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Its been awhile, much has happened. I'm a Mrs. now, not much in the grand scheme of things but in my little world, a freaking huge deal.

Married life is so much more then I ever imagined. Its amazing, and awful, and exciting and boring, and, and.... it is something completely all its own.

Brandon is my best friend who I wouldn't mind bashing over the head with a shovel sometimes. He is my defender, and my rock. As rocks go though sometimes I want to move it out of the way but it won't budge, as defenders go I don't get a choice what he defends me from.

Marriage is a win, lose, win situation. At first its a win cuz you have this promise from somebody you cherish that they are yours forever. Lose because you don't realize till its all said and done that marriage is a never ending battle. Win, because if you keep on fighting it is the most rewarding experience you can imagine. Granted that is only if both parties are on board.

It is now almost six months since the wedding ( Pat on the back for me). We bought a house and a car, and I want a puppy for Christmas. Money is not really something we argue over but house cleaning defiantly is. I can tell I have rubbed off on him because he likes spicier food now, David Bowie, and Star Trek: Next Generation. I can tell he has rubbed off on me because I drink like a true Irish woman, I play computer games, and I am addicted to Asian food. In fact I am learning the art of Thai cooking.

He hates when I am cranky right after waking up, I hate that he sneaks smoking in the house. I over feed his fish and he NEVER feeds the cats. A messy house to me is perfectly fine to him. I want to take baths together, he wants to watch football together. We both want to be together forever.