Nine Years

Nine years ago today, I stuck out my awkward 14 year old hand and said, "Hey (yeah, I know, it's for horses, but I'm from Georgia, ya'll!), my I'm Brei..." Then to be even cooler (because I wasn't), when Mace said, "hey, I'm Mace," I said, "yeah, I know!" SO glad the teen years are OVER for us! That day, both of our lives changed forever, and even though I wasn't exactly "feeling it," Mace sure knew we were "meant to be." So glad he had the guts to act his instincts...pretty sure we are each the reason the other one of us is here today!

I have a bunch of embarrassing pictures of us that are pretty dang funny, but am having the hardest time getting to them.  Did I mention my computer is on the fritz?  SO. FRUSTRATING.  HOWEVER, I adore Mace, and am so thankful for our relationship and all that we have been through, endured, and enjoyed together.  And am equally grateful that we both have a better(at least we think so) sense of style and have better hair...just wait for the pictures.

Also, so this post won't be photo-less, here's a picture not quite as old as the one's I'm digging up.  Some great new friends of ours here just had a beautiful baby girl (Congrats, Brandon and T.J.!), so that along with the fact that our baby is almost TWO has led me to reminisce a lot lately.

How presh is that little scowly face?  Gah, love this kid!

All because two awkward teenagers met at an SHS basketball game...