<3 Eleven Months <3

Friday was our 11 month anniversary. I am happy and sad about it. It's been so special to be in the first year. When people ask how long you've been married, you count it in months. It seems so shining new that you really feel like newlyweds. A few weeks more, and we won't be counting in months anymore. On the other hand, I absolutely look forward to celebrating the 1 year mark. Every year makes a marriage so much more valuable. Zack and I were talking about what we've learned about each other that we didn't know 11 months ago, which was both interesting and fun. It was lots of little things, like being able to read each other's expressions better, and knowing how the other person likes their eggs. Out shopping yesterday, we stopped to have some keys made, and I knew without even asking just which keychain Zack would want the most. Little things like that make me happy, because I see us growing closer.

Yesterday morning in service, we worked with Luke. Ron, his Bible student (now baptized), was having an emotional morning. He'd had a heart-to-heart with his son a few days previously, about the truth, and as a result his son decided to move out. So Saturday was not a great day for him. He kept texting Luke about how he really, really needed to be picked up for service at 12:30, but no matter what Luke replied, Ron took the message as an insult and got upset. So then he said to forget it, he wasn't coming because he was too much of a mess and crying uncontrollably. (Ron is super needy with Luke, and can be a little bit of a drama queen). We were like, "He still wants you to pick him up, Luke. He just doesn't want to say it." And Luke was like, "I know." So he texted Ron back to be ready when we got there, because we were going to be picking him up anyway. It was kind of funny because Luke was sooo frustrated at Ron. He was like, "This behavior would totally be fine if it was coming from a girl. But it's coming from a 57-year-old man, and I can't handle it!"

Last night we watched the beginning of the BBC version of Sense and Sensibility. I wanted to see how it compared to the Emma Thompson version, which is one of my favorite movies ever. I must say, I think the writer plagiarized Emma Thompson's screenplay unforgiveably. A few of the initial scenes are so nearly identical, it's like watching the same movie with different actors. If I were Emma Thompson, I totally would have sued. Once the plot gets going though, the BBC version starts to stand on its own two feet. I really like the little girl who plays Meg. She's got just the right balance of cuteness and precocity. I detest Marianne. She's completely uninteresting. Elinor is good, but she seems a little too emotionless - I can't connect with her like I can with Emma Thompson's Elinor. The really weird thing, though, is that their voices are so alike, in places it almost sounds like Emma Thompson did a voiceover. Weird.

And about my rose - disaster! I used some potting soil that had been sitting out in our shed, and apparently it had gotten infested with pests. Yesterday morning I noticed a whole bunch of teeny tiny little wormy things squiggling around. I had pruned off some of the baby rose leaves that weren't thriving, and the wormy things were eating them! It was disgusting! So I had to do an emergency uprooting of my baby rosebush. I put it in a vase of water with some lavender soap to kill any wormy things that might have been on it. Zack went and bought fresh soil, and I'm going to repot it. I hope it survives! The baby leaves look ok still, but the grown up ones are terribly droopy.

Last but not least, I bought a new workout dvd! It's by Jillian Michaels, the terminatoresque trainer from The Biggest Loser. It's called the 30 Day Shred, and it's totally killer. I did level one today, and when it was over (after only 20 minutes), I felt like I might throw up. But at least I finished it. I'm very proud of myself.