Today marks the 4 month anniversary of Lindsay and me getting married. We’ve made it one third of a year, which is pretty good. Take that Ms. Kardashian! I still can’t believe I’m married, mostly because Lindsay doesn’t really feel like my wife. I never wanted a wife. I’ve always wanted a permanent girlfriend, and I think I found that with Linds. We enjoy each other’s company, and enjoy being in the company of each other’s friends and family. Do we still fight? Sure, but not a lot and hardly ever with weapons. Our pillow fights are epic! I need to start nagging more.
If you go to a friend’s wedding in the mountains of North Carolina, and there is a teepee that you can stay in for $150 a night, and it makes your wife have to walk outside to the bathroom, then you never, ever book that teepee. You go to the Hampton Inn like the other smart people who don’t enjoy rainwater on their portable electronic devices. Also, it’s never appropriate to pretend to pinch your wife’s breasts in wedding photos. This teepee had 4 holes in it, strategically placed over all electronics, Jay forgot to mention.
We have joined and helped create our Supper Club. I’ve learned that you can share too much at supper club, and that other people can be uncomfortable with how comfortable I am with myself. We have a great group of friends, and a great group of cooks. This is a photo of our friend Matt’s pizza. He made two beautiful pizzas and this one. I don’t know why supper clubs are considered an “adult” or “grown up” activity, because they have been the inspirations to some of the most childish, immature conversations that I have ever been apart of.
Take your wife to concerts and fancy restaurants from time to time.
Always be aware that you’re married. It makes me at least try and be a better man. Even when I’m drunk and in altered states, I can look down at my left hand and see my little golden reminder. It’s a reminder to make the best decision possible and to keep that woman wrapped around my finger and smiling.
People find it odd if a 33 year old man colors a mountain landscape on a bar napkin, but my wife finds it adorable and a cheap supply of refrigerator art. That thang is in the TRASH.
Have fun on your dates. I love acting silly with Lindsay and our dates often involve too much wine, but that’s what enhances the giggles to full on knee slapping.
You work for a reason. Lindsay is my reason and we’re working for each other and for a better future. Hopefully one that involves our own restaurant and catering success!
The end. WE KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT A PERFECT MARRIAGE.