Marriage:

that thing that was at one time very distant, and seemingly too sacred for personal use; that complicating season of life beginning with a few humbling scenarios, including a decision usually made at a time when one is most blinded by bliss, and sewn together with wonderfully erroneous expectations...

Yep, definitely got married.

The wedding was wonderful. There's nothing quite like being so surrounded with people who love you, and desire to micro-manage your wedding day to death. All in all it went well. The reception was colorful and busy. The food was excellent, the booze was cold, and the atmosphere cozy, (thanks to our family and friends' hard work.)

That brings us to here. Alaska. All the Birch trees are turning yellow and the hills are suddenly glowing gold and orange, it's really something.

Jimmy and myself are successfully wedded, and into full-time nesting mode, (well, I am... I'm not sure if men 'nest' exactly)   :)

It's like playing house. We're moving all of our stuff in, arguing over which sex needs more space (seriously, who believes in equal-opportunity closet usage?) making sure the toilet paper feeds over the top, helping each other through the difficult parting of redundant copies of Calvin & Hobbes books, taking turns sopping up the spillage from our leaky sink, and purchasing expensive caffeinated beverages with the money we rake in from selling the screaming undisciplined children that college family housing abandons on our doorstep. (We've decided that the University is surely sacrificing their surplus offspring to us to offset the ridiculously heinous rent...)

School has started, and my job has swung into full time. Life is stable for the time being.

Since so many of you have asked, our new address is:

PO Box 753005 Fairbanks, AK 99775 

Many dishes to wash, and boxes to unpack, more later.