It's been one whole year and I still feel like the luckiest girl out there.
Thank you, Joey, for loving me despite my awesomely bad kitchen dance moves, constant supply of not-so-funny jokes and consistent inability to close any cabinet/drawer ever. You have been my support system, my biggest cheerleader and my closest friend.
Because of you, I can say that I get to have my pie and eat it too. :)
Here's to many, many more!
(Why pie, you ask? Well, that's another story for another day. I will tell you that we are of the opinion that pie's way better than cake anyway.)