{Pity Party} Birthday Party

Well here I am, 24 and livin life. My birthday was an odd one this year. For instance, it was my first birthday as a married woman. And unfortunately for Drew, he had to see the dark side of what that meant.

It ended up being a bummer because with short notice to our friends, many people weren't able to come to dinner with us. I'm not going to lie, it hurt. I cried right there at the dinner table in front of Drew, Kyle and Kristin. I was embarrassed, but mostly depressed. I feel like Drew and I are able to make it to nearly everything our friends invite us to, no matter the time frame, but everytime we do try to make plans, still no matter the timeframe, no one is able to make it. (Another reason I can't wait to move out of Redmond and closer to our family and friends.) So, we learned a valuable lesson... Events take planning. I'm just glad it happened with my 24th and not my 25th!

I hope I don't sound too down about my birthday, because I'm really not. I learned another valuable lesson while standing in between Drew and Steph during worship on Sunday. Just because they couldn't make it, didn't mean they didn't want to, or that they didn't love me. I threw myself a pity party for my birthday and I'm not proud of it or happy about it. I'm so very thankful for my loving comments all over my facebook wall and for Kyle and Kristin for graciously coming to the Crab Pot (even though Kyle doesn't like seafood. He had a burger.) and celebrating life with me. I'm thankful for Stephanie wishing to make my birthday better with something that is meaningful to the two of us. I'm thankful for my mother in law for taking me out to lunch on Saturday and for my mother for treating me to getting my nails done on Saturday and lunch on Sunday.

It was a low key birthday and at this age, that should be good enough.

Watch out 25... I will have a fun event even if I have to throw it for myself! I just want all the people I love in one place. :-)

Drew and I at the Crab Pot. Picture taken by the Bishops. (No, I couldn't get rid of the red eye.)

"How can I pray for you today?"

It's an interesting thing when you have a relationship in which you try to keep God centered. You have a different level of respect for your spouse. You find yourself wanting to pray for them, and grateful with they pray for you. You feel stronger, like you can take on anything.

Drew has taken on a role as head of our house. It is his job, no matter how early I wish to go to bed, to come in to the bedroom with me and pray with me. I know it's something he is passionate about, so I also remind him if he forgets or is distracted.

We also have this thing we do when we are talking throughout the day where we ask, "How can I pray for you?". It's monumental the effect it has on our relationship. It's hard to believe that I could love this man any more than I already do, but it just keeps growing! (Like I mind... HA!)

I'm trying to also put it in to play with those that I talk to during the day, too. I started today when I emailed Stephanie. It feels SOOOOOOO good.

My amazing man and I at the races, with the parents + Max.