In less than a week, it will be our one year anniversary. It's very hard to believe...he and I are actually (happily) tripping about it. Soon, we will be in the year mark and not have to say..."we've been married for six, seven or eight months". Passing that year mark is important because it now shows you've lived with this person for a year, seen how grouchy they are in the morning, how hyper they are before they go to bed (even if it's close to 1a), see how they handle money as one, chores as one and those moments where you just don't feel like talking. You just want to chill in silence. My husband has really put through some tests with me! I have to admit...not ashamed to say that I'm somewhat hard to live with. I'm an writer who is independent and have no problems with being with oneself. In fact I love time alone because I can clear my head and start at thought one instead of thought 100 all of the time. He's had to deal with my emotions (lack thereof) and me...well, my wonderful husband is on the longest Star Wars kick ever. I thought it would fade a little but it's still going strong so to love him is to love all. I think he's starting to understand my love for singing and dancing in my own interpretations of my favorite movies and t.v. shows such Wizard of Oz, Annie and Living Single. Don't judge peeps. :) *insert my dramatic actor face.

I think the only thing that he didn't quite grasp when we got married is that my hair and how it is not like his or female peers. When we were dating, he didn't see how long it took for me to do my hair or when getting my hair done at the salon. It always makes me laugh when he asks why it takes so long or Why don't you just put a cap on. I could but not if we're going to be out all day and seeing people. Running to the gas station, grabbing some Mickey Ds cokes-sure but I'm going to represent him just like I would want him to represent me. That doesn't mean that I'm dressing to the nines and putting curls in my hair every day but still, I do want to at least look a smidge okay. So one of the lessons I think my husband has learned in our first year of marriage is don't mess my hair. Happy marriage!