Playing House

My mother told Robbie the other day that I have wanted to "play house" since I was younger.

Really, what little girl doesn't play house at least once in their childhood? Even little boys occasionally get "roped in" (they like it) to being the "Daddy" or in my brothers' case, playing the Ken doll.

But it's true. I do very much so have a homemaker streak right through the middle of me. I always said I wanted to be a mommy when I grew up. And while I'm not even close to the mommy part yet (I hope that's  a few years away!), I am more than tickled to start with the house part.

Robbie and I went furniture shopping the other day. It was so fun to jump from couch to couch and think which set will be a part of many memories to come. Robbie's really funny about picking the couch too, he says it's just as important as picking a good bed since it may be his bed when I'm not happy. Really, Robbie wont be able to put that on me though, he's always sleeping on the couch now without a wife sending him there. It will probably end up being his bed most of the time because that's where he'll fall asleep and I'll either have to squish on with him, or just cover him with a blanket.

Just before our two hours at the furniture store, we spent two hours cleaning out the last 30 years of dirty from the window sills of our house-to-be. Hopefully it wont take two hours to clean five windows next time!

We also spent about an hour, after officially putting the utilities in our name, touring the little area around our house. I am SO EXCITED. There is this cute little antique store around the corner, a cemetery up the street, a dance studio down the street, and the old fashion diner just around the corner. Robbie's excited to get our first utility bill so we can take it in and get library cards. :)

We're pretty sappy right now, but I can't help that I'm so happy. It's official, I think I've made it to cloud nine.

Wedding plans are coming along. 64 MORE DAYS!