My Favorite Day

Today is my favorite day of the year.

This day, 27 years ago, the love of my life entered the world as a tiny little baboo.

Last year, we celebrate with a massage, a bad ass tour of the White House and best of all (JK only sort of) getting our wedding photos.

Two years ago we celebrated at MB’s least favorite restaurant in the world.

Four years ago we celebrated in Pittsburgh.



And this year, we’ll celebrate on separate coasts.

MB is the best human being that was ever brought onto this planet.

 

I’m so lucky that he was born, that we found our way to each other and that he continues, year after glorious year, to put up with my shenanigans.

 

 

MB – happy birthday. I love you so much. Have a wonderful day. Here’s to many many more.

Salty First Anniversary!

When you get married, after the cake and the flowers and the dress and the tux and the shoes and the hair and the centerpieces and the photo slideshows and the cards and favors and the dj and the memories have all been eaten dried preserved returned reworn washed packed shared read enjoyed thanked and cherished you immediately {well if you’re me, it’s immediate} start thinking of all the cool and awesome things that will happen when you’re actually married. Like you first big accomplishment as husband and wife {we BOTH got new jobs this year!}, your first big fight {let’s get that out of the way early}, and especially your first anniversary.

Now, let me get one thing straight. I had no illusions that my first anniversary would be like ribbons and flowers and diamonds everywhere. I thought at MOST it would be a night in the holiday inn where we spent our first H+W night, a nice brunch at our favo crepe place and a drive back to Jtown. At LEAST it would be a hug and a kiss and a card.

And then. We moved to California.

Well, half of we did anyway.

Chat ou, non?

Ok, here’s the thing.  I barely like our dog. 

Lucky for me {but unlucky for J + P} the Kangster is living in Jtown until we can drive him to the West Coast.  Bad for J+P because Kanga and their dog Archie are having a poop and pee face off.  It is exactly what it sounds like.  So I’m just going to leave it there.

Recently, the Pioneer Woman got a new cat.

And it reminded me of how much MB missed his {devil} cats from childhood and the occasional joy of Kanga’s company at home.  And then I had the worst idea ever.  Should MB get a cat in CA?

West Coast Holler!

Greetings from California.  La casa del Wife and Blog arrived to the golden coast in one piece, but definitely with a few fractured nerves.  We don’t do anything without a little drama, right?  But before I get to the drama, let me first assure you of one very certain thing:  While I moved out to our new home in California with MB I have not permanently relocated.  I am coming back.  In a week.

OK, Just Kidding

Right, so remember when I quit blogging?  Because I’m too busy with my life?  Well, I had to make a come back.  Cause we at la casa del Wife and Blog have some enormously life changing news.

We’re moving.

And by we, I mean MB.  Sort of.

Dorky Scientist Meets Pretty Girl*

MB was in a tiny fender bender 2 weeks ago.  As we sat on the couch recouperating, watching the 89th episode of Family Guy, Match.com played one of their commercials.

MB turned to me and said, I want to meet you on Match.com.

Relationship Ending No More

Today, like as in right now, I’m sitting in an airport waiting to board to take me home.  Like to my real home.

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MB is driving up from our other home to meet me there this evening.  One would think that he’d be picking me up at the airport with roses and hugs and kisses, as it’s been well over 5 days since I’ve seen his face.

But that’s not the case.

Amateur Photog

Recently MB and I got the coolest thing in the mail from MY favorite people in the world, John + Kimberly Sanderson.  I think you’ve heard me talk about them.

Ohhhh yes, that is our 16×20 inch gallery wrapped canvas.  Yum.

I Feel Married

Since tying the knot six months ago, there have been a few times that it hit me like a ton of bricks that MB and picked each other, made a life long committment and are now acting not as two separate people, but as a unit and forever team.

When I have these revelations I get the coolest feeling in the pit of my stomach, knowing, for once in my life that I made the right choice.

Then there are other times, where our marriage is completely predictable and I think to myself, wow, I really feel married, because our actions mirror the actions I see about marriages, on TV, in movies and from my own exposure to marriage through family and friends.

WTF am I talking about?

Hola, Mickey!

Today, MB and I are romping around the most magical place on earth!

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As I mentioned earlier this week, this marks our first out of state vacation together as husband and wife.  What is more miraculous is this is the first time MB and I have ever traveled on a plane together.