I turned 41 years old on Friday.

It's not a particularly noteworthy birthday, and being in mid-May, like it always is, my birthday tends to be surrounded by tons of other events.  My various family members were scattered, so Graham and I chose to have a quiet dinner out.  Originally, Graham was supposed to work, but the event got moved to another ( Read more... )

This has been a singularly strange year for me and Graham, but perhaps this is the sort of thing that happens to most couples in their first year of marriage ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, my sister Claudia got to be in a wedding as the flower girl. I was so jealous. She was maybe four or five years old and got to wear a special dress and looked like a little angel. I was maybe seven or eight and looked pretty much like an ordinary kid in nice clothes that I already owned. I knew at my wedding that I wouldn't single ( Read more... )

It was awesome. Awesome. Awesome.

These are the first few pictures that showed up on facebook.


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So Graham and I went shopping on Saturday, and we ended up buying


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I'm still dealing with the remnants of this cold, and it's pissing me off. I cough all the time, and I feel not so great, but I don't feel particularly sick, either. I haven't been able to exercise, except the one spin class that sent me spasming into more coughing. I'm Racing for the Cure tomorrow, which is supposed to be the kick off for hardcore ( Read more... )

A few days ago, I was having lunch with my mother and I said, "I'm sorry. I promise that everything I talk about for the next year won't be about the wedding ( Read more... )

So yeah ( Read more... )

Tonight, Graham and I prepared surf 'n' turf (steamed lobster and grilled ribeye) with boiled new potatoes and sauteed spinach and garlic for ourselves and our friend Stephanie. She brought over a couple of bottles of wine and some Girl Scout Cookies, and we had a lovely Valentine's Day dinner planning out a dinner party for 25 people later on in ( Read more... )

A few days ago, I remarked to Graham that I thought it was remarkable that so many women I know in their 30s and 40s are single and never married. His response, which I thought was probably appropriate, was that this is maybe the second generation where it's possible for women to make those sorts of choices about their lives ( Read more... )