what a wedding means
I originally wrote this in 2010 as a guest post for a blog that’s, sadly, not up anymore....
Read MoreI originally wrote this in 2010 as a guest post for a blog that’s, sadly, not up anymore....
Read MoreWhat is it like being married? It’s like two satellites passing one another in orbit. Maybe...
Read MoreSo. I never told ya’ll the story of how the beau and I met, did I? Warning! Potential schmoop alert! Also: REALLY LONG POST alert. Evidently I am not that good at self-editing when it comes to schmoopy topics. In summary:...
Read MoreVery occasionally I find myself regressing to middle school.* Like this afternoon, when I found myself writing my name in different handwriting styles over and over again in the margins of my note pad.** Then — of course...
Read Moreme: “Hmm. It probably wouldn’t be classy to stick clip art pistols on our save-the-dates, would it?” beau: “What’s not classy about pistols?” Ah yes. So this is why I’m marrying...
Read MoreYou know what? It has come to my attention that living with your beloved is a lot like living with a total stranger. Except sometimes you and the stranger make out. The beau and I are pretty busy people. He travels for work and...
Read MoreA few months ago an ex-boyfriend contacted me on Facebook.* Yeah. Ex-boyfriend. I did things bass-ackwards when I was younger, just so you know. I spent 85% of college shackled in a long-term relationship, and my mid-twenties...
Read MoreAhh, the elusive three-day weekend. How dost one celebrate thee appropriately? Those in the...
Read MoreThe beau recently joined a couple of fellow teammates to discuss the goals of the upcoming rugby season. Being ruggers, nature dictated that they meet at a bar. What nature got blindsided by was: Weddings. “They asked me...
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