married life: our three month anniversary!

So it's been three months already. Time flies! 

I've heard many times people say marriage would change us. That we would become alienated from some of our friends, distant to each other. That marriage ruins everything and nothing would ever be the same again. I never worried about that, you know. If there is something in this life I'm sure of, it is the truthfulness of our relationship. And if something is to go wrong, it would be absolutely ridiculous to blame it all on marriage anyway. Still, the huge amount of time people spend on worrying about other people's stuff never ceases to amaze me. Seriously. 

Anyway... we had been living together for three years when we got married. We were very happy, but we also struggled a lot financially during that time. A lot. And, from time to time, we thought those problems would never go away. Those were really hard times. We made it through, though.

We decided we had to get married about six months earlier, and we would do it our own way. We're Christians, so we knew exactly why we were doing it. As for me, it would have been perfectly okay to get married on a Wednesday morning wearing regular clothes, because the dress and the big time celebration is not what marriage is all about for us. But again, that's us. We ended up tying the knot on a beautiful Saturday with our family and a couple of friends, a nice not-at-all-white dress and the absolute understanding of what we going for.

So, I've been a wife for three months now. Yeah!

Lucas is so proud to be married… "my wife this, my wife that" - it's so cute. . He has always been an off-the-scale good boyfriend. He has an amazing personality: he is thoughtful, good-hearted and incredibly forgiving. He is also funny, sarcastic and… very, very stubborn – those are the things that make him human, you know. :) 

I've always thought romanticism is all about being thoughtful and unselfish. He has always treated me like a princess. He offers to pick me up from work, especially on rainy days :), even if it means he will be stuck in traffic for a long time as he drives through the city center. He buys me the most delicious delicacies on his way home from the office. He cooks for me. He lets me choose almost everything we buy for the house. The thing is, since we got married, he has been surprisingly romantic. Apart from everything he has always done, he actually expresses in words how lucky he is to be married to me. So, at the end of the day, marriage did change us. For better.

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A desperately cute video just to celebrate.

Seriously one of the most precious things, ever. 
Truly is what life is all about.


Here is another post about us.

something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue

So we got married three weeks ago. Yeah!

1. No, we did not do it the old-fashioned way. 

2. No, I did not wear white. 

3. Yes, we had a church wedding. 

4. And well, we were seven. Nine total, actually.

First of all, I've been living with my (now) husband for three years and a week. We met at work almost five years ago and we definitely hated each other as soon as we first met (sic!). You know me: I could never go for anything easier... I thought he was rude and obnoxious and he thought... well, that's just not your business. We pretty much clashed in every possible way.

We had this mutual friend who did not know we didn't get along that well. He invited me to have some drinks and I had absolutely no idea he was going to be there that day. We actually ended up having a very good time and became friends that afternoon.

As time went by, we developed a great friendly relationship and we actually double dated once or twice. I laughed at the blondie he used to date. You know the type. Beautiful and a little... stupid. But I thought we would be great friends and that's it, so.. blond, beautiful or raging monster: I didn't really care. She was fun, though. That was the kind of girl who would call the pizza place and, instead of ordering right away, she would ask the poor guy on the phone about his thoughts on every pizza flavor they had. And she would end up ordering the most unreasonable mix of flavors one could ever think of bringing together. (I'd have to admit I kindda liked her - hehe).

Due to a big, big problem I was having with a roommate, I didn't feel like being at home at all. I'm not the party-party kind of girl, but at that time, it was just unbearable to be at my apartment and I would find thousands of excuses for never being able to call it a night and just go home. Since Lucas and I worked together, he was the patient, dying-to-go-home-but-keeping-me-company-until-really-late-at-night-almost-every-day-for-a-whole-month guy. I had him prisioner of my inability to handle my personal problems for such a long time that he finally decided it would be better for his health if I just moved in with him for once, or at least until I found another apartment to go to.

Cutting a long story short, we got married less than a month ago and I am very happy, thank you very much! We've been living together for a while now, so nothing has changed that much. I just have to get used to the "husband" and "wife" titles, but everything is pretty much the same as before. Thank God for that! We've been having a kiss-ass newlywed life!