Mawwiage is what bwings us togedder today...
I don't know much about marriage. Truer words were never written. In fact, a lot of people will tell you that I don't know much about life at all. I'm only 26.0274 of the way into this gig. You'll have to forgive my ignorance. (No, really. You have to. Jesus said.) I promised myself I would wait an entire year before I wrote anything about being a wife. (Clearly, my promises count for a lot.) But last night we had our umpteenth thousand fight, and I knew that before I could blog about anything else, I had to blog about this. (God loves me a lot, that He would allow me to share these things with you.) Before we can continue, let me set up the framework. My dear husband is a nerd. Before he took Financial Peace University a few years ago, that might have hurt his feelings. But Dave Ramsey is the LAW in our house, and if Dave Ramsey says that Thomas is a nerd, then Thomas is proud to be a nerd. I love my hubby a LOT, but he likes his perfectly ordered