So, the Fiancée and I had a wedding this weekend. I would say we got married, but we've been married for a long time. I think the Fiancée would agree that whatever makes me me and whatever makes her her were married long before our wedding, before we moved in together, before I put a ring on it, before our first dance, before we met families, ( Read more... )

Yesterday was weird (comma) very. I had such high hopes for it. The Fiancée and I started the day purchasing a new washer and dryer, so I would no longer have to kick start and punch restart the washer before running clothes three times through the dryer to get them to a point of being only a little damp. Then when we got back we had a package of ( Read more... )

I don't mean to brag, but I have an aggressive cut bow saw. It's awesome. It cuts things. . . aggressively. While many of you probably had no idea that I possess such an awe-inspiring tool, my dad is well aware of it. In fact, when I told him that the Fiancée and I were planning a trip to the beach near him and we would like to get together for ( Read more... )

Some of you may be wondering why the Fiancée and I are together. After all, when we first started dating she didn't understand any of my Karate Kid references and I had never even heard the name Anthony Starke. Despite these seemingly insurmountable differences, she and I have managed to cobble together something pretty freakin' awesome. I have no ( Read more... )

After struggling for months, I finally make my own coffee every day. As delicious as coffee-shop coffee is, I'm an adult with mortgage now, and I've decided that two fifty for a can to make many cups of coffee is far better than three fifty for one cup of already made coffee. While the Fiancée likes the savings, I'm pretty sure she's not too ( Read more... )