Total Weirdos

The other evening Brad looked at me and said, “Do you know that when I first met you, I thought you were a total weirdo?” He followed that shortly with, “and after all these years, I know I was right.”

“Yeah, well I thought you were weird too,” I shot back.

As our 6th wedding anniversary is this weekend, it’s nice to be open about how weird we think the other person really is. Continue reading

What it’s like to be with someone for 10 years

What do you consider to be a long period of time?

I’ve had this unconscious idea in my head that 10 years is a long time. We tend to measure things in 10s. When you hit that 10 years, you get to use the word “decade.”

Well today, it’s been a decade since Brad told me we were humans and we decided to be humans in a relationship. Ten years.

I remember in high school I had been dating a boy (not Brad) for five months and it seemed like a long time. Everyone thought it was a long time. So perhaps it’s a change in perspective.

As I think on it more and more, 10 years is a significant period of time but really, not all that long. I feel like just yesterday I was musing about five years of marriage, but that was in May… five months ago (exactly).

So, what’s it like to be with someone for 10 years? Continue reading

Weekend Wrap Up: 5th Anniversary Edition

Over the weekend, Brad and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary. This year was actually a milestone.

We were unusually home on our anniversary and it was a Saturday. So, we had a nice relaxing day, then went out to a nice dinner at Strip in Avon. Strip is a cool steakhouse in an old barn.

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What Would You Do Without Me?

Yesterday was nine years since Brad and I started being humans together.

We did what every couple wants to do on their 9th anniversary of couplehood… we went to an oral and maxillofacial surgeon’s office for a consultation, because I have to have my wisdom teeth out… again.

Remember 3 1/2 years ago when I wrote about my totally not wise teeth? They only took out the bottom ones because the top ones didn’t look problematic. Yet.

While at the consultation Brad jokingly asked, “What would you do without me?”

It caused a good laugh, but the real answer to that question is much more serious. Without Brad, I would do nothing. Continue reading

Our First House: A Love Story

I feel like everything with our first house, now known as the Pelham house, was tied together with love. Allow me to explain…

For me, the house was love at first sight. We were set up with a realtor to view a house one evening and he sent over a bunch of listings and asked if we’d like to set up viewings with any other homes. I sorted through the ones that Brad had marked “good” as well as the ones he’d marked “meh.” Pelham was marked “meh,” but I loved it, specifically I loved the peaked roof and the fact that it just looked happy. The realtor got us in. When we saw it, we knew.

We put in an offer when the home had been on the market for only 14 days. The day after we put in an offer, we went to the wedding of two of our friends. Continue reading