one year baby!

it was the best of times and it was the worst, er difficult of times. on the one hand it was like a dream - travelling here, there, and everywhere. not to mention moving to another country. and sharing every step with my husband. it feels so normal now to refer to barry as my husband. in spite of how hard it can be at times - like grrrrrrr - i love being mrs. meredith. i feel like i am coming into my own, including my new role as a wife. like kids, our spouses do not come with instruction manuals - although  that would be nice. instead the first year of marriage can be equated to a trial by fire. having said that, i'm awfully glad i didn't marry sooner, like in my 20's. i seriously shutter at the thought of what a rubbish wife i would have made then. thank goodness i've had time to grow up (a little!), and for the few frogs (ahem!)i had to practice with until my prince came along. and although i can't say i was prepared for what was in store, i was ready. 

some highlights from our first year of marriage starting with it the the most special of them all, our wedding....

 barry's first look

 all i can think of when i see this picture is "oye with the purple nail polish - WHY did i think that was cute?"

 one of the 7 wonders of the world - chichen itza, mexico

 tulum, mexico on our honeymoon

 during my solo trip to Amsterdam, paying homage to my new 'M' surname

during a visit to cambridge

all dressed up for a ball 

notice i am wearing the appropriate safety gear for cycling, and my husband is not.

these last 2 pictures are from a surprise trip to the cotswolds over easter weekend

river ranch, florida 

and this guy. our lives have never 

a really bad photo from the frank turner concert at wembley.

another instagram picture of my guiness moustache - classy i know. the is one of the mr.'s favorites!



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