Matt saw a different side of me over the weekend. It was our first trip to Memphis since our wedding and I was a wee bit excited. From the first moment I saw my parents at the airport to the last moment when they dropped us off, I don't think I took a breath as I prattled on and on and on.
You see, I've known from reading all of those marriage books that one of the best things for our marriage is for me to be quiet most of the time. :) This is not my nature. I talk. Not just like the typical woman, but I could win awards (if talking constantly was something anyone on the planet would care to award).
My sweet husband probably thought all of that chatter was simply an anomaly. That I was excited to be home, missed everyone, had lots to catch up on and so naturally, I talked. Although that assessment would have been accurate in large part, I'd say that was more reasonably the cause of the lack of restraint I'd employed since we were married.
May all who pass along the way beware: The chatter bug within me still lives.
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