Love this guy.
This last weekend we celebrated our first anniversary! We went up to Park City on Friday night for dinner and then stayed at the Park City Marriott. In the morning we ate at a charming little restaurant on main street and walked through the art galleries. Then we went for an unexpected shopping spree at the outlets. Many of you may not know that Blair, although extremely heterosexual, is a surprisingly fabulous shopping partner. He indefinitely has better taste than I do and loves picking out clothes for me. The Ann Taylor women got a kick out of him bringing piles of clothes to the dressing room. He's going to kill me for writing this!
Anyway, we had a wonderful anniversary and an even better first year. It's like Heavenly Father knew all of my secret dreams and bottled them into one perfect eternal friend. I think every girl in the world deserves to have a man like mine. I love his humor and his laugh. I can remember hearing his laugh in my head when I didn't see him for three and a half years and I still look forward to hearing it every day. He's a wonderful listener and an incredibly loyal friend. He's optimistic and always encouraging and a darn good kisser ;) I lub you sweetie! Thanks for an amazing first year!
Anyway, we had a wonderful anniversary and an even better first year. It's like Heavenly Father knew all of my secret dreams and bottled them into one perfect eternal friend. I think every girl in the world deserves to have a man like mine. I love his humor and his laugh. I can remember hearing his laugh in my head when I didn't see him for three and a half years and I still look forward to hearing it every day. He's a wonderful listener and an incredibly loyal friend. He's optimistic and always encouraging and a darn good kisser ;) I lub you sweetie! Thanks for an amazing first year!
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I always knew Blair had some sort of internal fashion sense. His eyes would light up when I'd ask him if my tie matched my pants, shoes and belt. I usually left the house looking a little more dapper. And once in the MTC I tried to iron his shirt; I'm pretty sure he appreciated my intentions, but not so much the results. Did I just make that up? I'm not sure.