There is a little more room in the freezer this morning. For the past year, there has been a cake in there. It was a pretty little cake, square with white butter-cream icing and decorative squiqqles.

And it was delicious…a year ago.

The year has been so good. We’ve been to weddings together, doctor’s appointments together, funerals together, the bank together, work events together, church together, family stuff together…and at the end of the day, we get to go home together. We’ve been to fancy dinners and we’ve eaten taco salad (almost every Tuesday). We’ve stayed in incredible hotels, and driven home way too late to avoid paying for a hotel. We didn’t get pregnant, we didn’t get a pet, and we didn’t kill our fish.

It’s been a great first year.

And I’m not gonna lie…it made me a little sad to throw the little white cake away last night.

Thank you, Mr. Smith, for being such a wonderful husband for one whole year.
So far, SO GOOD!