"How's the Married Life?"

I wish I had a quarter for every time someone asked us that.

Short answer? "Wonderful! Amazing! I would recommend it to anyone!"

Long answer...

You suddenly have lots of stuff! With nowhere to put it.

Dinner is much more fun! Popping grapes and tomatoes into each others' mouths is pretty entertaining.

You become very comfortable with each other.

Couples' Costumes!

PRANKS!  This was the day Todd attacked me with shaving cream. My favorites I've done to him include the day I parked my car at his work and took his home (heh) and the time I dumped a pitcher of cold water on him in the shower.

Meals with friends! We try to have someone over each week.

Your spouse can encourage you to enjoy more vegetables.

You can be temple workers! Coolest thing ever [Chicago, IL Temple].

You have a home together...for filling with crafts :) Yay for sisters and Pinterest!

Marriage is the best thing God ever thought of and let us participate in. 

Todd is my best friend, coach, partner in crime, mission companion, recipe guinea pig, morning motivator, roommate, my confidant and secret-keeper, gym buddy, ebelskiver chef, sentence-finisher, personal comedian, road trip pal, my inspiration to be better and definitely my better half.
You should know that I love him with all that I have. 

I'm grateful for the peace I feel, knowing that through the temple and the sealing power 

available because of Jesus Christ, we can be married for eternity.

Our Honeymoon

I've always felt a pull to Colorado. It's breathtakingly beautiful, the people there are super laid-back, everyone seems to have a lab, wear chacos and drive a Jeep. Love that! With Todd's knowledge of my random and special connection to CO +new, ultra cheap tickets from PROVO AIRPORT to Denver =dream vacation!

This is Todd's "It's 8AM and I'm tired" face. 

Behind him is our teeny airplane, which will take us to Denver.  

 Clockwise from top left: Our fancy schmancy hotel, the crazy bride and groom, 

ROOM SERVICE!! and a sunrise from our hotel window.

Todd with some sweet shades. On our way to have an adventure!

Downtown Boulder was so fun! They have a pedestrian mall--Pearl Street--, meaning you walk down the street to get to the next shop instead of being indoors. Most everything is locally-operated. It felt a lot like our similar State Street Mall here in Madison. Cool local artists, hippie/granola clothes and jewelry, and plenty of youngsters sporting University of Colorado shirts and hats.

Some highlights: Todd bought his first pair of Chacos!, we got some t-shirts, watched lots of fun street performers and musicians, bought some yummy Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory fudge adn dipped cookies, tried on silly hats, got some ice cream and enjoyed the dry hot weather.

Whitewater rafting. The guide asked our group at the beginning if we wanted to go easy or if we wanted to actually have fun. Let's just say that at the first rapid, called "50/50" (the chances of you falling out) had us all underwater. It was a total blast! No one could believe we went river rafting on our Honeymoon. One guy on our group turned to his wife: 

"Why didn't we do that on our honeymoon?"

We hiked the Flatirons [Wiki Page to learn more] near Boulder. So awesome!

 Matching Chacos!And an exhausted pair of hikers, madly in love.

Local wildlife. The one on the right is a large and growly bear, in case you can't tell.

We got to our Utah hotel room late the final night, after visiting family and frantically packing for home. Todd slides the key card in. Green. Unlocked. He pushes the door a few times, totally confused at why it's not opening all the way. It was stuck on the little metal bar that loops around for extra security. You know, the kind you can only lock from the inside. Bizarre!

I call down to the lobby to see what the plan is and he says, "Let me guess- you're in room 434. I told them to fix that!" After like 30 minutes of unsuccessful prying (wrenches, screwdrivers, magazines, pencils, car keys, fingers) and praying, Todd sighs and goes, "So... can we have a discount?" HiL-arious. He agreed and we got like half off! We gave up on the stubborn door and they assigned us to an extra room they had, promising we could get our suitcases and stuff 

out before our 8AM flight, back to Wisconsin.  

Long story short, it was a special handicap room. Like, built-in lights that flash when someone knocks on the door or calls, braille scattered around the room, giant shower...and it hadn't been cleaned very well since the last guest. Yikes. As pledged, a man woke us up early to get our stuff from our original room. It made for a very sleepy plane ride home.