photo: Chesapeake Charm Photography It was a goal of ours to start traditions since we got married last year. We wanted to have little things that we could continue throughout our lives that we could eventually have with our family. Starting traditions is no easy task, especially when you are combining traditions already in place amongst your individual families. We wanted to continue some traditions that we had throughout our lives, but also start new ones that are our own. We had a busy year with some health bumps along the way, but I am really excited about some traditions we have started in the last year. A few of…
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Year One As The Volpe’s
I already mentioned it, but this is a sappy week here on the blog. It’s so crazy to me that we have already been married for a year, and I want to take some time to reflect on that. So Monday’s post was all about our marriage itself, today is a monthly reflection, and I have another post for Friday. I hope to look back on these marriage letters in the future and remember that things don’t always go as planned, but marriage is the best ride to be on. For the last 12 months I have been keeping a note on what we have experienced for our first year…
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How Does It Feel To Be A Wife?
cardigan- Oakleigh Rose | wifey shirt- Etsy | bracelet & necklace- Stella & Dot I get this question all of the time, and I really don’t know how to answer it. It’s kind of like how Alex talked about being asked if you are nervous to get married. I totally get why people ask, and it doesn’t bother me at all, it’s just a weird question in general. I mean yeah, things actually do feel kind of different, but then many things also feel the same. I do know one thing, I love being Dave’s wife. I have only been a wife for a little over 4 months, so I…
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Our First Night Out Together
I am so excited to be linking up with Sarah and Helene for their first #TotalSocial linkup! The first link up is about “Firsts”! Lucky for me, my birthday falls on Presidents Day or Presidents Day weekend quiet often, which means an extra day of drinking. My 21st birthday was a Saturday, and that meant 3 nights in a row of going out. This was much easier said than done because I am pretty sure the 2 hours we were at the bar after I turned 21 were a mess and I didn’t even want to get out of bed on my birthday. Although I pulled myself up (around 11am)…