For Better, For Worse

I think today is along the 'for worse' line of our vows. I mean, I'm not trying to be over dramatic....there are definitely people in much worse situations so I am grateful that our 'for worse' is what it is. But our 7th anniversary will definitely not go down in the books on the 'better' side.

Things started off well late last week when Ryan gave me my gift. We had a weekend wedding and cowboy boots were suggested attire. I had just been telling Ryan how cowboys boots had grown on me in the 7 years we've lived in Texas, and wouldn't you know it, that charmer dragged a couple of work guys boot shopping and picked out these bad boys:

Such a wonderful surprise! I love them, and I wore them every day this weekend. I will try to not wear them out, but I'm a huge fan.

Don't ask about what I got Ryan because I don't want to discuss the awesome unsigned card still sitting in the other room.....Wife of the year award right here.

So, now to get to the 'for worse' part. We took Aiden to the doc on Saturday....and it appears Ryan and I both picked up a stomach bug while there. Ick. Ryan really got the worst of it. I think this is the most sick I've seen him in 7 years. To celebrate, he stayed home from work feeling miserable.

I celebrated in an equally as fun way - by getting in a wreck with a semi on the way home. I was trying to make it home just a few minutes early to check on my sick hubby and instead I ended up hanging out in the chilly weather for an hour and a half taking care of the wreck. Everyone was fine and things could have been much worse....but you know...it's the hassle and frustration - of that moment and plenty of moments ahead I'm sure.

Things did end on a cute note though....with Aiden's first attempt at 'Schweizer.' It's hard to stay fixated on the 'for worse' when you have this reminder of the 'for better.'

Happy 7 years Ryan! I'll take you on the best of days and the worst of days. You are an incredible blessing to me.