bi-polar

So sometimes, well most times I feel like when Jake and I argue it's like we're bi-polar. We, well ME :)
I swear I can't stay mad at the boy!
Why is that? Guess cause it's love...??? One minute we're snuggling in the a.m. and 5 minutes later I am yelling for who knows...and yet 2 minutes later we're laughing again.
Jake read my last post and thought it was 'nice.' His next comment was 'I am surprised you haven't said anything about our arguments.' For the most part they aren't worth blogging about; the good out weighs the bad. You would think we were out for blood though when we argue; since Jake has been home from this tour I have found the reason why I get soo mad when we 'fight.' To put it simply he is a man of MINIMAL words...I am NOT! He is the type of man that stays calm through out our spats, oh it rattles me and he knows it :) Then there is the most common phrase 'are you done?' 'am I done? am I done?' I can laugh about it now, but ugh there is definitely no laughing at apartment 505 when that is said! :)

BUT, yes there's the but; I LOVE him to the moon and back. And going to bed angry is the absolute worst. Life is too short for that kind of nonsense.

I woke up Saturday morning to him and Hunny girl baking banana bread. Husband of the year award goes to: JACOB JAMES!
Relaxing weekend at the pool and as a family; we watched a lot of movies. Isabelle loved Dr Dolittle!