2005-10-31 - 3:31 p.m.
TRICK OR TREAT
I've been meaning to update this here blog again, really I have. I actually meant to post again not long after my last update, since I didn't want that last depressing post to be the first thing people see when they come here. Not that anyone but 4 or 5 people actually do. But considering that the depressing post has been there since June, I quite obviously failed in that regard.
Nevertheless, I've truly been meaning to post. In fact, I had begun working on a new post in which I mentioned offhand that my one-year anniversary as a married man was fast approaching. And as I'm posting this now, my anniversary was... 3 months ago. Goodness, where does the time go? I wish I knew.
To start things off, I thought I might update you on some of the stuff I talked about last time, mainly my buddy and his leg. I'm happy to report that he's doing just fine. He hasn't gotten fitted for his new let yet, I don't think, because it has to fully heal up before they can take a mold of it. But everything is ship-shape. Well, he is a little wobbly, but I guess that's to be expected. In the meantime he's been playing lots of video games and watching a lot of wrestling. That doesn't sound half bad. Maybe I should get MY leg cut off.
As for me and mine, by which I of course mean my wife and our zany dog, we're all healthy and happy. The anniversary of our wedding may be a few months behind us, but October is the one-year point since we got back from the honeymoon and actually started living in our new house as married people, so that's kinda neat. And the fact that she hasn't left me yet is certainly a bonus.
It's getting to be my favorite time of year, with the holidays coming up and everything. I like when it starts getting cold, when it gets to the point where you pull a blanket down on yourself while you lay on the couch to watch TV. And when your sweetums comes in, you open the blanket and she can crawl inside and snuggle with you. Isn't that the best? I submit that it is.
I like the way things look this time of year, too. The street that Charity's house is on... well, her mom's house... "Charity's house" should refer to the house where we live. Actually, though, since her mom bought our house, the house where we live is also her mom's house. Curious. But what I mean to say is that the house where Charity grew up is on this nice brick road and there's trees all along the street. And when it's Fall and you pull onto the street, there's yellow and orange leaves on the trees and a lot of them have fallen down on the brick road, and it looks really nice. It looks like something out of a movie.
The holiday season starts today, in my book from where I sit. It's Halloween! Costumes and candy, yahoo! Charity is dressing up as a brick this year, and I am going as a brick-layer. BAHA. No, that's not true, that's just an old Wayne's World joke I've always enjoyed.
After Halloween comes Thanksgiving, of course. Charity took it upon herself to decide that we'd hold Thanksgiving dinner at our house this year, meaning that her family AND mine will all be here together. That should be... fun. Yeah. Fun. That's the ticket. After that comes Christmas. Yay, Christmas!
I'm really running out of things to say right now. You'd think that after not updating for a few months, I could think of things to talk about. But you would be wrong. Boy, would you ever be wrong. Say, though, speaking of being married for a year, which I most certainly was, I just saw this article on MSN.com about "what to expect in the first year of marriage". Let's take a look and maybe we can grade how I'm doing.
The first item they talk about is in-laws getting all up in your business. That hasn't been a problem. Charity's mom is the greatest mom of all time. I hope Charity is just like her in 20 years. I say that mainly in reference to appearance, because her mom is totally hot.
As far as my mom goes, I've suspected since I was about 10 that she likes Charity more than she likes me. I could certainly see my mother turning into an annoying, harping, haggish mother-in-law over time, but for now she seems fine. My dad could probably take or leave the both of us.
The next item is about fighting. In the 20 years I've known Charity I can count on one hand the number of times we've ever yelled at each other, and even then I wouldn't call them "fights". I'm obviously not counting any PMS related incidents into this, though, since that would really skew the results. But she's just the easiest person in the world to get along with. She'll vent to me if she's upset about something or at someone, but I can only remember one time in my whole life where she actually yelled in anger at the person she was mad at. And that person really deserved it, too. It wasn't me, if you're wondering. I swear.
The third item is about cleaning. I help with the cleaning. At least, I like to think I do. If I don't I guess she'll let me know about it if she reads this. The article suggests keeping a list and dividing up the chores, but a chore list? What am I, ten years old trying to earn my allowance? LAME. The main point of the article is not to equate "wife" with "person who does all the housework", which I certainly do not. She has to cook, too.
The next item was about money. We handled all that a long time ago. We have a joint account with the vast majority of our collective money, and we both still have individual accounts that we'll keep so that, say, I could buy her a Christmas present without her knowing where I spent my money.
The fifth item is about making sure you keep your sex life active. No problem there, wink wink.
The final item is about post-wedding blues. This was something I was concerned about. Charity had been planning her wedding since she was like 11 years old. That's a whole lot of anticipation for something, and then it finally happens, and what does she get? Some cake? Me? Big whoop. But she hasn't broken down sobbing at all that I know of, so I guess that's good.
That was all the things they said you could expect. Man, I think I'm doing pretty good. And now it is time to go door-to-door and get candy!
I shall return. Someday.
