Thursday, January 27, 2011

Not one of "those people"

This is probably a better facebook post than blog entry, but I've already posted on facebook once today and I'm really trying to keep pretending I'm not one of *those people* who gets on facebook every five minutes.

Sometimes you just have to wash your face, make a cup of tea and get on with it.


*picture here

Tuesday, January 25, 2011


I like the word 'crazy.' It implies that things are a bit out of control (or at least out of the ordinary) without necessarily implying that that's a bad thing.

It's also Paul's nickname for me. Make of that what you will.

My life's a little crazy right now. School's in session, I'm teaching and taking some labor-intensive classes (including one called "Violence in Early Modern Europe," which I think it's simultaneously awesome and ridiculous. I'm getting paid to take these classes? Really? I took Old Occitan last quarter. Have you even *heard* of Old Occitan? I hadn't either).

Paul and I are slowly but surely making progress on the house, but my camera finally gave up the ghost, so I haven't taken any pictures lately. We finally installed my mad cool bookshelves above the bedroom door and wrapping around to the front corner of the house, and they make me happy every time I look at them. We also put in a proper thermostat, replacing the old, scary mercury-filled one. One of the next projects on the docket is to finish cleaning out the garage (which is full of left-over wedding stuff, Paul's tools and stuff that won't fit in the house, wine-making supplies, gardening tools, soil, mulch, pots and I don't even know what else) and to make a proper tool bench.

Oh, and we adopted a cat.

Just noticed that you can see both my awesome book shelf and our new thermostat in the webcam picture. It's almost like I meant to do that.

So truth in advertising, actually *I* adopted a cat. He's supposed to keep Penny busy during the day while we're at school and work. Judging by the papers I regularly find strewn on the floor when I get home, I think it's working.

Doesn't she look innocent, though?

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Life after the wedding

What with the holidays and all, I got a bit burned out with the wedding posts. I might put up a couple more with some more of the ceremony and reception or some photobooth photos, but I'm trying to get into the habit of blogging more regularly and I'm a bit bored with wedding stuff.

'What?' you say? 'Bored with wedding stuff? But your wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of your life! You should spend the next 10 years poring over your wedding album and wishing you could still fit in your wedding dress! How can you be bored?!?'

Confession: I was accused of being the anti-bride during the six weeks we spent planning our wedding. While I did a lot of the traditional wedding-y stuff (spent hours and at least a year's worth of dexterity in my right hand stamping our invitation envelopes, bought trellises and little tissue paper poofy things to decorate the 'ceremony site', had a bridal shower and a hen party (that included cheese AND chocolate fondues, When Harry Met Sally nail painting and a sleepover at my house), we also did some not-so-traditional wedding-y stuff. Like planning on having the entire shindig in our combined backyards and crossing our fingers that it wouldn't rain. And cooking all the food ourselves. And making my dress from scratch, painstakingly sewing together panels of cut silk taffeta flowers by hand (a project that I could not have done alone by any means - thank you again, Kate!) Or how about getting flowers from our favorite vendor at the farmer's market (who gave them to us for free, since it turned out that their anniversary is the same as ours) and having the lovely Amy make boutonnieres for the guys because she just happened to have worked in a flower shop for a few months last year?

So maybe there was some truth to the anti-bride thing.

Honestly, though, as much as I absolutely loved our wedding, and as much as it was one of the happiest days of my life to this point, I'm ready for what's next. I'm ready to work on feathering our nest, and planning for our future, and having adventures and continuing to learn from each other. So I'm hoping to start using this space to chronicle our present and speculate on our future together, rather than to dwell further on how fabulous our wedding was.


Even though, really, it was pretty fabulous.