So here's what sucks. I've been married for one year now. Wait, that's not what sucks, that's the great thing. What sucks is not being able to have sex on your one year anniversary because you have a yeast infection. That sucks. The marriage thing is cool. Wow, I should really go back and reword that. But I'm not going to.
Also, worrying about being pregnant sucks. Not being pregnant is cool.
I'm trying to decide if I still want to go out tonight or if I just want to wait until another time to go out. We have reservations for The Melting Pot at 7. I think I'll take a nap with Jordan when he gets home and see how I feel after that. I really do want to go out, I just don't want to feel miserable. So, nap, shower, and maybe I'll feel better.
It's my anniversary and Christmas Eve! Contrary to what the above may sound like, I am actually excited. Why? Presents tomorrow! And Jesus. Jesus tomorrow as well. (And tonight. Going to a late candlelight service. I like candlelight Christmas Eve services. They were always one of my favorite parts of the season.)