Me: I booked Evan and I a weekend in October at the place where we stayed the day after our wedding.
Mom: How Romantic!
Me: Yeah, we go October 17-19, we'll be staying in the same room. I'm looking forward to it, the colors will be so pretty!
Mom: Wait, isn't that Sweetest Day?
Me: Oh man, we aren't that Romantic!
Mom: Cheesey.
Me. Barf.
E: no no no... a Zombie would look like this (makes face, mouth agape)
A: Don't do that!
E: What? I'm just opening my mouth.
A: You know that sometimes I worry about zombies!
E: Baby, I can tell you with 100% certainty that zombies do not exist.
A: How can you be so sure?
E: Because they are unstoppable, killing machines. We would all be dead.
A: They're lying dormant.
E: THEY ARE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINES. There is no dormant.
A: They're just hanging out in their graves!
E: That's vampires.
A: No, cause they're half dead, so they're sleeping.
E: They don't sleep, they're UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINES.
A: I'm not so sure.
E: Baby, I promise I'm not trying to crush all of your dreams, just the scary ones.
"So, how is marriage going so far?"
I get asked this question all of the time, my stock response? "Well, we beat Pamela Anderson, she got married the same day we did and is divorcing, so I guess we're ok."
Seriously, how am I supposed to answer that question?
a) Well, we haven't killed each other yet.
b) It's everything I hoped it would be and more! We don't even leave the house!
c) Things are good, about the same except we live together.
d) We're learning the ropes. I make dinner, he takes out the trash etc...
I know marriage changes things. Believe me, I feel the change and it's wonderful. It's the ultimate in contentment. Something about that contract feels so.... safe. Solid. I have someone legally bound to my team, and I love it. I'm just not ever really sure how to put that into words without gushing. Or sounding flighty and all "see my rose colored glasses?".
Nothing is perfect. Including our relationship. There are bumps and challenges but we embrace those. We choose those times to practice our communication and take that step closer in intimacy. We work hard at this, and yes, some days are easier than others, but the common denominator regardless of the day? This was a choice and we both still fully believe in the choice we made. It makes all of the difference.
So how is marriage so far? I still choose Evan and that should say it all I guess.
Yesterday I took the day off of work to do some post Christmas shopping with Kerri who was in town from NYC but on her way back out of town to England for New Years.
Kerri and I are horrible shopping partners in that we don't curb each other at all. Everything is cute, everything is reasonably price and yes, you need another pair of jeans and a bright red bag. Naturally.
So it's no surprise really that I spent more money than I intended during our shopping day.
When we returned with our purchases, I made the call. The first call to my husband since we've been married to tell him I did a bit of damage to our bank account.
And wow, he was a champ about it and even agreed with the majority of my purchases when I showed them off this morning.
I love that man for appreciating a beautiful tweed jacket and sassy pair of boots.
Update: Photos!
The Boots: Miz Mooz Casablanca in Black
You dress for work in the morning.
You choose your khaki pants that make you feel like a chic photographer for National Geographic.
You note they are tight, but you remember a) you've gained a few pounds in your currently blissfully wedded state and b) the sales girl told you to but the pants a bit tight because of the wide leg.
They're still cute.
Not uncomfortably tight.
You work a full day.
You run some errands after work.
Your 2nd to last stop is Trader Joes.
You load your bags into your car, open the door and quickly get in noting the car waiting for your parking spot.
You hear a rip.
You feel the cold against your skin.
It is the first time you've worn a thong in 6 months.
And lucky you, your pant have completely split open.
You call your sister because you have to tell SOMEONE about the ridiculousness.
Your last stop is your parent's house.
You walk in, turn around and show your mom your bare butt.
She laughs and says "you better change those pants before your husband sees you, otherwise he'll want you to wear them all the time"
You head home.
Walk in the door and announce to your husband that you have to go on a diet.
When he asks why, you turn around and show him your bare ass.
He states that the silver lining is that it happened now and not in the middle of the day.
And then he laughs while you do the booty dance in your dining room.
"Wow, I've never heard competitive bell ringing before."
"Are you two a couple just doing a good deed?"
"I like a clean slot, no dollar bills just sticking through."
"See? That's what happens when you try to get all fancy with your bell ringing."
"Get off my button!"
"Thank you."
"Merry Christmas."
"I can't feel my thumbs or the toes on my right foot."
"I have to switch hands, I'm starting to get ringing elbow."
Wake me every morning by crawling back into bed with me instead of resetting the alarm clock.
This is my favorite part of the day.
Always buy me flowers when we're having a dinner party.
We got out wedding DVDs in the mail yesterday. Yes. DVDs PLURAL. Why? Because our videographer rocks and made one DVD of the ceremony and one of the reception and let me tell you, he captured it all!
It was so wonderful watching the ceremony from start to finish. We sat on the couch eating pancakes and watching ourselves make the biggest commitments of our lives. And I hung onto every word. So much of it I had missed in a haze of nerves and excitement. Watching us I realized Evan seemed as calm as ever and I couldn't stop fidgeting, also, I couldn't stop smiling. And that's what I remember, that I couldn't stop smiling throughout the ceremony.
I loved reliving it from start to finish, I don't want to do it all over again, but I definitely want to watch it often.
I know it has only been 3 weeks, but I have to say, marriage suits me. I'm not sure what it is but I feel more myself than I ever have. More comfortable in my own skin, confident, beautiful. Happy. I know we're still in the honeymoon phase, but this isn't the "oh we're so in love" speaking (even though we are and I am feeling that) it's deeper, it's more about me and finding myself, more than I ever thought it would impact that, marriage and Evan have completed me (as cheesey as I know that sounds! Hello Jerry McGuire).
The point is, I seem to wearing this role well. I like myself as Evan's wife. I just want to hit pause and savor this time now. For once I'm not anticipating the next life phase, for now I am just content to be exactly who we are right now.
Side Note: We had a second reception at my grandmother's assisted living home over the weekend, she couldn't make it to the wedding. It was amazing. Photos here.
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