Hello CAUTION: This entry long memories platters flowing. Happy Birthday for our first wedding coup

Hello CAUTION: This entry long memories platters flowing. Happy Birthday for our first wedding couple. Thank God, that I can describe. Ye, we still green in the surf boat household. But what could I talk and visualize, marriage is a field in which I learned a lot of things in life. Of hurt, sad, frustrated, when excited, platters happy, laughing. You can be hurt very much to feel like mashed faces, but within one minute later, you're cold heart melt like ice cream when in contact with hugs and kisses with her husband. That marriage. The story begins about a week before our wedding anniversary. Ah, my aunt's marriage feast aka my mother's sister falls on the same date. Also sad because I can feel my heart wants to celebrate on time, she said. Redha je lah, I feel like there are benefits kongsis anniversary date. So, I began to think of a surprise to Mr. husband. But the funny thing is, sir husband got very excited ni nak celebrate first anniversary. What the pffft! This time it feels like, "oh, how important I got a wife and mother-to-child will be his". But, I'm supposedly, ostensibly perseverance, indomitable also want to create surprise. So, I think, want to welcome the beginning of the day (Friday) because feast Saturday and Sunday tu dah birthday my dad. And hear-hear, sir husband talk there. With persistence, the night before the incident, I told Mr. husband that I want to use the car. As usual, when I want to use the car, sir liable berjemput husband lying to his workplace. I had carrot cake order of ex-officemate. Baby cravings he said. Can also agree with it? Hahaha. Mr. husband last post, I already stopped taking the cake all. Until the house, tidy rooms sorts bridal room ready to mop all. Seriously, with a growing belly, she tired of other kinds.
Ready to update all dah midday. Kelibut sent to the laundry toto pastu nak cari layover anniversary card. Nak made into a story, watch dah nak 3pm. Similarly card no! Time tu feel like auntie told the shop, "dah why not sell auntie anniversary card?" However, whether power. Supposedly platters with creative hand that is not how I want to make a card. It was more meaningful. Hence, makes that,
Seriously, completed all ni 5pm. Dah devastated want to take Mr. husband. Not ready to talk a little slow. Sort lovely-lovely cake with card on the bed. Charge Mr. husband opened the door and hold one of the things you see. Most can not blah, when taken Mr. husband from work, she may also want to talk layover haircut! I had imagined, liquid cake, ants streets mark the cake, my sister entered the room to eat cake, and others. Waaaaa, jelah time with Him and persevere despite aircond tu dah tide mark coldest room. Finally, I was waiting out front barber shop while eating ice cream for cool kid liver. Mak Lukae, if we drink water, eat chills confirm nak isolated. platters Fate and-and also settle tu dah Mr. husband haircut. Until je home, I continued to go the bathroom. Hence, it becomes platters also a surprise platters when Mr. husband entered the room. Sadly, the last she read the card, he wat je stupid. I guess snap. He put his mark on the bed je cards, continue on tablet, play games. I feel angry god je tu time out. Le dock he want to say thank you to, kiss-kiss cards tu ke, dab a bit of cake to. That night, I was hangin one body. Dah lah week he did not know wat je. Similarly, if I may ask, "do not like the red card to the shadow platters for her?" , He replied, "Like, if you do not like red dah throw in the trash!". Seriously, melt water points throughout the night. Huhu. The following morning, the ceremony at grandma's house myself. I let him take himself very clever. Ram you lah. When my mother says, "men did you eat yet? Never give food to?" platters I do not know je. Guilt too, but it's okay, bye sorry. I just went silent Sunday. Lazy chatting like. Nak made into a story, there is going to attend Sunday feast kitaorang tu. Exhausted feast, sir husband spare layover in-laws house in KL for a while before I go back to Shah Alam. But he said, unable to hold back home, stop by to see a friend there wanted little discussion. I'm too lazy to argue with mood like, agree je. Another weird when he says something, take a little lovely clothes, do not want it t-shirt kind of always. I was makin snap with words that because I feel like, "I've got a pretty big Ghowr when stomach dah ni wear t-shirts. platters Again he wanted to see my friends!" . Seriously beb, crying inside. Tiskkk. platters During a trip to see a friend platters of Mr. husband tu, I just entertain feelings, the thoughts platters hovering. Ghowr kinds dah song. There dizzy dizzy here, finally arrived at the location. Seriously, I'm too lazy to look left-right with an empty soul. Oh, come on the scene, one way