Happy Anniversary to Us

Today is Tyler and my five month wedding anniversary! Woohoo! What rookies, you're probably thinking. And it's true. We're still very new to this marriage thing. But let me tell you something, new or not I'm loving life! What are those nutheads saying when they mention how hard the first year of marriage is??? First year of teaching...yes hard! Everyone is RIGHT when they say the first year of teaching is difficult. But these past five months of marriage have been marked with bliss. Now I can definitely not take any credit. Well, maybe some. The reason I've had such an easy marriage is because I married an easy guy! Well, that doesn't sound right. But you know what I mean. Tyler is the easiest person to get along with. I can't imagine having a hard day living with him. Because it's our (seemingly insignificant) anniversary and with it being love month, I am dedicating this post to Tyler. Here are a few things I've learned about him the past five months or so that you may or may not know...

He loves milkshakes.
Even more, he loves my milkshake dance.
He is more of a night owl than I.
He twitches A LOT when he's falling asleep.
He snores.
He purses his lips when he has a big snore.
He loves watching Criminal Minds.
He hates wearing his wedding ring.
He's never slow to emphasize how much older I am than he.
The first thing that attracted me to him was his arms.
He always finds the good in others.
He likes to read.
He loves learning about the founding fathers.
He's reading a biography on Benjamin Franklin.
He is money-wise.
He did not like me when we first met.
He loves breakfast food, especially french toast.
His favorite band is Mo-Tab (according to the survey done at my bridal shower).
His radio station is usually set to talk radio.
He's a great game-player and frustrates me because he (almost) always wins.
He's a beach-lover.
His intramural volleyball team won championships this year.
He'll put almost any dessert in milk.
He's got great hands for massaging (which I can't appreciate because I'm too ticklish).
He's polite.
He mumbles. (That doesn't go well with my lack of hearing.)
He loves movies.
He likes chick flicks.
He's a dedicated student.
He has this way of getting me to laugh my way out of bad moods.
He can read me far quicker and better than anyone I have ever known.
Lately he's been tearing giant holes in the crotch of his pants.
Maybe it's because he has a ghetto booty.
He proposed to me on a beach in South Carolina.
He proposed to me without discussing marriage first. At all. Ever.
His nickname on the mission was "babyface."
He has a hard time keeping his eyes closed during prayers.
His skin is unbelievably soft.
He's not afraid of PDA (within reasonable measure of course).
He would do anything to make me happy.
He is the love of my heart.

I love you Tyler.