This week’s top five is all about Timothy! So if you aren’t in the mood for mush, you might want to read someone else’s blog today. Haha!
The Top Five Things I Miss About Timothy
1) Hearing his alarm go off for three solid minutes before he realizes what’s going on and turns it off. And when I get frustrated and punch him in the arm until he turns it off, he never gets mad. Ever. Because he’s a saint.
2) Cooking for him. He’s an absolute joy to cook for. He loves everything and eats everything! And he’s always so appreciative and makes sure to compliment something about the meal.
3) The way he teases me. He makes fun of basically every pair of socks I own. Last night I wore his *favorite* pair (the granny no-nonsense brand ones) and no one noticed. No one made fun of them. No one tried to pull them off so my toes could go free. No one said “I bet you’re not taking any nonsense today, babe!” Yup. I sure miss that boy.
4) His sense of humor. He always has a story of some crazy person coming into his store or a new corny joke. I usually try to roll my eyes and ignore him, but my attempts fail. He cracks me up too much!
5) Experiencing things with him. On this trip, I went to the Dixie Stampede for the first time. I can’t eat chicken on a bone, so imagine my shock when they served me an entire chicken. They just cut the head off, took off the feathers, cooked it, and plopped it on my plate. Oh, and did I mention that you have to eat with your hands?! Oh my. I mean, this seriously should be another post for another day. I’m reliving it right now and it’s not pretty. Back to Timothy. I love experiencing everything with him. I like having his hand to hold when I’m nervous. His eyes to look at when we’re making fun of something but don’t want anyone else to know. His suit coat jacket when I’m cold. His muscles to carry my heavy luggage. His compliments on my hair when I’m stressing about it being a frizz ball. His ability to make absolutely everything an adventure. I miss him.
Well that’s my top five. If you’re reading this, I love you Timothypal Gothra!!! I can’t wait to come home and fix you food!
And to anyone else who may be reading this – thank you so much! I appreciate you taking some time out of your day to read my blog! I hope you all have an amazing weekend.
I’m feeling particularly mushy today because I miss my husband so much.
So here is a post all about love – famous movie love!
“You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”
Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice
“I sing you to me.”
Drover and Lady Sarah Ashley from Australia
Paul Varjak and Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany’s
“I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.”
Joe Fox and Kathleen Kelly from You’ve Got Mail
William: ”I can’t explain it. She makes me feel like a poet.”
Roland: ”Well you may feel like a poet, but you sound like an idiot. You don’t even know her name.”
William and Jocelyn from A Knight’s Tale
Joe Jr.: ”O.K., Lucy, it’s either me or him!”
Joe Jr.: ”You don’t have to answer right away.”
Jack and Lucy from While You Were Sleeping
Josie: ”That thing, that moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.”
Sam and Josie from Never Been Kissed
Those are some of my favorite love movies! What are some of your favorites?
Today I leave for the national Women’s Esprit Conference and won’t come back until Saturday. It will officially be the longest time apart that Timothy and I have experienced since being married.
Of course we’re being dramatic about it. It’s just how we are.
Timothy has already proclaimed that he will go to bed at 8 each night just so the morning will come more quickly. Life isn’t worth living unless we’re together.
I was planning on spending last night cleaning, packing, and getting everything ready but Timothy had other plans. He wanted to celebrate our last night together. To soak up every minute we have together before we’re parted for a week. To live it up.
Are you prepared for this?
After church, we went here …
After we finished our food, Timothy watched this…
And I did this…
Yeah, don’t be jealous of how we “live it up.” Haha!
I love that marriage can make the mundane things exciting. Splurging on a $5 appetizer seems like such a treat. We don’t have cable, so we ate a place where he could watch his favorite team kick off the season. And Timothy even found a booth that was secluded enough that no one could see me knit. (I once had a traumatic knitting-in-public moment so now I get nervous.) And he scooted the condiment/menu holder across the table to me so I could use it to shield myself from people who would laugh at me knitting like a granny. Isn’t he a sweety?
Now if only we can survive these next four days apart. Pray, saints, pray!
I must, must, must make this. I repeat, MUST!
This looks like it could potentially be easy. Just grab some of those hollow cardboard letters that are at every major craft store, wrap them in yarn, add some hot glue here and there, and maybe end up with a gorgeous alphabet masterpiece?!?! Yes, definite must.
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away from making these.
Fire-breathing dragons couldn’t change my mind.
It is a must.
The only question is what color yarn. And the future location of the future gorgeous letters. Perhaps a big “G” on our front door? Maybe a “T” and a “W” for our bookcases? What about the word “love” or “joy” or something like that on some wall? Surrounded with pictures?
Oh my. If we had a baby, I would definitely make his/her name and hang it above the crib. Hmmm. Do you think I could convince Timothy that we need to go ahead and have kids just so I can make this genius letter idea come to life? I think yes.
The creator of these beautiful letters can be found at this etsy store.
A year ago yesterday, two exciting things happened: our church threw us a wedding shower, and we signed the papers for our house.
How cute is this face?! We were so proud that day to be getting our trailer!
Wow, was that actually a whole year ago? It seems like we’ve only been married for a little while!
Wait a second. No way – has it only been a year? I can’t remember when we WEREN’T married!
Either way I look at it, it just doesn’t seem possible that last year at this time we weren’t married.
In some ways, I feel like all of this happened yesterday. Oddly enough, there have been a couple of times where I catch myself making impossible plans. I’ve thought before “man, I can’t wait to get home and take a bubble bath in my perfect bath tub.” And that “perfect” bath tub is the one in my old room at my parents’ house. Hmmm. Then I realize, wait, I’m married! I have my own bath tub! Who cares if it’s really weird and takes an hour to fill up?! I’m married and it’s mine! Muahahaha!!!
Sometimes I feel like I’m playing house. On those days, all of the dishes and dirty bathrooms seem like such an adventure because I’m just playing like I’m a wife. I can take absolutely everything off our bookcases and then rearrange them. Multiple times. Because it’s fun playing house!
On the other hand, sometimes it seems like we’ve been married a loooooong time. Usually those feelings come when I’m paying bills. I’m pretty sure I’ve payed 84,327,190 electric bills since we’ve been married. And don’t even get me started on groceries. In those pre-mrs. days when I was in college, I would routinely spend grocery money on clothes and accessories. Or just spend it all on Starbucks. Now that I’m married, I have to buy groceries every week. My lovely husband keeps eating them! He has no concept of the whole “I may be a little hungry, but at least I look amazing in my new shoes” way of thinking. Silly men.
Some days, marriage just seems like the most natural thing in the world. I was created to be a homemaker. It’s madness to think that a year ago I wasn’t cooking, scrubbing, cleaning, laundering, decorating, knitting, diy-ing, or wife-ing at all.
Last year I was obsessing over wedding topiaries. Now I’m obsessing over house decorations.
Last year Mom & I would talk about stuff while hot gluing peacock feathers to EVERYTHING. Now we talk while grocery shopping.
Last year I was working with our caterer to get the exact kind of mashed potatoes I wanted. (Lumpy, with a little but not a lot of skin, creamy, and garlic-y please. I should probably go thank her for being so nice to me and my pickiness.) Now I make my own. (Except not really because my mashed potatoes always taste weird. So we just don’t eat mashed potatoes. So much for pickiness.)
Last year, I only saw Timothy once or twice a week. Now he is the very first thing I see when I wake up and the very last thing I see before I go to sleep.
Last year I had no clue what marriage would be like. Now I’m writing a blog about it.
My, how things change. Isn’t life wonderful?
I'm honored that you took time to stop by my blog! My name is Whitney, and I'm a diy loving, piano playing, sewing obsessed, thrifty, non-house cleaning, crafty newlywed. I love God, my husband, and life as a wife. If you'd like to know more, just check out my About Me page. Much love!
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