I love weekends because it means that I get to spend lots of time with the hubby. Whether that time is spent exploring the wilds of Missouri together, buying lightbulbs for the house, researching gas grills, or in the confines of our living room watching an endless cycle of Downton Abbey episodes on the newly acquired AppleTV...I treasure these days.
I suppose that seems silly considering all of my days are seemingly a wide-open calendar of Saturdays and Sundays. I also imagine that once I have children and potentially go back into the workforce, weekends will be even more of a precious commodity to Matt and I. Still, in the burgeoning months of our newlywed-dom and increased time together, I enjoy knowing that each and every weekend I will be with my husband, and not a hundred miles away.
In that vein, Matt and I were both astonished as we realized that today marked our three month anniversary! Barring my sojourn in Ohio, this is the first time we've seen each other nearly every day for 90 days straight since 2004!
In celebration, we had a bit of a brunch - a sampling of sandwiches, crackers, veggies, cheeses and fruit, all created by my husband and waiting for me upon my return home from church this morning. I contributed to the soiree by bringing home some Prosecco. We toasted to us, to the occasion of surpassing Kim Kardashian's 72 days of holy matrimony, and to the 279th anniversary of the founding of Georgia by James Oglethorpe (a fact we learned from a "This Day in History" site - which we thought interesting since we got engaged and married in the thirteenth colony).
We toasted to 90 days, 90 months, and 90 years more. A toast we extend to all of our family and friends, knowing that time - be it days or years - is but a twinkling in the eyes of eternal love.
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