I'm Ashley.

I'm a 24 year old newly wed. I graduated in 2013 with a degree in General Engineering and currently work for a telecommunication company in South Carolina. I started when I was 16 as a Co-Op student worker and have been here ever since, I love this company and my amazing job, I'd probably duct tape myself to my desk if ever asked to leave! We are currently designing our future home and while it's aggravating at times, I love the challenge of it. I'm sure I've left out some things, I'm horrible at describing myself but at 24 it's just because I'm finally coming into my own, as I like to say: These are my warm up years :).







This is the hubs :) and this is our story.

We met in 2006 in high school. He was a Freshman, I was a Junior, he annoyed the mess out of me. The End. Until my Senior year when I went through a horrible breakup that October (3 years of dating), found out my dad was really sick and only had until maybe June, and then losing my dad in January 4 months shy of my graduation. My best friend, lets call him B, and Daniel (husband) were by my side through all of this. I would not have made it without them, B rushed to my house late at night on more than one occasion just to let me cry my eyes out. Remember this is a guy who lived on the opposite side of town and I'm happy to say he's still my best friend today, you don't let people like this go. Daniel was just positive. I say "just" but it's huge one. I needed to see the good things, I needed to laugh and get back into the world, I needed to still live and he done this.
Looking back our first time hanging out alone was him dragging me to see The Dark Knight the weekend it came out, I had a truck and he couldn't drive, commence the begging.  We went to our first Warped Tour together, yes we were those kids. B had another group of friends he ditched us for at the concert (we fell apart for about a year because of this but we're all better now) so Daniel and I just stuck together. Fast forward to May 2009, I had been off to college and was visiting a step cousins' step grandmother's house with a pool...Okay I was visiting a pool. Daniel was friends with the grandmother's son (Our family tree is weird okay) and we reconnected. June 17, 2009 we became a thing :) Moved into together in August 2010, got a cat in September 2010, got engaged on February 6, 2013 and got married on May 10, 2014.



This is my first love.

Oswald Beauregard Wallace (Daniel adopted him when we got married :)). His name was Ozzy first and I still call him that but his nickname is Bear (and wahzzy) so his hence his full name. In my head he speaks like an old time Southern gentleman, My animals have accents in my mind I have no idea why. He's a 95 pound, 10 year old German Shepherd mix, I think he's mixed with a black bear honestly but the vet said Chow. He would have me lie and say he is fearsome with a bark as strong as his bite, protector of the yard (and all the neighbors yards) and defender of the mail lady dropping off packages (MOM why do you order so much from amazon?!) But his bark is much worse  than his bite because he doesn't bite. He runs from small children and anything smaller than him really, unless you try to get to close to his mom and then he will stand in between me and whoever is too close. He is my baby and my "feel better pill". A long walk with him and some talking it out and I can't remember why any problem is important enough to make me upset. A girl's best friend is her dog. Always.


Our first pet together as a couple.

Meet Mr. Binx. Yes I love Hocus Pocus and I don't care if he isn't solid black. He's British in my head by the way. He just turned 4 on July 3rd. We adopted him from a shelter at around 2 months old. Daniel said lets just go look at cats to adopt, I told him we'd end up bringing one home. I was looking at this timid older black cat when "Garth" at the time stuck his arm out of his cage and sung me the song of his people trying to get my attention. It worked, I held him, he crawled behind my hair and I said He's mine. The next day we brought home this crazy kitten doped up on anesthesia from being fixed. He loves making bird sounds, his stuffed snowflake (The puppy killed the snowflake!!), and his crunchies. God does he love his crunchies. AND drinking out of my water glass regardless if he has water or not, it's always my glass! Once upon a time he wasn't allow in the bedroom, then he wasn't allowed in the bed, now he sleeps with us and one of us looses foot room every night.

This is Mieke Moo Wallace. Pronounced Mee-Ka" She a sable German Shepherd (can ya tell I love my shepherds??) Nicknames at the moment are: Moo, Mieke Moo, Moose, Baby Girl and Mieke-chu. It sounded like Pikachu one day and it stuck. Baby girl is 11 months old. Yes she went from that little puppy I could scoop up in my arms to that big dog over there who the scale will no longer weigh. She is a complete fruit loop but God do I love this little girl. She is one of the most lovable and protective dogs. And boy oh boy is she smart. We are loving watching her personality come through!