happy birthday love

It's R's birthday today and I figured he needed a little shout out.
I love to celebrate people's birthday's, especially Ryley's. 1. because I love him most and
2. he loves his birthday and I think it's so cute.
I love having a reason to decorate and buy presents and plan parties. love it.
I also love husbands and marriage and best friends so it just makes for a great day.
{but all of that will come on later posts, after all the fun has been had}

Today I wanted to talk about Ryley.
I am truly a luck person to have this man in my life.
Here are a few personals about my man that you may like to know...

When Ryley was little his nick name was Dennis the Menace because he was everywhere. My favorite story is when he was being baby sat. Ryley was being naughty and so the baby sitter sent him to his room. Ryley, I think being around 3 or 4 wanted to get back at her. So he opened his window to make it look like he had escaped and then he emptied his toy box, crawled in with his favorite blanket, put toys on top of him, and closed the lid. A few minutes later the baby sitter came in to find little Ryley only to discover that he was gone. She freaked out and searched everywhere. Finally she had to call his parents. This whole time Ryley stayed in his toy box. He had fallen asleep and his mom came home and found him passed out under all of his toys. Seriously, who does that? So cute, and yet I'm a little scared to have our own little Ryley's.

Favorite food  is Chinese. We drive 20 minutes at least once a week to get our favorite Golden Jade melt-it-your-mouth Schezwan chicken. Ahhh so amazing.

R's job or future job is going to be in graphic design and photography. R just finished college and is looking for a solid job. He is incredibly talented. I love watching him work [I admit, it some times stresses me out too] because his thought process and ideas are completely different than mine. I never know what he's thinking or how he's going to solve the problem, but he always does. [if you need a logo or any graphic design work done let me know. He's your man]

Ryley hates pasta because it's mushy, or so he says. [he's hated it ever since he was little when forced to eat it, no fault of his parents, he's just that stubborn to hate it forever after being forced] But he LOVES to mush up grahm crackers with milk, loves cake with milk, loves oatmeal. All mushy foods. Do I understand this? No. Do I tease him about it? Of course.

Ryley's hair has been getting longer and longer as you have seen if you've kept up on my spastic blogging. His newest goal is to not cut it until Hayden, his little bro, comes home from Chili next year. Ha. I'll love it/laugh if he does. Secretly I know he wants to keep it long for our trips this summer so the sun will bleach out his golden locks and he'll become even more sexy than he already is.

One last fact. R loves sci-fi movies. Loves them.  Any movie that has crazy creatures, or space, or time travel, or anything just plain weird he loves. I'm still trying to cope with this one, but I definitely get a new flavor of films now that I'm married!

Seriously I am such a happy and lucky person. I am truly blessed to have this man in my life. He is my home. I hope you have a wonderful day! I love you      

Happy Brithday

Ryley's birthday turned out great.
During the day it didn't rain.
We got to hike R Mountain
and enjoy taking pictures + eating lunch + flying kites
During the evening all our close friends came and ate sushi with us
R ate a roll of only fish eggs. Slightly disturbing.
[I did try them and they were actually not bad]
We then headed home to eat some cake and relax.
R was surprised with his new watch.
I'm so lucky to be married to my best friend.

just take a look

at my man.
he's beautiful.
but in a manly way

Who knew that you could get
looks + brains + laughs
in one person.

Story purely for amusement...

I always here stories about R as a little boy. So cute. So smart. So out of control. One of my favorite stories is when R was around 3 or 4 he was being baby sat. Obviously he did something naughty because the babysitter sent him to his room. Ryley, being the devious person he is wanted to get back at her. He opened his window so it looked like he ran away, but he didn't leave. He then proceeded to take all the toys out of his toy box. He lined the bottom with his favorite blankey. And then he laid inside, putting all the toys back on top of him, and closed the lid. The babysitter came in and couldn't find R anywhere. She called his parents who came home and they all searched. After 3 hours his mom finally found R sound asleep in his toy box. What 4 your old come up with a plan so brilliant and executes? It makes me so excited + scared to have kids and see what kind of trouble they get into.

daily rituals

What do you do all day R?

Must do's

R must check theawesomer.com,new movie trailers, whiskeymilitia.com, email, and youtube at least once a day.

R must play his ps3 for [at least] 30 minutes. This must be done while sitting 2 feel from tv

R prefers, but doesn't always get, a big cup of juice [grape] with every meal & snacks

He must have 2 Q-tips after a shower to clean out his ears until they shine

He has to sleep on the side of the bed closest to the door [to be the first one to an intruder]

He always has a turkey tail in his hair when he wakes up, and 6 out of 7 days has one the entire day.

He prefers watching AFV over Kathy Lee & Hoda in the mornings. Obviously.

He definitely needs a hug + kiss from his lil wife every morning + night

And he even admits now that he needs me in the bed to fall asleep.

R for Relaxed

(R snoozen on our honeymoon road trip it Newport)

One thing Ryley has got going for him is relaxation.

Relaxation as in sleep. Well sure.

Ryley never stresses [besides his graphic design class, but that's impossible not to]

He is always, I mean always, up for a party.

He doesn't worry about what he has to get done. He'll do it later.

R loves chillen on our couch and watching movies. He could watch a movie a day at least

When his head hits the pillow at night he's dead to the world in 30 seconds flat.

[this makes bedtime convo frustrating or entertaining or both]

His calmness rubbs off on me.

When I'm worried about finishing something or being somewhere on time or R finishing his homework

R is always calm and he helps me wind down.

He gives me a hug.

He rubs my feet.

He forces me to lay by him and just be.

He's wonderful

Seven Days of R: day 7

7 days until R's birthday

R's birthday is coming up.

Instead of celebrating him one day I choose to do 7.

[like Hanukkah or something]

Today I love Ryley because he still, after 3 years, gets me laughing so hard my body goes into convulsions and I can't get up, can barely breath, and almost pee my pants. I said almost.

Last night we somehow decided it would be a good idea to play tag. With just us 2. In our shoebox apartment. Clothes optional. [teasing] [sort of] R took off and hid in a really good spot. Couldn't find him. When I finally did, he screamed which sent me jumping/flailing about. I did tag him at least. We proceeded to run around the house for a good 10 minutes chasing diving and lunging for the "touch-back" I know we sound weird, maybe even messed up. But I'll tell you I haven't laughed that hard in months.

Ryley has a gift.

He can make anyone smile.

Especially me.

And I'll be smiling forever.

I love you

love, me

Part 2

My husband, Ryley, knows how to make you feel like a million bucks on your birthday. First, I wake up in the morning to R singing me happy birthday while carrying in a gourmet breakfast in bed which included stuffed french toast, bacon, hash-browns, oj, and chocolate milk. Yum.

After school and work R took me to get my favorite food in Rexburg, a Millhallow turkey bacon sandwich. Some of you might think it's weird getting a sandwich for your bday dinner, but that's because you haven't tasted these juicy delicious Millhallow sandwiches.

And last, R blindfolded me and took me into a room full of all my favorite people and threw me a surprise pool party.He made me a beautiful 5 layered cake all by himself. He bought me a beautiful leather jacket that I've been drooling over forever. But mostly he made me feel like the happiest and most loved girl in the world.

Thank you everyone who came and spent the day with me. This goes down as best birthday ever.

Birthday Pool Party

Yes. My husband threw me a pool party for my birthday. Yes. My husband is the greatest. Yea. It was so much fun. And YES. We wish you were all there.

More coming soon...

Birthday Wishing

It's getting close to my birthday again and I am just day dreaming of all the beautiful things I would love to have. Really if I could have Anthropologie dress me every day I would be the happiest girl in the world.

I want want want some colored tights, but am nervous to take the plunge. Do you think I could pull it off?

Oh this would look so good on my wrist!