today is steven’s and my wedding anniversary.
we have already received a couple of very nice condolence cards.
I KEED! I KEED!
although we are not logistically in a place to embark on some romantic celebration of our glorious union, i can safely speak for both of us in saying that we are totally in love with … US.
the past summer has been one amazingly chaotic journey … fraught with uncertainty, hope, a little disappointment, a lot of anxiety, a side of deer-in-the-headlights-WTF-?-!-?-!-?, and — ultimately — a big ol’ vat of ass-patting, we are freakin’ studly, take no prisoners PRIDE.
in the end, we are still in poughkeepsie, but we are in a great little house (that — post-summer-adventure — we can MAYBE stop sinking money into for, like, 17 minutes) … we have a super-elastic kid who weathered a lot of nuttiness recently and whose life is imminently going to be further disrupted by a new baby sister (becoming increasingly lukewarm on) and going to preschool (always very excited to talk about) … steven is a man who can totally keep it together when it counts the most, taking care of his family AND HIMSELF, even in the face of succulent temptation … and i will go ahead and say that i ain’t too bad myself. i oughtta launch a project-management how-to series. “six-sigma” this, suckas! try orchestrating what i was while 7-months pregnant, parenting a two-year-old, and in a six-week time frame. i’ll show you efficiency and trouble shooting (and a really cute house*).
so all this might be a tad cryptic, but the three or four of you who read it and actually care probably already know what’s been going on. rest assured that steven and i are kicking massive amounts of ass. sure it would be great to have some idyllic, conflict- and surprise-free life (um, in california), but then neither of us would know how awesome it is to be with someone who — without doubt — has our respective back.
perhaps our good fortune amidst the chaos of life comes in part from the day we chose to get married. today is grandma oma’s birthday. oma knows ALL ABOUT kicking ass. she does it daily. she’ll get flustered before reluctantly admitting it. now that i think of it … once she admits it, though, she really doesn’t have too much of a problem letting anyone know what’s what.
happy birthday, grandma!
and happy anniversary, steven!
* post & pics coming soon!

















