I always have the weirdest dreams when I’ve taken Nyquil.

Last night, I dreamed that I went on this trip with Matt, and somewhere along the line we met up with my mom, dad and my two sisters. That’s another thing. Why is it that in all my dreams that involve my parents, they’re together? They’ve been divorced for years! Then again, the divorce didn’t happen until after I had moved out, so I suppose that could be it.

Anyway, we were all getting on this elevator to go downstairs to the plane we were taking, and only some of us made it on. We couldn’t control the buttons, it just took us where we were supposed to be going. Well, we all ended up on different floors, and then different planes.

My mom and I ended up in this house with her old friend Sue. It was a huge house, for sad people, apparently. Kinda like a homeless shelter, but to cheer people up! Very strange. The house was so big that I couldn’t find my way around, and my mom had been there, so she was showing me everything.

I don’t even know. I woke up just as bewildered as I was in the dream.

I like getting presents, sure. Who doesn’t? But I really like giving them. I like figuring out what the recipient might like, wrapping it, hinting at what it may be, letting them guess what it might be, and finally seeing the look on their face when you’ve picked out a good gift. It’s nice to know that you may be brightening someone else’s day!

This time, the recipient of gifts is Matt. Some of you may know, some may not, but next Saturday marks the one-year anniversary of the day we became man and wife. I know it’s not as big as, say, 10-year, 25-year, 50-year, what have you, but I look at it a different way.

This is the only first anniversary we’ll ever have. Next year, it’ll be our second year. It won’t ever go back to being 365 days past the date that we said “I do” so we should celebrate it anyway.

I’ve brought up the suggestion that we go to Mexicali Rosa’s. We went there the day after the wedding, on what I suppose you could call our honeymoon. We stayed at a hotel in town. They upgraded us to a suite for free, which was fantastic and easy on the budget! We went shopping (picked up Monopoly and my fantastic robe!) and laid around in the hotel eating our leftovers from our dinner and watching racing on TV while playing Monopoly. So, I think it’d be nice to visit that place again, to kinda relive the memory of eating there that night!

About reliving memories, one of the things on my 101 things list is to visit the place we got married. I want to go there and take pictures (not many, since I have a tiny little memory card in my camera, hehe) and just enjoy the fact that we made it through our first year of marriage practically unscathed.

Sure, we have our fights. Probably more than a lot of couple, because of the state of affairs that my mental health is in. But we have a wonderful marriage. I am quite possibly the luckiest woman in the world to have found the perfect man for me and to have had him fall in love with me! I can only hope that I can make this first anniversary special enough to show him how much he means to me.

I’ve pretty much figured out a lot of what I’m giving him, and some of it is already wrapped out in the living room. However, I wouldn’t mind suggestions! If you want to contact me (via the contact form and give me ideas, or ask what I’m getting him/give me feedback, be my guest!