2. Every time I'm setting the table for a meal for Eric and I, I have to pause and think before I pick out the silverware to use. This is the most random thing, but I quickly learned after we got married that Eric and I have completely opposite utensil preferences! It used to be that I'd set the table with what I thought would be the proper utensil for the meal we were having... and then after the prayer, Eric would get up and switch his out for a different one! So here's the two rules I've learned to live by.
Rule #1: If I think that a spoon is the obvious choice for the meal we are having, get Eric a fork. And vice versa. For example: Last night we ate tortellini with a little spaghetti sauce. Obviously a fork would be the utensil of choice for this meal, you've got to stab the little things. WRONG. Eric prefers
his tortellini with a spoon. Literally every single meal we eat, we use opposite utensils. Funny huh?
Rule #2: Utensils are not created equal. We have large utensils and we have slightly smaller utensils. I've never really paid attention before. Eric MUST have the big spoon or the big fork. None of that small utensil business. It drives him absolutely crazy. I, on the other hand, haven't ever given a second thought to the size of our cutlery. But I'm catching on.
I guess I should have seen this coming. When we were registering for our wedding, Eric didn't have very much opinion on a lot of the things we registered for, but oh my land, he spent his sweet time in the silverware aisle.
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4. Speaking of the warm weather, I went running on Saturday. Well it was more quick shuffling with spurts of jogging intermingled in. But oh man it felt so good! I was so excited to go again on Monday morning (once I get back in the jogging habit, there is no stopping)... but... Rexburg decided to send us a blizzard out of no where. So being outside was out of the question.
We had such a great Valentines Day. I'd been giving Eric a hard time the week before V-Day because I told him he had to top what he did last year. We had only been dating for like 2 weeks when Valentines Day came around last year. I was still mission bound and thought I was dating this boy just for fun, so I wasn't expecting ANYTHING special on V-day. I thought we had a mutual agreement that this was not a serious relationship and in my mind that translated to: Valentine's day is not a big deal for us.
Then February 14th came. Right at 7:44 am (one minute before my alarm goes off) I was awoken to my roommate carrying a plate of warm french toast, eggs, bacon and apples with a heart that said, "Will you be my Valentine <3 Eric". What the?!? It didn't end there, I came home from class at around 12:30 and found a dozen pink roses on my table. And then we ended the night with a homemade candlelit dinner and watched my favorite Disney movie, Fox and the Hound. Needless to say, he did pretty good last year.
This year I woke up to breakfast in bed, heart-shaped french toast with strawberries! I wish I had a picture, because it was gorgeous and so delicious! He handed me my plate then went to get his... his plate was filled with all the crusts/scraps leftover from my heart-shaped french toast. Baha. It looked awful!
We also got to go to a baby appointment on Valentine's day and hear our little girl's heartbeat. There was actually no Doctor in the office (Emergency delivery) so we were in and out in like 8 minutes. It was great.
Eric's parents had left on a cruise, so after our appointment we drove straight to IF to hang out with Madi. We ate pizza and sugar cookies and watched Ender's Game. It was just a good day!
6. St. Patrick's Day.
So we wore green and we made some delicious Irish Soda Bread! Pretty festive eh?


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