Okay, so my wife had this more or less sweet list of eight facts about our married life over the last eights years. Of course I knew/recalled all of them but these aren't the first things that come to my mind when I think about the last eight years of our marriage. So here are the eight things that come to my mind.

1. Waking up at 7am the morning of our wedding to a phone call that the company bringing chairs needed me there in under an hr. Only to come downstairs and find out the B&B I'd reserved for our honeymoon had cancelled my reservation. The whole day spiraled out of control for me. Setting up chairs. Getting an awesome place in Fredericksburg. In the end, I was super underdressed for our final photo opt. My wife is always better dressed but this one was obvious.

2. Sleeping in the Barcelona airport on our way back home. So originally we had talked about checking our bags in and having a night on the town. The bag thing didn't pan out so we slept outside security. Well I slept. Alaina doesn't sleep well in public settings.

3. Sleeping in Heathrow on Christmas Eve. Yes, we were flying back to the states on Christmas Day. And once again to save some cash we slept in the airport. This time the London airport. All the shops closed early and we watched Æon Flux. The movie was decent. I don't remember sleeping well or enjoying the need to get up at 6am. But we got caught an earlier flight and got home without my bags. I got them eventually...after wasting hours at the airport. Yeah that was fun.

4. The weekend before my first co-op tour with AMD was delightful. After saying goodbye Alaina began the +hr drive back to San Antonio from Austin. She called us ~35 mins later on the side of the road. Her car would prove to be dead and we'd spend the next weekend buying our first car. A black leprous Honda Civic that proved to be awesome.

5. The scene is Inverness, Scotland. The plan for the day is a day trip to see Loch Ness. Except it's cold, snowing and icy. The day trip company cancelled but didn't tell us. Upon realization that they had canceled, we began to walk to find the Ness. And we walked. And walked. We never got to the Loch. We thought we did but it was a snow induced mirage. We walked back home cold, wet and covered in snow. We dried off at our B&B and hit up a pub for dinner. Only to be privileged to evening entertainment consisting in a bar fight involving a very angry ex-girlfriend.

6. More car troubles. After being married about a year we visited some friends in Tyler, Texas. At some point on the way, steam began to come up from the hood of my white Taurus. Alaina had been driving and not noticed the red light communicating that the car was overheating. So we parked the car on the side of the "freeway" and started to walk in the direction of the last town we had passed. This occurred in the day of cell phones but neither of our phones had any service in the area. Over two hours of walking had brought us to about 5 miles out of town. So God sent a truck to let us hitchhike the rest of the way. Deliverance. With no cell coverage in the town we went to the local Dairy Queen (that's Texas for "awesome place") and used their wifi to notify our parents. A payphone call to friends in Tyler and we were business. They arrived an hour later and we found out no car shop would be available to start of the next work week. Eventually we got to Tyler before the day was officially over. One loaned truck (from Alaina's aunt) and rented car trailer (brought by my father) allowed us to drag our poor car back to Austin for repairs over the weekend.

7. Set the scene. Alaina and I had been married five years. I came home from work like normal. Alaina sat me on the couch and through some tears began to ask me if I had noticed her acting tired and strange. Tears were welling up in her eyes. She was having a hard time talking. I was sure she was about to tell me she was seriously sick... She was pregnant with Kenzie. Her announcement of Judah on the other hand occurred as we were walking to the mail. A nonchalant "hey, I'm pregnant."

Or this is how I remember our trip to Spain.

8. Back to our trip to Spain. This was our first international adventure. It was as last minute as getting passports, planing, etc. as a trip can be. The day of our flight I lost my passport. In the airport. After security. Alaina wanted to kill me. And we searched throughout security for our ticket. Come to find out that someone had found my passport, taken it back to the front desk of the airline and turned it in. The trip was saved. Alaina's threat to leave me in Chicago (our layover) was left unfilled and our delightful trip to Spain was a success.