5 years your wife - in it for life.

I tried to think of something mushy and romantic to say about how much I love my husband. But when I start to think about how much I love him, I cry. 

My love for Mark is so strong that my body cannot contain it and starts to leak. The happiness that he brings into my life makes my heart beat so fast that I start to lose my breath and I feel like i've just run a 5k. 

He is just the greatest gift in mi lode... seriously eyes, you can stop crying now... my life. There we go!

We have come so far for being extremely immature adults who still cycle through watching Family Guy, American Dad, Archer, and Bob's Burgers when we go to bed. From the start of our marriage in Newfoundland, then to Nova Scotia, then to Ontario, then to Manitoba, and back to Ontario, adding three dogs and a cat to the mix, and buying our first house, I think we have come a long way. 

No, our marriage isn't all gumdrops and lollipops - or whatever the kids are saying these days. We bicker... and it's almost always my fault, haha! I am stubborn, but so is he. But we get through it. We listen to each other. We talk it out.

And, most importantly, we learn... that I am always right.

Just kidding (sort of)!

But in all seriousness, I love this man! He deals with my extreme emotions (did I mention I cry?) and my bossiness when it comes to taking photos of me (that I force.. I mean kindly ask him to take). He is not only fearless to be doing the job that he does, but he is also fearless for being with a wack-a-doo like me. And I will never be able to express how much I appreciate and love him for that and everything that he does for me. 

I love you, Marky Mark, Bay, stink-butt, Dah, Ding-dong, and all the other names that we come up with and will come up with - we are pretty much making up our own language.

 Happy Anniversary, Mark. <3

PS. Yes, I did make him go out and take photos with me a few days ago. He is away for our anniversary so I guilted him into this "anniversary session" that I set-up and "shot" myself (you can see Mark and I using the new remote I got in some shots, haha!). 

let me tell you 'bout my best friend.

I hope you sang that. I definitely did when I wrote it. 

Another post about my incredible, outstanding, extremely attractive husband, Mark. 

Yes, he is pretty. Yes, I am jealous. But I digress.

The thing that I love most about being his wife (other than the fact that I am his freakin' wife!) is the fact that I see a side of him that no one else does. 

Everyone is different around certain people. Most of us act accordingly to our surroundings. For me, that entails sitting still, holding my pee for as long as possible, and doing minimal talking. It is around Mark that I can be myself. 

I have witnessed Mark with his friends, trying to act cool, calm, and collected, but he is really just a weirdo - like me! And I do not use the words 'weirdo' or 'weird' lightly. We are so strange sometimes... and I love it! I love that I have found a person that I can make crazy voices around, have the most stupid inside jokes with, have the oddest and most hilarious dance-offs with, and watch The Lord of the Rings (and Family Guy) with over and over and over (I cry every time - at LOTR, not Family Guy!). It makes me so happy that I am able to be my very strange self with someone who is equally (if not more) as strange as I! 

Mark is my greatest treasure in life and I will never be able to thank God enough for him. Everyone needs a Mark! But you may not have mine. I am not willing to share.

Mark is also the one who takes a lot of the photos of me - which he hates doing but is great at! This time, I wanted to get him in front of the camera - which he hates even more. Also, I am too cheap to hire a photographer and took the photo taking into my own hands. :)

Who is the one person you feel most yourself around? What is the weirdest thing you have done together (if you feel comfortable sharing)?