No more weekends…

It’s crazy to think that I have no free weekends from now until we’re back from our honeymoon. We’re now less than 2 months away from the wedding & it’s all becoming so real, so quick. We have a lot to do, but we couldn’t be more excited for that day to hurry and get here. If David had the wedding plans his way, (and believe me he’s made this clear numerous times), he would have BBQ and horseshoes in East Waco. First of all, that sounds great, but we can have BBQ and horseshoes any day of the week. It’s not every day that we get married, right? LADIES? Second of all, mosquitoes and Ashley do not get along, and working in the hospital has made me very cautious of West Nile. Lately, I’ve been scaring myself into thinking I will be a “psycho” mom, like those carrying a full-size first aid kit in their purse along with other things that may not be normal. For instance, I’ve been carrying my “ Deep Woods OFF” spray everywhere. And seriously, why am I the ONLY one spraying myself down when I am outside? Ok, I may have a little anxiety—but if you ask David, he’ll say that I analyze until I come up with the worst possible scenario. I like to think that I am a very responsible person who must be super mature and prepared. So you see our different ways of thinking, right? We can save the discussion of the man’s way of thinking versus a woman’s for another blog post. Despite our differences, we have one definite thing in common: we know we could not be more blessed to have the most wonderful, loving, and generous family/friends a couple could ever have.  More than anything, I am thankful for such a go-with-the-flow and quiet (when need be) fiance—who has been extra involved, building things for me and running errands when asked. It gives me a clear indication of how he’ll be as a husband and I am so very lucky. We are so excited to begin this new chapter in our lives; having a place of our own, where we’ll start a family and eventually grow into a big one.

David and I at our shower today. 9-15-12


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