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Barns are in the double digits folks, let the celebration ensue!
Ok
so maybe not; anyways, moving along.......
Hi
Hive! So this past weekend Mr. Farmer and I celebrated our anniversary in the
city where it all began, Minneapolis. It’s a little over a three hour drive for
us so what do we do to help pass the time? We normally pick up a magazine and I
read the articles out loud as Mr. Farmer drives. It makes for a quick car ride
and it opens the door for some pretty interesting conversations, not to mention
amazing memories. (I once read a Cosmo and Mr. Farmer had tears coming down his
eyes he was laughing so hard. Good times!)
However
before we stopped to fill up and grab said magazine, I saw a post on Facebook that
really made me stop and smile to myself. Mr. Farmer seeing that I was looking
at my phone smiling inquired as to what I was looking at and I responded, “How
did we get here?” Mr. Farmer being the funny guy he is responded with, “I took
a left on Hwy 14 and merged from the two lane into the one lane, that’s how.”
Not
exactly what I meant but thanks Mr. Farmer! I was referring to how we got to
the place where we knew we wanted to be married to each other and take the next step. He smiled and
wanted to know what some of the other people on this particular post were
saying. The top three answers in no particular order were:
1.
My partner makes me a better person.
2.
We respect each other.
3.
The thought of that person not in their life is devastating.
I
think every bride gets to a point in their planning where they throw up their
hands and just toss the plans to the back burner. I obviously enjoy planning
our wedding but sometimes taking a step back and remembering the whole reason
why you are doing it is such a great reminder and the perfect planning pick me
up (trust me). At the end of the day you will be married and it will be
fabulous even if planning it is a pain in the ass, frustrating and sometimes
soul sucking.
How
did you get here? Did anyone else take a break from wedding planning to smell
the roses?
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