Ahhh I love Sundays

Sundays are seriously my favorite day of the whole week. There is nothing better than relaxing around the house all day with my best friend. Lately we have been dragging ourselves to church (good thing we have callings) because 9 am church is kicking our butt. I don't know what it is about Sunday but all we want to do is lay in bed. The nice thing about church being early is that we have the whole day to lay around and do absolutely nothing.

Our day has been absolutely pathetic perfect. After church, we ate left over pizza from last night (oops-sorry diet) and watched Despicable Me 2. Now its 3 in the afternoon and we are watching 90210 and there is not a care in the world. I love Sundays because you can't do anything. So I don't feel obligated to go to the gym, or go to work. I'll just lay on the couch all day and cuddle my babe.

The best part is we will be doing this until 6. Because then we are going to my parents house for dinner. That's another great thing about Sundays; spending time with the family.

Before I end this ridiculous post, I wanted to share something I saw on Twitter. It melted my heart. I couldn't agree more with everything it said. It makes me wish I wrote it.

"Growing up, I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little black box that held expensive things, and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss in the rain, deep explanations, and the perfect story. But now that I'm older, I've realized it's not like that at all. 

See because true love for me is ugly snapchats, and kissing at 6am despite the morning breath. It's singing at the top of our lungs. It's saying all the wrong things, at all the wrong moments. It's sarcasm and being honest even when it hurts. It's late hours of the night when it's been a long night and it's no make up and bad hair. It's tears from laughter, it's tears from sadness, and it's nothing like any storybook you've ever read. It's never running out of things to talk about and it's being comfortable in the silence of things. True love is watching The Notebook though you said you never would. It's getting mad over stupid things. It's "you're an idiot" and "you little shiz" and knowing you're so lucky to hear those things everyday. It's spilling your feelings at 4am when you should be asleep. It's that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile. It's the worst story and the best story. It's ''thank goodness'' it worked out. True love is never losing the magic. True love is not leaving when things get hard. 

I like my definition better anyways."

The perfect definition of true love.

Now I'm going to get back to cuddling with my babe. xox