Recently, I have been [lovingly] accused of faking marital bliss on this blog. Whaaaaaaaaaatev. Here's the truth: I don't fake. Anything. Yeah, we have our issues. Actually, our life is pretty damn hard. (I had a seizure on the 30th, fyi.) However, instead of focusing on the negative and blogging about it, I focus on the positive and blog about that instead. When I got married my mom gave me some great advice: "Honey, you'll find that when women get together, a lot of them like to rag on their husbands. Don't do it. Don't rag on him to anyone, especially me. Those who love you won't ever forget the bad stuff and they aren't around for the good stuff. Don't do it."
Thanks, mom! Great advice. Probably the best advice I got. I try really hard to follow it, especially when it's available for millions of people to read. No, I'm not perfect...like at all, and neither is Spencer...but he's perfect for me. And we work really hard at being the best for each other, and making the other person feel loved. That's real. Love you, Babe.