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. 

Love quote+My love

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

-Louis de Bernières

My darling husband, we are one tree whose roots will continue to knit together eternally. 

real college students eat ramen

You know those people who never try new things? Who eat the same thing at the same restaurant every Friday night? Who follow the recipe card to a T? Well, that would be me. I am terrified to even look at the spice rack. I hate thinking about food and if one would go well with another. I like the basics. Nothing fancy.

The husband, on the other hand, is a little experimentalist. He likes the hot sauce, the onion, the oregano (I don't even know what that's used for). So. Today I am cooking my very basic lunch with my very trusty Ramen noodles and he starts adding the most random things. 2 eggs, ginger, and Sriracha sauce. How does he even think of these things?

Turns out it was amazing. I think I'll leave the cooking up to him from now on.