Here's our 1st year of that marriage thing shown in numbers:
0 — both the desire for and number of kids we have right now
1 — teary goodbye when we sold our beloved bullet bike
2 — strangers on separate occasions mistaking us for siblings
2 — number of sizes too big my gorgeous wedding dress is now (LOL)
2 — weeks until Chase is all done with the darn DAT (Dental Admissions Test) that he has worked oh so hard to study for all summer (we're talking 9am-11pm...every single day)
3 — countries traveled together
3 — little potted plants we named and treated like our babies... until we forgot to water them and they died
4 — very colorful words Chase used over the phone while racing home to save me from a stalker who followed me from the gym
4 — minimum # of "ILY's" said back and forth every day
5 — instances of locking ourselves out of our townhouse
5 — hours lost at 12pm mountain biking in the middle of nowhere
6 — wild kittens that live behind the dumpster next to our house
6 — different instances of Chase nonchalantly bringing friends upstairs as I'm standing there in my G's... don't worry I somehow dove out of the way just in the nick of time on each occasion
7 — tubs of protein devoured (ranging from Vanilla to Chocolate, to Cookies n Cream, to Salted Caramel Pretzel)
8 — strawberries that were somewhat accidentally flung by me onto Chase during the heat of a moment in a little bit of an argument........(hahaha ugh... we can laugh about it now)
10 — lessons total given between us in our callings as Relief Society & Elders Quorum teachers
10 — girls Chase tutored last semester that came on to him before realizing he was a married man
20 — minutes spent holding a baby lion named Kovu in Mexico
20 — times Chase has carried me upstairs to bed after falling asleep on the couch
24 — nights of jumping fences late at night and sneaking into hot tubs
29 — large jars of Adams peanut butter we've gone through30 — midnight runs to Maverick for frozen yogurt
34 — combined number of burps we've accidentally let loose in public (cause we burp as often and as loudly as we want at home OBVIOUSLY. If you're married and you don't, then idk who you even are)
45 — sundays we were late for church (yes I realize how pathetic those statistics are)
60 — people that have told me Chase looks exactly like Liam Hemsworth
70+ — hours spent watching 24 and/or Law & Order SVU
101 — freckles (roughly) Chase successfully counted before giving up
110 — minutes (1 hour 50 min): how long it took for us to climb Angel's Landing and back — we were mountain goats in a previous life
188 — google searches of "Sexy Black Toyota Tundra" on Chase's laptop... which we will in fact be purchasing within the next month just fyi :)
202 — times been asked when the heck we're going to have kids (uhm sorry but GAG ME)
364 — days of being supa dupa happy :)
646 — miles driven from Logan to Chase's hometown, Cardston, Alberta
2,000 — dolla dolla bills spent on getting Chase's green card
2,344 — (approximately) Canadian-style "Eh's" I've let slip into my regular vocabulary
1285040928394 — ab-busting deep stomach laughs
Infinity ∞ — the time I still have left to be with my dimpled sweetheart (SCORE)
