birthday when they turn the age of their date of birth.

today is lovebird's golden birthday.

{can i get a woot woot?}

we plan on spending the morning together doing something birthday-ish.

{given the fact we both work/dance from 12-10. lame, right?}

i'm thinking breakfast in bed or an early lunch date...?

one thing is for certain: no matter how late we get home,

we will have a feast of gelato, because that's lovebird's favorite. 

remember this birthday and then this one?

i can't believe he's 26 already.

or the fact that it's been over two years since i met lovebird.

it feels like yesterday when we: 

were giddy in love as we explored our city together.

{san francisco is where we fell madly in love}

 spent our evenings skyping due to our long distance relationship,

took turns hoping on a plane just about every weekend or so to visit each other. 

planned our wedding and indulged in a romantic honeymoon.

moved into our little home, jumped into new schools and jobs and made new friends.

which brings us to now...

lovebird is growing up. 

26 will be a good year- i can feel it in my blood.

big decisions are about to be made.

good thing they say golden birthdays bring a lucky year-

hopefully we'll have luck on our side as we plan our little future. 

26 sounds old, but oh-so young at the same time.

we have a lifetime of love to look forward to.

and that my friends, is what i look forward to most.

the fact that lovebird is mine and will be forever.

i'm excited to celebrate many more birthdays together.

all i know, is winnie the pooh said it best:

"if you live to be one hundred, i want to live to be a hundred minus one day so i never have to live without you."

to him:

happy golden birthday!

you are my everything:

my "shugg", my better half, my lover, 

my "shorter" half, my companion, my source of laughter, 

my inspiration, my partner in crime, my shoulder to cry on...

but most of all you are my best friend.

have the happiest of birthdays today. 

i love you.

xo

listen up, gents.

and boy, do i love my gent.

i've caught a good one.

lovebird is the epitome of a gentleman.

by the books, he does all the 'right' things.

you know, those stereotypical gentleman rules:

opens the door for me always.  

says his pleases and thank you's. 

doesn't burp out loud {partly because i won't let him}. 

walks on the outside of the street. so protective. 

surprises me with kisses, flowers and gifts regularly.

wears bow ties.

is beyond loyal and trustworthy.

can totally rock the 5 o'clock shadow.

tells me i'm beautiful every single day. 

{not joking. even when we both know i look like poo.}

 listens intently to what i'm saying. that's big.

loves sports, but will sit through a ballet.

holds the priesthood and has an unwavering testimony.

is quick to forgive and forget.

supports his wife {that's lucky me} in every circumstance.

looks sexy in pj's and sharp in a suit.

talks of his mother, often. 

{that's when you know you've really caught a good one.}

strong and manly, yet sensitive and emotional. 

obedient and dependable.

and is my best friend.

that's the list of a true gentleman.

oh, how i love him.

congratulations {overdue}!

i'm slightly embarrassed that i'm just now getting around to

posting about lovebird's new job.

{which isn't so new anymore.}

he got a job at apple! {insert cheer here}

lovebird was born to work for apple.

either that- or he was born to own too many of their products. 

this job was a match made in heaven.

he has loved everything about it.

his new friends, learning the "secrets", exploring the products, and so much more.

the only thing he has hated:

not having time to do his homework.

the hiring process was crazy; and after a handful of interviews and two hiring seminars,

we had the feeling he hadn't made the cut.

but, it turns out he did. 

they loved him. and i'm not surprised. 

the "one" thing i love most about his job: his enthusiasm in coming home

and telling me the new trick he learned. or something fascinating about apple. 

i love the stories about the fun and crazy people he helps.

oh, and of course the perks. period.

the "one" thing i hate: feeling like we never see each other.

that's what we get for having extremely busy schedules on opposite days.

poor planning, on our behalf. maybe...?

oh, and i hate that he has to work on black friday from sun up to sun down.

who is going to decorate and go shopping with me?

any takers?

anyway- we are both thrilled about this job of his.

its always good to work. earn money. and learn.

congrats lovebird! 

picture: the day he found out, i came home with one of his favorite treats:

an orange mango smoothie from starbucks. i customized his drink just a tad. 

one, two, black and blue.

well, it the week we've all been waiting for.

okay, more so the week lovebird has been desperately waiting it's arrival.

he finally 'went under' the big knife and had his surgery on his ACL.

may 17, 2011.

what a day.

for me, it was... 

a day of waiting with diet cokes, hospital blankets, and pretzels.

a day of patience, nerves and gratitude that my mom was with me. 

for him, it was...

a day that was well anticipated and well needed.

a day of pain pills, loopiness, a cold table, a lack of remembrance,

crutches, doctors, nurses and a breathing "toy".

all went well with the surgery.

and i'm here to tell you, he is off to a speedy recovery already.

our summer may be less active than we'd like,

but that won't stop us from having fun.

we are looking for days on our patio, sitting by our pool,

reading book upon book and road trips home.

and a big thanks to midge for being her for the week.
we couldn't have done it without her. 
it was one of the happiest weeks of my life.
i'm so lucky to have such an awesome mother. 

nose nightmare

wanna hear something funny?

last night, we were both dead asleep when all of a sudden....

whack!

lovebird somehow managed to elbow me hard and nailed me 'smack dab' in the nose.

i woke up with instant tears. 

it happened all so fast.

i didn't know what to think and neither did he.

he hadn't realized he did it. 

and i was trying my hardest not to hate him for the pain i was now feeling.

my nose is still tender to touch today.

right now, as we snuggle in bed, we are laughing about it.

i mean, what are the chances?

certainly a funny moment. 

{painful one too}

{i have a feeling my face looked somewhat like this when i woke up}

picture via colin smith

goodnight nose, lovebird, long day 

and a very good night to you. 

roses

i know i've already told you a million times that i am the luckiest girl to be married to such a handsome stud... but i must tell you some more. get this...

the other day, i was having a "terrible, horrible, no good very bad day" and as the day seemed to go on, things didn't let up. being at work all morning, 
lovebird didn't really know the status of my day.

and ironically, just at the nick of time, a "messenger boy" {aka lovebird} 

walked into work with a bouquet of roses. orange roses.

"a delivery for elease stice" he said. simply embarrassing me.

he handed me the roses, i pounced him with a few kisses

and he continued to deny that he was my husband. he was a messenger boy, duh.

he left in a flash. and i was left a work. feeling so much better.

the roses were the perfect fix to a rotten day.

oh, and of course hearing that i had the most romantic, handsome and 
awesome husband from all of my co-workers certainly brightened the day as well.

p.s. if you haven't already, you MUST read this classic children's book. 

it certainly will be a book upon the future shelf in my nursery one day.