Rob lost his wedding ring yesterday. It has been 23 days. He ended up finding it (near the machine at the gym he was using to pound his lats, or whatever), but still.
We sprung for a nice coffee table from Pottery Barn and after two months, Molly has already scratched the bejeezus out of it. [...]
… and as turned on his iPod and opened the door, I heard him start to sing along to the music:
“Popular! I’m gonna be pop-UUU-lar!”
That’s right. From Wicked.
We’ve been together for seven odd years, and I don’t realize until ten days before our wedding that I am marrying a gay man.
It is not a good idea to move one month before you get married.
It is not a good idea to forget that you don’t own a swimsuit until exactly one week before you leave for your wedding in Hawaii.
It is a good idea to start using Crest White Strips seven days before your wedding. I’m [...]
You know what I hate doing more than packing and then unpacking all my stuff for the second time in eight months? Putting in shelf paper.
You know who is EXTREMELY ANAL about having shelf paper on every single flat surface within a cabinet? MY FUTURE HUSBAND.
Seriously, a jar of something could open itself in there [...]
Today is Friday, and Friday is the day Brad comes to visit!
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Rob moves to Nashville, and the first friend he makes at his law firm is Brad. Brad had also just moved from Chicago, where he had lived exactly one street away from us and knew and loved all the [...]
