Saturday, November 14, 2015


It’s funny – for years and years I documented the most mundane, trivial things on this blog (and some very not trivial, very unmundane things). I can read the older posts now and can usually even remember where I was when I wrote the post (including sitting in the bathtub). I documented more than six years of my life here.

And now, I’ve gone through one of the most exciting chapters of my life and haven’t really documented it all, other than in my best handwriting, carefully scripted on thick cotton pages bound in a really gorgeous wedding album that I ordered from Etsy.

Eleven months ago and some change back on a rainy, cold night in NYC, under a dark Rockefeller Tree (did anyone else know they unplug that thing at 11:30 pm?) Matthew asked me to marry him. I said of course. We pranced around New York for three more days, convinced we were the happiest couple in the city. We shared our news, celebrated Christmas, and once January rolled around, the wedding planning BEGAN.

Fast forward to July. Who could have ever guessed that a plain old hot summer day would go on to be the BEST day of my life? Every detail was perfect, perfect, perfect. Matthew and I hosted a fabulous celebration following a sweet ceremony and jetted off to Mexico. We are home, we are settled, we are husband and wife.

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