This weekend was the five year anniversary marker for Jared and I being married.

(Here we take a moment of silence for skinnier days and sexy high-heeled shoes.)

In case you didn’t pick up on it, my post title is referring to the fact that after five years, I know more than ever that marrying my husband was exactly what I needed. I know that now MUCH more than I could have ever realized at the time I had to make the decision.

Example: Jared has been fabulous throughout the whole pregnancy. With all my symptoms and tiredness mingled with work stress, Jared really has taken over with doing stuff around the house and making sure that things get done. Laundry, grocery shopping, stuff with the dogs… you name it, he’s helped out with it. I couldn’t ask for a more supportive partner. I don’t know how some people do this on their own and stay sane.

Anyways, this is the guy who planned the whole 5th anniversary as a surprise for me.

We went to a cabin in the middle of Nowhere, Texas, (really, nobody I’ve talked to has known where this place was or the towns nearby it, for that matter) to relax and get away from everything. It was a B&B of sorts on a ranch, which had a lot of coolness potential. There were no TVs or internet access, and even our cell phone use was extremely limited, which was fine by us.

There were some extreme negatives, but I am not going to focus on those here, because they were completely beyond Jared’s control and I know he still feels really bad about it. Despite the negatives there were some great positives.

Like the beautiful scenery:

Or cool “wild” life:

But best of all, I got to spend the weekend with my best friend, not having to worry about anything work related. That was the best present I could have asked for. He tried so hard to make the weekend as perfect as possible for me despite the big, fat, pregnant slug I’ve turned into lately.

So, happy five years to the love of my life. I can’t imagine anyone else I would have preferred to spend the past five years with, or spend the next future fifty with.

Even if sometimes that means we go camping or to a place with no cell phone reception. 🙂