Three Years

  On this day, three years ago, I married the love of my life. We were blessed to have so many of our friends and family members with us in Jackson as we started our lives together. Though Patrick doesn't remember much of our wedding (I think he was just too overwhelmed), I remember all the details including the gold chairs that I wanted and my mom surprised me with on the day of the wedding and our Chicago Bears and Cubs ornaments just for Patrick. I loved that my friends sang at my wedding and that my friend played violin at our wedding and another who recited the scripture. I thoroughly enjoyed the music at our wedding and cried a little, but laughed when we could hardly get Patrick's ring on his finger but now it will fly off at a moment's notice. I loved our reception and although we didn't get to eat anything really, I think our food was pretty good. Our band was fantastic and I loved that pretty much everyone was out on the dancefloor at some point. My cousin had my Mama Mil dancing until she had to stop because of "her heart palpitations". Yup, it rocked. And poor Hunter Gibson and the Gators had to play Sweet Home Alabama twice since the bride *ahem* was talking to an Alabama fan in the main room while they played it the first time.

  We took a "mini-moon" to Birmingham after the wedding since I was still in nursing school and we only had three days before I had to go back to school. But we made up for it on our first anniversary as we spent it in St. Lucia. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. You should really go sometime. And I want to go back again now!

  Our second anniversary, we spent down in Tampa visiting Patrick's family but snuck away to Bern's Steakhouse for our anniversary dinner. It was absolutely delicious and such a fun experience while we ate our dessert in our little cubby and toured the behind the scenes wine cellar.

   So on this third anniversary, what are we doing? Well, the hubs is home from work early and we are watching our recorded shows on the couch on this rainy day. Nothing like starting out the new year sick (thanks, P), but at least I have this week off from work and I'm glad Pat is here instead of out of town like we thought he was going to be. I'm hoping that I'll be better by this weekend, so we might partake in a glass of champagne celebrating the new year (since I had to work) and our anniversary! Since we thought Pat was going to be out of town this week, we celebrated early last Monday night at Canoe. I had the African squash soup, but it was too sweet for my taste (try it at Woodfire Grill and you will agree) and P had the mussels for his appetizer. Then I had the beef tenderloin and substituted the pork tenderloin's side of risotto instead of whatever was supposed to go with the beef and I was quite happy I did that as the risotto was amazing. Patrick ordered the rabbit with ravioli which was okay. For dessert, I had the creme brulee and P had the chocolate grotto. I enjoyed mine, but prefer a deeper dish for my creme brulee because the top can get a little overwhelming. Patrick really enjoyed his and I think we would rate it about a 7 out of 10. I did enjoy our little booth though it would have been nice to have two more people because I hate it when couples sit next to each other in a booth when it's just the two of them. It weirds me out for some reason, but overall, it was a nice dinner and I enjoyed being with my P.

Why Hello, 2011!

  Happy New Year, friends!! I wish we could have had an exciting night but I had to work this morning and 5:45 comes early. (Oh, who am I kidding, I don't wake up until 6am and Pat would correct me on here otherwise!) Sometimes, I wish that the hospitals could shut down for the holidays just like schools do and some businesses, but alas, people are always sick. My dad was on call this weekend too, so at least that made me feel better. The highlight of my night was not our steak and risotto dinner, but the fireworks that I could have sworn were being set off in our house at 12:30am! I woke P up because I thought someone was in our house! Haha!

  My New Year's resolution is to run a half marathon in the fall. I'm a little nervous but my bestest is a fabulous runner (remember, she ran the 5K with me this year), so I'm hoping she can help me plan for it. Now I just have to start running again. *sigh*

  I just wanted to send out a thanks for all my readers and yay, I now have 10 followers! Sweet! I hope y'all had a fantastic new year's and that this year will be the very best!

Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad!

Today is my parent's 35th wedding anniversary! I want to wish y'all a very happy anniversary even though it involves traveling to see my grandparents and back. My parents had to get married in December while my dad was on break from medical school and when we were little, we would always drive up to see my grandparents in Alabama on Christmas Day and then drive back home on my parents' anniversary. Mama Mil always takes a picture of them in the same spot of her house for as long as I can remember and I'm assuming they did it again today!

  I hate that I'm not there to celebrate with y'all, but I love both of you very much!! Thank you for showing me the important things to remember in a marriage and I hope that Patrick and I can still be as happy as y'all when we reach our 35th anniversary!

  Cheers to you, Mom and Dad! Love y'all!!

A Year Ago Today

  Last year on this day, Patrick and I were driving back to Atlanta from Birmingham after we had picked up our little bundle of joy from our breeder (http://www.tresaithcorgis.com/). Yes, this little man became ours one year ago and it's hard to believe that he's only been with us for a year!

  Patrick surprised me one night after I came home from work and said, "Well, I was going to wait until Christmas, but you need to know this sooner...." He had e-mailed our breeder, Janet, and she had one boy corgi from an October 10th litter that was still available if we wanted to go to Birmingham and see him. Patrick showed me a picture (actually, 2 boys were available, but a family was coming to see the other one) and of course, I was in love. You see, I have grown up with corgis since I can remember. My mom has had 4 corgis total and I told P that although he is a golden retriever man, I have to have my corgi. Merry Christmas to me! P and I drove to Birmingham and I immediately fell in love with my little man. I told Patrick that I hoped he really did want a dog because now we had to get him since I had seen him. My dad knew P was a goner.

  Anyways, we picked Wrigley, "Tresaith's Field of Dreams" up on December 26, 2009 and I have loved him ever since. Of course, he is a mama's boy and is quite the little scaredy cat, but I love him to pieces even though he chewed on my door frame and chewed up a piece of my hardwood floors in the dining room. It's ridiculous how many pictures I have taken of him from the last year, but these pictures are from the first few days we had him (we had to tape his ears and oh, how he hated that!!) and I love them! I kind of wish that there was a miniature corgi because they are just so darn precious at this size!!

  All I have to say is that I'm thankful for my husband for giving me the best gift last year and creating our family of three! He cracks me up and I could go on and on, but I'll leave you with a few more pictures of my little bundle of joy who has truly become my first child.

 My most favorite picture of Wrigley to date (first vet visit)

Pat used to be able to hold him with one arm