Take it

We've been married for three years today. I won't say that every moment has been blissful, but I count it as success when the good moments far outweigh the bad. And they most definitely do. In a year that has been especially rough for me, Michael is my rock. And he's patient with me when I would be infuriated with him. So I'm happy to be married and to see where the adventure leads.

To celebrate our anniversary we went to the dentist. It's been a shamefully long time since I've been. I'll just say this: I was in high school. And I have no cavities. Woohoo! I hit the genetic jackpot on strong teeth I guess. And just so you don't think we're totally unromantic, we also went to Barnes & Noble, Panera and Cold Stone.

And I think our next adventure begins on Sunday when we fly to London. We'll be mostly out of contact until at least July 8. We'll see how long it takes to recover from Europe. Wish us luck!

Things done

I've been feeling amazingly uninspired to post on my blog. You might have noticed. Or maybe no one checks this anymore. In any case, maybe in many years I'll look back at this and remember what my life was like at this point in my life... So here goes.

Nothing all that exciting, actually, we:

Michael turned 25. I love him more all the time. (Especially when school is out and we can spend time together.) He's such a blessing to me in so many ways. If you don't love him already you should get to know him better. It's worth it, I promise.

Graduated a class of seniors. Some really great kids that I will definitely miss having around.

I donated plasma twice. The second time, after I was done, I blacked out and vomited everywhere. It'll probably be awhile before I donate again.

I bought almost $400 worth of books. For the library. But still, it was quite a thrill. Now to get all those books cataloged...

Got my office quite cleaned out. As much as possible for a pack rat like me, anyway. Next step: painting it something other than this awful plummy mauve color. I'm thinking green.

In the last three weeks three people have asked me if I'm pregnant. Unless they know something that I don't, I'm not. What compels people to ask this? I've been trying not to feel fat about it. Haven't they ever listened to Brian Regan?

We made a quick trip to our parents' homes. While in Nashville we went house shopping. Found three houses that we like. Then pretty much decided that we'll wait until next year to buy. But at least we discovered that there are houses out there in our price range that we like. Fabulous. I also got to sing with the praise team at church while I was in Nashville, and that was a lot of fun. It's been a long time since I've done that. We helped decorate for Leslie's brother to propose to his longtime girlfriend. That was fun.

Now we're back home and I'm trying to get some work done before we leave for Europe in a week and a half. (!!!!) I'm really excited, but also nervous, partly because I've been sick for almost a month and I want it to go away before I leave, but I don't have a doctor to go see. And also, I'm hoping that the dollar will take a giant leap forward while we're gone. You know, so we can afford to eat while we're there. Crazy, I know.

We have some friends and their three big dogs staying with us while they try to figure out what to do next. So our house is a little, ummm... extra cozy. (?)

Camp meeting starts here tomorrow. I don't think I'm prepared for the invasion. Only one way to find out.

And that's all I can think of for now.

The end.