Day 35.

Dear New Husband,

We went to our first wedding since our wedding. I have to say, it struck such a sweet chord with me about how lucky I am to get to be with you. I know how much I love you; heck, I'm writing a letter to you ever day so you know all the things I love about you and our new life together. But there is something so profound and resounding to watch others make a marriage covenant to each other; the same we have made to one another. I get an amazing reminder that somehow, I got to marry you.

Even today, remembering how I felt 35 days ago - it was happy shock. I couldn't believe that someone actually picked me. I hope that every day, I show you how thankful I am that you chose me to spend your life with. And that every day I show you that the greatest adventure I could ever have doesn't lie overseas or in a distant city, it lies in being your wife and partner in life.

Even if I don't eat bananas before a race and whine at 6:45 in the morning. I'm just not adventurous before noon.

I love you,

Your New Wife who is so glad she married someone way more athletic than her.

Day 34.

Dear New Husband,

I think it is so darling that you needed a 'you' date with me. Buffalo Wild Wings - complete with beer and wings. I guess I shouldn't call that darling. But the only synonyms I can come up with are "precious", "cute", etc. All of these adjectives describe puppies and baby otters, not a 'you' date at Buffalo Wild Wings.

But you bring up a great point. When we go out to eat, we go to my favorite places. As a woman, that appeals to me so much and I feel so woo-ed by this. But I understand that we don't go out very often and not that you don't enjoy the places we frequent, but Bee-Dubs helps you feel woo-ed. I get it. So endearing.

I adore that I get to love you and eat messy chicken with you and drink lite beer while discussing the glory that is college football.

Don't miss me too much while I'm off being a girl, celebrating our sweet friend's last fling before the ring.

I love you,

Your New Wife.

Day 33.

Dear New Husband,

Thank you for not being that controlling, overbearing, stereotypical male (Although, if you were that way, we would have not been wed 33 days ago. Nor would we have dated) that doesn't let me spend our money on hanging with such sweet girlfriends. But you let me spend money on snacks and treats and carbonated brown sugar and on a ticket to watch Leo and Kate fall in love in 3D.

I'm so thankful that you encourage me to do these things and you know the importance of me getting that 'girl' time that you definitely can't provide. Granted, you could've taken me to see Titanic in 3D, but I appreciate it so much more with girls.

Plus, when I come home after watching a very sappy and mushy movie for 3 and a half hours how much I have missed you and am excited to recite over and over while holding you tight: "Please don't die. Ever."

I love you,

Your New Wife who is so glad that you are not booked on a transatlantic ocean liner. Ever.

Day 32.

Dear New Husband,

I think Wednesdays might be my least favorite day. I feel rushed at the end of the day when I finally get to see you. And talk to you in person - rather than via text, Google chat, smoke signal, carrier pigeon, etc. But, such is life. Trying to put our relationship and communicating and connectedness with each other in front of the stress of everyday existence.

Some days, thats an easy task. That's mostly on days that are at the end of our weeks. But that's only 2 days out of 7! And then we have date night. That's only 3 out of 7! So we fumble around, realizing what is important and what we can put on the back burner. Right now, that's easy. But one day, in 15 years, when we have littles that will be a whole different story. I pray we can continually put our relationship with each other first, instead of letting it fall in the cracks. Not that we do that currently, but I hope we can keep up this behavior!

I love you,

Your New Wife who thinks the most useless things are important. Except for graduate school. That's not useless. Nor do I give it importance. Paradox.

Day 31.

Dear New Husband,

One whole month! Hard to believe, because it only feels like a week since we said the two most famous last words: "I Do."

I loved getting asked at lunch today: "What have you learned in the last month?" Because it basically helped me prep for today's letter. But so far, in 31 days of wedded bliss, I have learned so much about expectations: Having them, managing them, etc. And that our definitions for abstract things are different. Shocking, right?

And that sharing a Queen bed with someone is so difficult, especially when I want all the space I can garner. Blame it on being the youngest, blame it on sleeping by myself in a full bed for 7 years, but it is what it is. And I'm trying. But maybe for our 1 year we can invest in a King. Eh, eh?

But I hope you know that there is no one else I would rather figure all of this out with. And there is no one else I would rather annoy with my perpendicular sleeping habits. And after a month. . . I wanna marry you all over again.

I love you,

Your New Wife who would let you chase her all the way to Tennessee.

Day 30.

Dear New Husband,

Melting Pot for dinner - Check.

You putting together shelves for all my graduate school books - Check.

Us watching the new Twilight and me being on the verge of sobbing watching the wedding scene - Check.

1 month anniversary tomorrow - Check.

Feeling like the most special and loved woman in the world - Check.

I love you,

Your New Wife who feels more loved today than yesterday.

Day 29.

Dear New Husband,

Happy Birthday to me!! I get to be married to you and you get to give me a KitchenAid stand mixer! Seriously, you're outdoing yourself here, husby. You really need to use coupons and/or take us to Ikea Food for the next date night. At this rate, I really do expect any of the following for the next time you give me a gift: Puppy/dog, car, iPad or Apple shares.

As we celebrate my birthday, I'm so glad we can celebrate such an important holiday of Easter together. And we can enjoy being at home together, relishing in the salacious scandal of another day at Downton Abbey.

You are so gracious and thoughtful - there is no one else I would rather spend the end of my birthday with than you. Enjoying the last bit of the sweetness of birthday cake and relishing in how blessed I am to celebrate all of life's happiness with you.

I love you,

Your New Wife who is slathered in chocolate icing and prepping for a sugar coma.