I haven't updated my blog in about a year, which coincides with my getting a job (that's my excuse: gainful employment that makes the world a better place). My phone, however, which I use to take pictures for my blog, is full of photos taken for that purpose--and in going through them I realize just how great married life has been. Here's the run-down, with pictures. :)
We went on a honeymoon to New Orleans |
We ate Beignets.
We cooked Cajun food. |
And enjoyed Carnival season... |
We settled down to the business of being married. |
And we cooked... a lot. This is one of the best creations: chicken and dumplings to die for. |
I picked out a surprise 25th birthday present. This is his butt. |
He was totally adorable and really destructive.
We gave him a name that no one could pronounce or remember. (It's Thaxted)
Winter FINALLY thawed and the hope of Spring and a garden (with abnormally large earthworms) beckoned.
and learned the importance of peanut butter. |
I ran a half marathon... |
We cooked out a lot |
because we were remodeling the kitchen. |
I dyed my hair really blond and made a baby quilt.
We had several mishaps, including locking ourselves out of the house and buying a fridge too big to fit through the door.
The garden thrived.
Thaxted had that surgery that forever deprived the world of his offspring.
He looked really cute in a cone...
Summer flowers are now in bloom...
And peaches have arrived from Georgia. All is well.
Marriage is a thing I love in the same way I love breathing. Actually eating might be a better example because it is conscious and takes on different flavors every day! What I mean is that after the shock of the first week or two set in, being married is as essential to my life as breathing or eating. Presently my wife and son are traveling (so I could go to a job interview and finish my dissertation without the distractions of domestic life), and it's been very hard to be away from them for two weeks. I don't know what to do with myself. So how is married life? It's great. It's hard. It's nothing like I expected. It's everything I am.
ReplyDelete