I knew that I had a blog and that in the past I would occasionally write in it. Upon review, I learned that I haven't touched said blog since the Christmas entry by Brynn. I will make more regular attempts to post.
Lately, I've been making preparations for Brynnie's 1st birthday party . . . can it be that a year has already whizzed by? Seriously, the fastest 12 months in human record have just blown through the Buell house, but it feels like the quantity and quality of the love in the house has gone up in record percentages as well.
On June 10th, Mr. Buell and I were married for 10 years!! We celebrated by going to Vegas and renewing our vows at the "Fabulous Graceland Wedding Chapel." Bon Jovi was married there and now we were : ) Our dear friends, Nic and Kelly came with us and the four of us had a splendid time. The best part may be watching Nic's rendition of Elvis leading us through the renewal vows, " . . . your ring is round, like a circle, like your love . . ." Nicely put, Elvis. The meal from The Mix, may have been the most beautiful, delicious food ever and we felt like some pretty fancy folks dining way up there. Definitely worth revisiting. (The windows are mirrored, do not use flash photography while using the loo.)
Being in love while you're courting, not hard. Imagining growing old with someone while planning your wedding, not hard. The first year of marriage, the hardest. Deciding that you are committed and still mad for one another after that first year, a feat of courage. All that said, we made it. We made it through that nightmare of a first year, where I wanted to stomp my feet, go home to my folks, and tell him to forget it. Growing up and having responsibility is NOT my cup of tea. I just wanted all the fun and the dates and the romance; not the, did you pay the rent? all my clothes are dirty, I hate what you cook, I want to cry, I thought you'd change, once we were married; that I got. Brandon has endured a lot of not-so-wonderful moments with me and for that I am humbled and thank him. I love you, Mr. Buell! You're a fantastic father to our little girl, a loving and supportive husband and I still love working to make you laugh after all this time; I look forward to the challenge of living, loving and laughing with you for the next 10, and the 10 after that, and the 10 after that . . .
A word from Brynnie:
Yesterday was Father's Day - our first one. Mama and I made Daddy French Toast for breakfast, cut the grass, got him a new camera to take pictures of me with and treated him with a king-sized KitKat. I am the luckiest little gal in the world, I help my daddy do his work everyday and I adore him so. When it got time for dinner, Daddy got marinated chicken breasts for grill, carrots and Brussels sprouts. I LOVE CHICKEN! I eat almost a whole piece by myself. (I have 8 teeth and they make it easy.) I hate Brussels sprouts and can easily separate them from my chicken. On Saturday we partied with Mama's family as two of my cousins are new high school graduates and we celebrated their success. I went on my first hay ride! WEEEE that was fun and Auntie Shirley shared/spilled her bottle of water with me. It was most refreshing.
