The “No Kid” Adventures of the Teepes

I woke up at 08:34 this Sunday morning. Nothing particular woke me up, unless you count the dog wiggling his way over to bury his nose in my hair. 

It’s 08:40 and I’m downstairs cooking breakfast while the dog and Rick are still in bed. It’s 0900 and we’re walking the dog and just enjoying each other’s company. We had a plan for today, you know. We were just going to clean up and do laundry and hang out around the house. 

It’s now 10:11 and we’re speeding down Interstate 5, towards the San Diego Zoo. On Friday we went to SeaWorld and to go see a movie in the middle of the day. Yesterday, we went out with the intention of just going to lunch, and instead ended up going to lunch and buying new home decor, because hello! Fall is here, our house needs to smell like pumpkins in order for me to be happy, and thanksgiving themed placemats needed to be on our table. 

Tomorrow, we have tickets to DisneyLand and after next payday, you know we’re going to Universal Studios in Hollywood, because Harry Potter world and the Walking Dead and all that fun stuff. 

And more than once the past few days, we’ve made the comment, “we couldn’t do this if we had kids.” And it’s so true. If we had an infant, you know we wouldn’t have woken up at almost 9 am this morning. We couldn’t just decide “hey, let’s go to the zoo!” 

We’re young, and married, and just enjoying life as it comes. We’re waking up whenever and going to theme parks and zoos and walking the dog and cooking dinner and going shopping. And I love it. A lot of people seem to think that marriage=kids. And that’s not true, at least not for us. Maybe someday. But if this is how life went for the two of us for the rest of forever, that would be okay, too. Lunch dates don’t happen when John has a dentist appointment at 2 and Becky had to be picked up early from school because she had a fever. (FYI I’m not naming my future children Becky and John. There will also not be a IV, sorry in laws.) Packing up and spending the day on the beach doesn’t happen in the middle of the week because we don’t have a babysitter. DisneyLand will lose all its charm because I do not want to ride Dumbo with the 2 year old. 

We’re 19 and 20, and we’re totally rocking this adventure God gave us. And we’re doing it without worry and without wondering. We’re waking up at 9 am and cooking dinner at 8 pm. We’re spending less than $200 to go to DisneyLand, and nothing to go to SeaWorld. 

This is our life, and stay tuned for more of the “no kid adventures of the Teepes.” 😘

Xoxo,

Em. 

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I Fell in Love at 14…so what? 

It’s 4:30 in the morning, and I’m downstairs on the couch because I couldn’t sleep. The dog and the husband are currently snoring loudly in bed upstairs, and I’m going to wake him up for work in an hour. 

Sitting here has me thinking about all the things that have gone on the past few years. 

I met my husband when I was 13 years old. And at 14, he told me he wanted to marry me, and since then, that had been the goal. He proposed when I was 17, we were married 6 months later, and now at 19 and 20 years old, we’re 1,700 miles away from Smalltown, USA, and the beginning of our love story. 

A lot of people said we wouldn’t make it. We were too young. We’re still too young. We didn’t know what love was. But so what? I think we’ve proved them wrong for the most part. Is it hard? I mean, yeah. Name one relationship you don’t have to work on. Does he annoy me? Oh, goodness. Yes, of course. And I know for a fact I annoy him when I guess very loudly at all the endings of our TV shows. Do we make each other angry? Uh…is this even a question? He gets mad that I like plans for everything. And I get mad that he’s mentally 12 years old almost 24/7. But so what? 

Love isn’t a feeling, I don’t think. It’s more like a mix of feelings and choices. I choose to love my husband, everyday, and that’s what makes our marriage work. Every day, since we were silly kids in high school, he has been my favorite choice. Not always the easiest. But my favorite, and I will always choose him over and over again.  

Love isn’t easy. It’s arguing over breakfast and being annoyed with each other. It’s getting frustrated with his driving skills when he hasn’t driven your car in 7 months and thinks he’s a NASCAR driver. It’s locking the bathroom door so your partner will leave you alone for 20 minutes. 

But love is fun. It’s playing with the dog together. It’s going on late night trips to get food even after you’ve decided to go to bed, and now you look terrible in mismatched pajamas and wet hair. It’s making breakfast and waking up next to the person you love most in the world. 

And right now, it’s my husband trudging downstairs and plopping on the couch, his head in my lap, because he’s decided he can’t go back to sleep without me. I fell in love at 14 years old…but so what? I think it’s worked out pretty well so far. 

Xoxo, 

Em. 

Homecoming Happiness! 

Well, after 211 LONG days, deployment is O-V-E-R! Rest assured, I didn’t sleep at all the night before. I flipflopped between frantically cleaning the house and plopping on the couch for Glee and SAMCRO marathons. But in the end, it didn’t matter that I had cleaned out the fridge or scrubbed the sinks in the bathroom. What mattered was that my other half is back home, and I no longer feel like half a person. I got the best nights sleep I’ve had in 7 months. 

People say a lot of things during deployment. And you know what? None of it matters. People said, “Oh wow, it went by so fast!” HA. HA. HA.That’s hilarious. No, it didn’t. Every single day was really, really long. Is it finally over? Yes. But was it easy? NO. 

People said, “I don’t know how you could do it, I’d go crazy.” Lol at y’all, because I did go crazy. But I didn’t really have a choice. It’s not like I knew I could do this. I only did it because it was the only thing I could do. 

People said lots of things. But you want to know why none of it mattered? Because it’s 10:45 in the morning, my husband is asleep in our bed again, and I’m happier than I’ve been since we got married.

Leftovers don’t last as long. I have to buy FrostedFlakes when I go grocery shopping. My fridge has Dr. Pepper in it now, and at 2230, he’s eating a second dinner because midrats. But there’s a warm body on the other side of the bed, with the dog in between us. There’s someone to eat dinner with. There’s the comfort that comes with knowing that I’m not all alone in the middle of the night. 

I couldn’t be happier than I am right now. And I’m sure I’ll say that multiple times. But it’s true, right now. Thank goodness deployment is over. Now let’s get started on the work up for deployment #2. 

Xoxo, 

Em.