You say it's your birthday?

It's my birthday too, yeah! 

So, I'm really bad with numbers. As in remembering which number goes to what important fact, person, date, whatever. Last year at this time Paul's birthday was coming up and I for the life of me, could not remember the date. Was it the 10th? 18th? 12th? I felt so embarrassed because at that point in our relationship I should have known at least the date of his birth! Turns out it was the 8th. Thank you Facebook for saving my butt. (seriously, I had to turn to fb to tell me my future husbands birthday.. ugh). 

This year was different though.. I wrote it everywhere so there was no way I couldn't remember my baby's special day. so pathetic. Do you know whats even more pathetic? My manager at work asked me how old Paul was turning.. "umm.. 23. oh no wait I think 22. crap!" See? numbers are dumb. (He was turning 23). 

I absolutely was SO excited for his birthday though. I was determined to make it a good one. 

We woke up at our normal time to get ready for work and school. I told him I would be home a little later in the day because work would be really busy that day (ha lies!). We parted ways, him going to school and me supposedly going to work (did he really think I was going to go to work on his birthday??)  Instead I went to our local and delicious donut bakery to get my baby his favorite treat. I came back to the apartment with a dozen donuts, balloons, cake, lunch, and a wrapped present. I didn't over do it at all. I was so giddy and excited for him to come home that I texted him saying "wow work is really crazy today, wish I was home with you!" When he finally returned, I had a happy birthday sign on the door, some yummy lunch and had our favorite song jammin. He was just too cute walking through that door with that "what the!" look on his face. 

The remainder for the day was full of new ties, ALDO shoes, sushi, popcorn, and cuddling. I think I may have had a better day than Paul! The entire day I kept thinking how lucky I am to get to spend every birthday with this babe. He is absolutely e v e r y t h i n g to me. 

Smell that Sulfur?

Yes, and a lot of it.

Last week we heard some of our Ragar fam were heading to Yellowstone for a bit and thought it would be a good time for Paul and I to finally make the drive there (Paul has been dying to go since hmm.. I met him). We made our way there yesterday and turns out we had a bit of some trouble finding those Ragars. I mean, Yellowstone is pretty big.. add no cell service.. then add our complete lack of communication before hand. We had no idea where they were (and sometimes where we were), so we decided to go off on our own to make the trip the best we could.

And before the picture over load, can we just take a minute to recognize how adorable my husband is? Seriously. Who is this guy?

While we were soaking all the beauty in with the many thousands of people doing the same, I thought a lot about those people. Most people spend thousands of dollars and travel thousands of miles to be right where we were standing. Some people only dream about visiting such a place. We have the blessing to get up and go for a day, only spend a few dollars, and then return home.

I'm just saying, I love where I live.