Tears of Laughter

Yesterday Chris and I were reminiscing about some funny moments

from our dating and early married times.

It started with me pointing out that I've only seen him cry twice-

once when he proposed and the other when we got married :)

He says that he was just nervous and his voice was shaking

when he sang me my song the day he proposed,

but I know the truth-there were legitimate tears :)

That got us talking about my emotional side...

I always told him when we were dating that I never cried,

which was true, I was never a cry-er...until late college haha.

He reminded me about the time I had his whole birthday planned out

with doing fun activities and finishing the day making him a nice meal,

which is a very rare occurrence.

I ended up getting really sick that day and trying SO hard to cook.

He came over and saw me bending over at the stove trying

not to throw up.  He was so sweet and took me to the couch,

turned on the TV, put a blanket over me, and told me he would finish dinner.

When he looked back over at me, I was bawling on the couch.

I felt so bad that he had to make his own birthday dinner.

He told me last night how he was so confused

and how he felt like he just made things worse,

when really, I was just an emotional wreck cause I really wanted to impress him

and epically failed!

Since being married, I've had my fair share of emotional days.

The main thing that makes me really stressed and insecure

is...of course....cooking.

It's such a dumb thing to get so worked up about, and I've gotten better,

but when we first got married, it was awful.

I felt like now that I was married, I needed to all of a sudden

be a fantastic cook and take care of my hubby,

but it did NOT come that easily.

Chris said that funniest emotional breakdown I had was when I had

planned to make his favorite meal that he gets from Cheesecake Factory

(and it's kind of a complicated recipe but I was excited to try)

I got all the ingredients from the store and that night

was about to get cookin!

Then I realized that one of the most important ingredients, mozarella cheese,

was not in the fridge.  I thought I had some and didn't buy any.

My emotions were all out of whack from stupid birth control

anyways, but this threw everything over the edge.

Chris looked over from the living room and didn't see me in the kitchen anymore.

Cause I was on the kitchen floor....in the fetal position, CRYING

because I didn't have  mozarella cheese.

He had to come over and console me and tell me it'd be ok cause we had string cheese.

That wasn't good enough for me, I had ruined our special meal.

Again, Chris was at a loss for how to deal with his crazy irrational wife haha.

Anyways, talking about all of that last night I was in tears, but this time

cause I was laughing so hard.

I love that we can look back at things like that and make fun of

how ridiculous it was.

On a complete side note, I've decided I am pretty much a vampire zombie.

You know things are bad when you lay out by the pool for 30 minutes.....
at nine oh clock in the morning....when it's cool and overcast...

and you come home with DISTINCT tan lines.

I am almost transparent, but hopefully

I'll be able to adjust my schedule more this summer

so I can take some time and be out in the sunlight like normal human beings.