Hi folks!
So it's been awhile (as usual), and it's been a crazy whirlwind of busy-ness. The new job is great--apart from putting in 60+ hours a week, and I'm going to FINALLY graduate next month.
Tristan is 8 months old, crawling, babbling, standing by furniture, and getting into everything! He's nothing short of amazing.
Yesterday was our anniversary. We went to dinner at olive garden per usual, and rented The Vow, which was pretty decent.
The night was wonderful, but I couldn't help feeling like maybe he'd propose to me. I kind of thought he would...I guess I was wrong. Maybe one day.
Until then--
