Day 3- A picture of you and your friends

Not sure who the kissing booth kid is in this picture, but I do know one thing for sure. He was all up on me that night. I am not going to say I didn't like it, but it definitely started to become a burden by the end of the night.

Only one other person knows how hard it is to carry the mantle of everyone being in love with you... and that's MY GYN!

Gyn is the gem right in the middle trying to man handle my kissing booth and my behind...

I would like to take a quick minute to express my undying love for my baby Gyn! I don't think I tell her enough. She makes me so incredibly happy. I look forward to seeing her face every night when I get home. Not so much in the morning... that takes a lot of me.

It it wasn't for her, I would have been prescribed Celexa years ago. She is hands down the most inappropriately hilarious person I have ever met... and I never know what is going to come out her mouth next. I would share stories, but unfortunately, both of our mothers tell us that we need to not show anyone who we really are or at least not all at once, so I will refrain for now.

(Gyn, I know the Bishop has told us multiple times that we have no chance after this life, but as long as I am with you and pearl, I am sure we will do just fine where ever we do end up.)

The strapping, young, black man that gets her is a very lucky man. (If, of course Gyn, he doesn't fall in love with me first... You know how that goes. It has happened one to many times already).

I love you, Gyn. So much. And I know that our relationship is only going to get better from here on out now that our beds are pushed together... Thanks for taking such good care of me and making me laugh every single day... Emphasis on the single.