If I could change one thing about being married to Matt... it would be his mother.
We got baptised today, which was really cool for us, despite the fact that Matt had been baptised as a baby. Yes, that's great and wonderful, but the thing is? He doesn't really remember it. So he chose to be baptised again as an independently thinking adult, making the choice for himself. We did this together.
When he told his mom tonight, her response was "What'd you do that for?"
That woman. I need a stiff, stiff... drink.
And then she wouldn't even buy anything from my Body Shop party. Little did she know it was on me! Eat that.