Just a tidbit about Chris.

It has been over one week since Chris started his new job!

Chris went from being a program coordinator at Primary Childrens Medical Center to being clinic manager up at the North Temple Clinic in Salt Lake! 

I am beyond proud of him.

Chris is one of the hardest working people I know, and I'm not just saying that because I'm his wife. 

I don't know about you, but if I had to drive up to Salt Lake and back every day, I would make a beeline for the couch as soon as I walked through the door. 

Not Chris.

What does he do?

More work.

He'll walk in from work, change his clothes, and then just start working on little projects around our house!

I can't help but love and hate this quality about him...

Love that he works so hard, hate that he doesn't take time to relax for himself or with me (and yes, I am aware at how selfish that sounds, and probably is).

This is why I know this new job is stretching him quite a bit. As soon as he walked through the door on Friday, I could just see it on his face.

stress.

As soon as he got home from work, he just went straight up to bed, where a couple of minutes later I found him zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'n (sleep is the way he deals with stress).

That's when my wife-heart kicked in, and going to watch him play ward ball that night didn't seem like such a tragedy anymore, even if it was on our "date night."

What I realized as I watched Chris play ward ball was that not once did I hear him complain about his new job the whole week. Not once.

Then I fell in love with him all over again.

And to top it all off, this guy took me to Chili's and a Jazz game the next day!

I am so blessed to have such a hard working, optimistic, loving husband.

I have a serious problem...

Okay, okay.

 Maybe it's not a SERIOUS problem...but it's definitely a problem.

I cry.

every.single.day.

Not because I'm sad, but because I'm happy! Well, most of the time it's because I'm happy... I think? Maybe happy isn't the right way to explain this crying problem I have. It almost feels like my body isn't capable of handling so much happy at once. It's like a big, air-filled ball of happy rises up in my chest when I get really happy or excited, and the only way to get it out is through my eyes haha. Did I mention that this ball of happy usually comes around at the most ridiculous times? Because that's kind of the reason it's a problem. 

The silliest things trigger my eyeballs to start shooting out tears! I'm telling you this right now because I just finished wiping my tears away after a girl at my work came and found me just to tell me that an old lady that I had just got off the phone with, called back to customer service just to say that I was the nicest person she's ever talked to on the phone (don't worry, I held it together while the girl from customer service told me this). This actually isn't even bad compared to the things that have and still do make me cry. The sample list that I'm about to share with you isn't something I'm exactly proud of...

THINGS THAT MAKE ME CRY 

-Google commercials

-singing really loud

-The Ellen Show

-the end of the movie Bring It On when they do their cheer routines

-the opening credits of The Hunger Games

-when someone else cries (happy or sad)

-the song "Call Me, Maybe"

-cheering for Justin Bieber at his concert

-having a good song come on while I'm running

-zumba

-things I learn at school (I may or may not have cried in math class at a youtube video my teacher showed us...)

 -when the primary sings

There is so much more I could add to the list, but I'll stop before you REALLY start judging me :) 

Someone please tell me they cry at things like this too?! 

My first.

...post! 

I'm not gonna lie, this is a little terrifying for me. I have always told myself that I would never have a blog. Not because I didn't want one, but because I thought I couldn't. For a long time I convinced myself that I wasn't interesting enough. I don't have any kids, I don't do photography, I don't do hair, I don't create recipes--why on earth should I have a blog?!

It wasn't until a week ago that I sat down and realized how happy I am with where I'm at in my life. I just kept thinking to myself, "what more could I ask for?" I just got married to the love of my life, I have a job, I go to a great school (go, cougs!), I live in a beautiful home, and I have the most amazing family and friends I could ever ask for. Honestly, what more do I need? Nothing. I am so blessed. I am in love with my life right now, which is why I want to share it with you! 

On another note: Happy 2 Months to us!

I'd get used to seeing this handsome guy on the blog... He's the biggest (and best) part of my life.

I love you, Chris! Thanks for the best two months of my life. Can't wait for the rest of eternity with you!

xoxo