Scenes From The Weekend

Four days. That's how long we've been married and I still can't quite believe it. So much to share, but I'm going to wait for the photos. Our photographer shot a significant portion on film, which I'm psyched to see.

Ours was a long weekend, due to our Thursday nuptial festivities. We slept in on Friday and took ourselves out to brunch at our favorite local cafe, where we stuffed ourselves silly with savory crepes, cappuccino, pain au chocolat, and freshly-squeezed orange juice. The afternoon found us at the cinema for a midday movie date followed by an impromptu stop at a nearby farm store and tiny petting zoo.  Dinner was a truly gluttonous occasion: we utilized a gift certificate to a snazzy Mediterranean restaurant in town and walked home with our jeans unbuttoned.

My sister officially moved into her own apartment on Saturday, so Tiho drove a carload full of boxes into Manhattan and helped her haul them up four flights of stairs. A good man I married. I baked and lounged around for the majority of the day before we headed to a spectacular evening wedding of two friends. We ate and drank until we felt sick, then danced the night away when we weren't hamming it up in the photo booth (which is kind of the best thing ever).

Sunday came, and with it; chores, work, football, groceries. A walk to the bookstore and a pause for caramel apple cider in the park.

It is October. Things should slow down to a more manageable pace now. I feel like I can breathe again.