the state of our union

My house looks like a scene straight out of Jumanji and judging by the fact that it’s January 25th and we’ve yet to take down our Christmas tree, it’s probably going to wait.  It was right back to the office after returning to Minneapolis a week ago yesterday, and despite having an entire weekend at home to re-cooperate, I’m still go go going. Hopefully that doesn’t sound whiny because the truth is I enjoy work and a lengthy To-Do list, almost to a fault probably.

It’s been my intention for a week now to tell you, oh HEY everyone WE ARE GETTING MARRIED! We’re incredibly private people when it comes to our relationship so I’ve been struggling to broach the topic  in a way that makes it less about the announcement and more about what really matters – the friendship and continued commitment we already have. Then I find myself listing off the who, what, where and when of the whole thing – us, engagement, Hermosa Beach, January 17th – and I end up sounding like my relationship status is a business transaction when the truth is I am excited and I am happy.  I’ve gotten a lot of congratulatory messages from people I haven’t even spoken to in years and if I’m being completely honest, it’s a bit awkward.  I appreciate the well wishes - absolutely - but it seems strange to receive a ‘job well done!’ when we’ve been a family for so long even I’ve lost track.  7 years? 8 years? 7.5 years? The truth is, IT DOESN’T MATTER.  We’re each other’s strongest ally.  I was about to say we are incredibly lucky – and maybe in some ways we are – but I don’t know if luck has anything to do with it. It’s been hard, and at times it has been real work. But luck? I don’t know if I’ve ever received anything because of luck.  It’s effort and integrity and making each other better people.  We share everything so perhaps at this point I am most excited to share our name.  Pretty ecstatic about the dress too.  NOT GONNA LIE.

Oh yea, and about that photo slideshow.  We’ll get there. It’s on my To-Do list right after “remember to breathe.”