Update

Thanks be to God, D only has Mono! He seems to slowly be getting better, too.

Somehow, I don't have Mono, though. This whole "kissing disease" thing may be a misnomer.

Jackie Sprat

The poor hubby has been sick off and on for about 2 weeks. He'll be fine for a few hours, then the fatigue, fever, lack of appetite, and such come back. We spent a couple hours at urgent care today. The doctor thinks it could be something serious and wants to run more tests this week. Prayers in this matter are much appreciated.

In the meantime, it seems I'm picking up where D leaves off. He's been asleep since 7 tonight, and I'm not even tired yet at 1 am. He has barely eaten anything tonight, and it's all I can do to keep myself from raiding the kitchen every hour or so.

So together between us both, I guess we are eating enough and getting enough sleep.

Thank you

I've been having a hard time finishing all the wedding thank you notes. One of the main problems seems to be that I smile to myself when I'm writing them, as if I were talking to the recipient in person. All that smiling is tiring. And oh wait, I have to do laundry. Or eat dinner. Or vacuum. You get the idea...

Part-time wife

Because we own two homes with two mortgages, and because I haven't found a job within 30 miles of San Francisco, my husband and I only have spent Friday night through early Tuesday morning together for the last few weeks. Although some of the people I work with have told me they wish they had my situation, I can't say it's ideal. It's like I'm leading two lives: Friday night to Tuesday morning, I'm a married housewife in the big city, and Tuesday morning to Friday night, I'm a working girl with her love 80 miles away--same as I was this time last year. In some ways, it is nice to sort of "ease in" to married life this way, but it also seems like it's making it a longer transition. It's hard to adjust to new surroundings when the surroundings go back and forth between old ones. I trust that God has a plan for us and this experience will help us grow together...for better or worse

Enjoying wedding gifts

D and I broke in the shoe shoes we got as a wedding gift...in 4 feet of new snow!

D enjoyed a downed tree in our path

One month in

One month in, and married life is good.

The wedding went off without a hitch. It seems like everyone had a good time, and neither the bride nor groom ran away or fainted!

The surprise honeymoon in Rome was great, and it was amazing to get the papal nuptial blessing. I was the envy of several married women I know, since I got to wear my wedding dress twice.

Married life post-honeymoon has been pretty good so far. We've both had to do a little adjusting, but we seem to have dealt with our frustrations in a constructive manner. He is still nice to me after the wedding after all! ;-)

Bride Brain

As the first day of my marriage fast approaches, the reality of it all is finally sinking in. I no longer look at my engagement ring in amazement, wondering what it's doing on my finger. The fear and anxiety I felt about being a wife are slowly fading. Along with these positive changes, though, comes a phenomenon I like to call "bride brain."

"Bride brain" is not unlike "pregnancy brain," in which pregnant women have trouble remembering things. Bride brain, however involves a different kind of forgetting.

If it's not on a to do list, it will probably not get done. Worse yet, even if it is on a to do list, I may forget where I put that to do list. Tasks do stand a better chance of being remembered if they are wedding-or marriage-related. The normal daily activities, like eating dinner, picking up prescriptions, filling up the gas tank, and buying toilet paper, get forgotten until it's almost too late. Where are my gray pants? In the dryer with the load of laundry I washed three days ago and forgot about. Today, I even almost forgot about work. See, I forgot today was Friday, not Saturday.

"Bride brain" also appears to affect sleep. With a couple exceptions, I can't seem to fall asleep before midnight. Even sleepy tea and Tylenol PM can't coax Mr. Sandman my way. Muscle relaxants work, but I have to take them 12 hours before I plan to wake up; at 11:30pm, that's just not an acceptable time frame.
Then, regardless of when I fall asleep, I can't wake up before 7 am. No matter what time multiple alarms are set for, my half-asleep self manages to turn them all off. I don't seem to grasp the significance of those noisy things that are interrupting my precious sleep until some time between 7:00 and 7:30. Good thing I'm naturally beautiful and don't need a long time to get ready. ;-)

Thankfully, I just have one more week until "matrimonial leave" from work. Hopefully I'll remember to go to work, eat and keep the house standing until then.