( Spoilers for Only Lovers Left Alive )

I've been reading more lately. My dearest, too-generous husband got me a Nook Color for my birthday, and it's hard to express how much I've enjoyed it already. It fits perfectly into my life. It's wonderful to be able to go to bed when he does, knowing that he can switch off the light and begin snoozing while I finish my chapter ( Read more... )

I've been so very busy that I feel like my posting has become rather nonlinear of late. I haven't even blogged about my 11th anniversary yet, which was wonderful. We enjoyed dinner at Craftbar; here are a few photos. My amazingly generous husband gave me one of the best presents ever: a NookCraftbar was lovely and significantly exceeded my ( Read more... )

I have 48,000 things to do personally and professionally, but my husband surprised me by taking me out on a movie date.

David, sweetheart, you make me so happy.

Needless to say, I loved Julie & Julia.

I'll eat popcorn with you anytime, baby.

Happy nine years married to the love of my life. Even though events conspired so that we couldn't celebrate it quite as we would have liked (being a grownup is highly overrated), those things are transient. What lasts is us.

I love you.

Happy birthday to my beloved husband!

My beloved and I celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary yesterday. Well, we celebrated a little bit: our big celebration will come this weekend when we try Trois. For our mini-celebration, we stayed a bit closer to home and went for sushi at Ichiban, in honor of the fact that our first date was at a sushi restaurant.

I have mixed feelings about ( Read more... )

Bleah. My poor sweet husband is having an emergency crown on his tooth tomorrow. I went in to have my teeth cleaned this past Saturday, and he came with me. Good thing he did: his mouth had been bothering him some, and they were able to work him in ( Read more... )

No, really, it says so on the web site . . .

The ChillowSeriously, for those of us who have a problem with heating up and not cooling down easily (no, I'm not joking), I think this sounds fantastic. I mean, have you ever noticed how common it is for there to be one hot person and one cold person in a couple? I'm burning up when my husband is ( Read more... )

. . . of apple, that is. I have mentioned the apple compote we had in South Carolina over Christmas in several previous posts; here's the recipe:

( Apple-Cranberry Compote )