Two years!!

So Monday is mine and Shawn's 2 year wedding anniversary!! I can't believe how time flies!! I just wanted to let everyone know I have the most wonderful patient husband in the whole world!! You should be jealous ;) I love him so much

Daydream

What is a dream? A dream is something we do while we sleep. According to wikipedia it is a succession of thoughts, images, sounds or emotions which the mind experiences while we sleep. Where do they come from and why do we dream the things we dream? I don't like ALL of my dreams......some are bad. My DAYDREAMS on the other had are wonderful. A daydream is merely a visionary fantasy experienced while you are awake especially one of happy, pleasant thoughts or hopes. My "daydream" that I had when I first turned 18 is not what really happened. I had my life all planned out. God had a different plan, I am still trying to figure out why. I had it all figured out. Get out of cosmetology school, save some money and get the hell out of Fayetteville. I don't think this place is miserable, but it's not for me. I needed a fresh start. I didn't know where I was going......I just knew that I wanted to go away, far far away. I don't know how well that would have worked out because, 9 times out of 10 I was going to be with my mom. We are close. Not like we use to be. I am not the kind to tell my mom EVERYTHING. Believe me, if she knew some stuff, she would shit a brick. No I never used drugs and I wasn't drunk every weekend, and I wasn't a whore.........I just can't go into detail. Trust me, it's nothing too crazy. Sorry, I've gone off track. Hmmmm...........where would I have gone? Perhaps to the beach? I don't know who I would have gone with. I would have just gone away. I am going to breakdown the exact plan: I graduated High school in May 05. Turned 18 and started cosmetology school June 05 and told myself that I WOULD NOT have a serious boyfriend and get my shit together and get out of school. December of 05 my mother convinced (well forced) me to go to a bar (sounds crazy right?). She forced me to the bar to watch my dads band play. Okay, I could care less about Lynard Skynard. I don't care how fantastic they are.......I DONT CARE! The only way I would have been happy about being there is if Backstreet Boys were going to be there, I would have been first in line. My crazy ass probably would have called the bar and begged to help set up for free. But anyways, I was there, watching my dad's band play (plus other musicians) I pretty much had a attitude that evening. Then I turn around, and guess who is leaning on the wall like a "cool guy"? You guessed it Shawn. So, he eventually approached me and got my number (I am making a long story short). I hoped he wouldn't call, because of the plan. Well he did, and now we are married, and we own a house. No kids yet. I do love him. But now I sit back and think.....what happened to my daydream? Did I make a mistake? I don't think I did, I wouldn't trade my husband, but I still wonder what would have happened..........I have taken into consideration my daydreams can be far fetched.............I have to come back in the real world and grow up.....some grow up faster than others.....