Today is Jay’s birthday, and to celebrate he slept through the night in our bed all by himself, lucky duck, and then left for a work trip this morning. He also forgot it was his birthday until I said something to him. 
Pros and cons to that one, tbh. Two nights in a hotel room alone sounds AMAZING. Two days of PowerPoints and projections…yawn. Hopefully the food will be good.
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Four years. Four years! Today.
I love our anniversary. I also love this picture because I think someone was saying some instructions for …. something … and everyone looks vaguely befuddled except for our junior groomsman, Little Jay (seriously), who is charming and poised for the camera as always.
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We’ve been back from Belize for about a month, and Jay and I are still just giddy about what was a really great trip. Here are some of his musings from our vacation – enjoy!
Some people know how their local airport functions at 5am in the morning, and other people like to follow the letter of the TSA Law to a tee. I am the former and Lindsay is the latter. So, we arrived at the airport and cleared security 2 hours before our flight boarded for Belize. Lindsay and I sat in the food court eating Chic-fil-A biscuits and questioning the people who even dare to eat at the adjacent hot dog stand. We fueled up on fried chicken and coffee and headed to our gate. When I hear the phrase “international traveler” I picture an educated, well dressed, adventurer that is out to expand their horizons. This is not the case at Greenville-Spartanburg airport at 5am. That morning there were a lot of average folks and a shockingly large number of creepy, nerdy white dudes that gave off a real “school shooter” vibe. One guy was wearing a t-shirt that had a wolf howling over a mountain range, with a train running around the base of the mountain. Needless to say, his phone was firmly attached to his belt. Oh, but it didn’t stop there. Once on board the plane, we heard a second grade teacher say, “I always forget that there is more than one airport in Tennessee. You’d think I could remember that, but I just fly out of Knoxville, so.” She is educating young people.
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Dear Jay,
Happy Father’s Day! Beck would say it but she’s too little to understand and also if I said “do you hope Daddy has a good day?” she would say noooooo like the budding comedian/jerk that she is.
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Oh man. 
4-day weekends are the absolute best kind of weekend. WHY don’t we get them more often? Labor and Memorial Day (s) are just a tease compared to Thanksgiving. …