April 2012
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On the Bright Side
Me: I hope it's not hot and gross on our wedding day.
Levi: I hope it doesn't rain.
Me: If it rains, at least we'll get some cute red umbrella pictures.
Levi: Yeah.
Me: We should bring our umbrella and take some cute red umbrella pictures even if it's not raining.
Levi: (lovingly) You're a nerd.
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Surprising Simplicity
Even though I am pretty convinced the universe won’t let anyone get out of Weddingland without some difficulty, some things are still allowed to be simple.
Like the actually getting married part. Surprisingly easy. Get license. Get it signed. Send it back. You’re married! All for under $50. And applying for the license itself was pretty simple too. We had a very vague idea of what...
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The Vexing Venue
So this week, we almost had a crisis concerning our chosen venue, a picnic shelter in a really nice community park. A little over a month ago, Levi had called to reserve the shelter we wanted, a large one near the lake. Well, a couple of days ago, he caught me at the end of my lunch break at work to tell me that when he went to pay for our reservation, he learned that the Park Reservation People...
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The Arduous Apartment Search
We decided too late that we wanted to stay in our current apartment, which we love. So we will have to move. Again.
Ugh. I hate moving. Especially in the summertime. It will be July which means sweaty and gross. We always move in July.
Worse than moving itself is trying to find a place to live. When you’re moving, at least you know where you’re going. When you’re searching for...
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i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it...
– by E. E. Cummings : The Poetry Foundation
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It’s National Poetry Month again and I will celebrate by sharing some delightful news: a poem of mine has been accepted to Et Cetera again. Actually, aside from my fiance (hi Levi!) and my bestie (hi San!), I haven’t told that many people about it. I’m pretty excited, even if it is just a school lit magazine.
Sometimes I feel horrible about how much I write (or don’t...