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shit. i've decided to blog.

i'm not sure how big a commitment this is going to be, or if i'll even follow through. but, this way, at least it appears that i am typing furiously while pretending to work, instead of creepily gazing at some friend of a friend's facebook photo album for thirty minutes.

why "glory days"? because, even though it may totally contradict the saying, i feel like i am in my glory days right now.

granted, ten years ago, i was living at the beach, ten (read: at least fifteen) pounds thinner, without a care in the world. just an idiot girl with an awesome tan. now, the bills, the job, the responsibilities, it's all a little overwhelming. but, it's mine...and i get to share it with a guy whose face i really like.

our first dance

i just married the love of my life, we live in a small(ish), but perfectly located, townhouse, and are just starting out on a crazy journey together. we cook dinner, we take trips, we laugh, we have kickass families, we pay the bills, we have amazing friends, we walk the dog, we still get random wedding gifts every so often, we drink wine, we call eachother twelve times a day just to say hi, we dance, we fight over the remote, we grocery shop, we spend lazy Sunday's on the couch with a pizza and we just put up our first Christmas tree as Mr. and Mrs.

we laugh

these are my glory days. and i'm a hundred percent sure, the best is yet to come.

happily ever after begins

 i can't promise i won't share too much. or, at times, make you uncomfortable. but, that's what blogs are for, right? any asshole can write about whatever they want. and this asshole is starting now.

love & rockets,
sarah