My Wedding*
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Wedding Decorations*
Ah, summer. The wedding season. As the warm weather rolls in, our mailbox usually fills with wedding invitations to fill up our summer weekends. The Hubster and I sat down to look at our summer schedule a little while ago, and we both realized that it was unusually… open. And that’s when it hit me: we have no weddings this summer. We seem to have hit that point in our marriage when many of our good friends are already married and our wedding announcements have changed into baby announcements. Our opportunities to get dressed up, ogle beautiful wedding decorations and eat far too much cake are steadily declining. It’s official:…
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The Doctor Search*
It’s almost that time again: the dreaded yearly check-up. For the last six years I’ve made my yearly pilgrimage to the doctor’s office for a physical and other lovely exams that shall remain nameless. I don’t know why, but I’ve never felt comfortable in a doctor’s office. I’ve never had a “bad” experience so I’m not entirely sure where it comes from. We had a wonderful family doctor in the Great White North, though once we moved south it was several years between visits. As I entered my twenties, I knew a general check-up was in order. Luckily, our university campus had very nice doctors that were always on staff,…
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When it rains, it pours*
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To the Man I Love*
Four years ago today I put on a big white dress (and cute white sandals) and married my Hubster. There were no doubts, no second thoughts–just more love than I ever thought possible. In that moment I had no idea how our life would turn out, I only knew that I could no longer imagine life without him. Someone once told me to treasure every day because they will fly by, but I had no just how quickly the years can pass. I honestly can’t believe that it’s already been four years–that’s like officially out of “newlywed” territory! We’re oldie-weds now! We’re off to enjoy a nice dinner together and…
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Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend*
(image found at: http://www.solarnavigator.net/history/explorers_history/diamond_brillanten.jpg) As our wedding anniversary is quickly approaching, I like to dream about things the Hubster might buy me… and this year I can’t stop thinking about diamonds. After all, they say diamonds are a girl’s best friend, right? Four and half years ago the Hubster got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I saw he had an engagement ring in his hands, but I was too busy saying yes to his beautiful proposal ten times to really get a good look at it. It was much later, after he’d left for the evening, that I really got a chance to meet my…
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Tales of a Runaway Wedding Ring*
Many moons ago, in the days before I became the Wifester, the Hubster asked me to marry him and gave me a big beautiful diamond ring. It was so sparkly and beautiful and pretty that I swore that I would never lose it. Now, in those days, I was a scatterbrained 19-year-old student (with near professional procrastinating skills… ha) who lost everything. I could never find my phone unless it was ringing, and had a notorious record for losing my inexpensive jewelry. The Hubster often not-so jokingly told me he was going to secretly replace my pretty sparkly diamond with a hunk of cubic zirconia so that when I lost…