Friday, August 22, 2014

August days

First day of the last year


First day at liberal arts school 


First day of the last year of junior high

First day of third grade

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

How to live a hard life

It's always hard.
Even when the man 
you've 
dreamed 
about 
for a year and a half 
is going to 
be your husband,
and he's in it for the long haul,
to be your partner through the choppy water,
the uneven terrain,
the nights you are both
drenched in anxiety.


It is possible to be delightfully happy
during these hard parts.

This is a very new concept for me.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Between here and there

We are poor as church mice, or so we've been told. I've never been a mouse. I don't know what that sort of poverty is like. What I do know is that we have no money for some sort of fancy shmancy wedding. This only stresses me out when Mr. PNU insists that the justice of the peace won't do because family and friends will be offended at being left out. Sealing cancelations take a long time so we'll probably go the LDS Church cultural hall route. That's stressful too. Then there's this concept of an open house, which is really just a reception with another name. This whole thing is aggravating. Okay, most of this whole thing. Mr. PNU is not at all aggravating. I can't really get enough of him, which makes the concept of eternity finally seem plausible. We drove thru Vegas last Wednesday en route to Phoenix to meet his parents. We should have just tied the knot there. Instead, we partied with mom and dad PNU in hacienda style for four days and then drove north to the Grand Canyon before returning to the land of milk and honey, still unwed, still stressed, still having the time of our lives.