Where The Time Goes

A year ago today, Sean asked me to marry him, which I guess makes today an anniversary of sorts, although, I don't know, do people actually celebrate their engagement anniversaries, or is that sort of thing just reserved for wedding anniversaries? Ours are only five weeks apart so it sort of seems like over-egging the pudding if you ask me, and besides, we have about fourteen different anniversaries anyway---day we met! day we got together! day we got together again after breaking up! day we got together again after breaking up again!---which makes me inclined to suggest that perhaps we just leave this one out of it, you know?

Maybe we'll try that new coconut curry sauce we bought at Costco to celebrate, catch up on a few more episodes of Friday Night Lights or something. Or maybe I'll just keep plowing through that unsinkable stack of thank you notes after dinner so that I can periodically look up, sigh dramatically, and say "god, if you'd just never proposed to me in the first place, I wouldn't have carpal tunnel syndrome in my right hand from crafting six thousand eloquent, funny, and gracious thank you letters for three straight weeks, SEE WHAT YOU DID?"

Ah, the thank you notes. I'm insisting on writing them all myself, you see---I have much better handwriting than Sean, plus the unfortunate combination of perfectionism, neuroticism, and Oh You Did Not Just Put That Comma There, Oh Hell No, Just Let Me Do It-itis---and yet, despite this totally self-inflicted turn of events, I am also overcome with the desire to point out that I'M DOING IT ALL MYSELF, LOOK AT THIS, ALL BY MYSELF whenever the opportunity presents itself.

After which proclamation, Sean invariably turns to me, scrunches up his eyebrows, and says patiently "But you told me you wanted to write the thank you notes yourself!" which is, unfortunately, both an excellent point and completely true. I want to write the thank you notes myself, except when it actually comes to the part where I have to write the thank you notes myself, you know? Catastrophe! How to resolve! Maybe he should just have to....watch me write the thank you notes myself? Yes, that would be an excellent use of everyone's time.

Hmm, I see that I am not painting myself in a very good light. Let's change the subject!

I spent this last weekend at the Broad Summit, which was, in short, an impeccably-organized retreat featuring a group of very stylishly-attired women drinking a lot of wine, and I think you know me well enough by now to know that this is my kind of weekend. It was a huge amount of fun and I met a lot of really great new people, all of whom I have probably now scared away with my hilaaaaarious jokey email this morning about how they should check their luggage carefully because I'd stolen a pair of each of their awesome shoes when we left. (I was kidding! I didn't really!) (I mean, honestly. I'd take their earrings if I were going to take anything. So much easier to pack.)

This is me and my roomie having a wine tasting lesson. I totally tried on all her clothes when she was at breakfast one day. I'm kidding about that too, of course. (OR AM I?) Also, do you see all those wine glasses on the table? This photo was taken at 10:30am. If you don't believe me, you can ask Kristin, because I stole this photo from her. But probably she won't remember what time it was taken. Because of all those wine glasses on the table.)

One of the highlights of an already highlight-filled weekend was meeting Mimi Smartypants, whose blog I have read devotedly since 2004, and with whom I spent two and a half hours in a car on Friday night, driving up from San Francisco to Guerneville, the first hour of which was taken up with me unsuccessfully attempting to navigate us towards the freeway entrance IN A CITY IN WHICH I LIVE, and the second spent saying alarmingly creepy things like "So you know when you wrote that thing in 2005 about the loosening of the corn? Oh my god, I still think about that all the time and laugh. ALL THE TIME. Not even just when I eat corn! All the time! Really!"

(Thankfully, she was a very good sport. Maybe because I managed to refrain from asking her to sign something really awkward. Like my laptop.)

This weekend, I am off back down to San Diego for my first visit since the wedding, and I am fully expecting to have some sort of planning-related flashback which will cause me to spontaneously arrange all the flowers in the backyard into bouquets or stop by the caterer's office to pick out serving trays---"But your wedding was six weeks ago!"---or make a whole bunch of chalk signs for no reason. Also, I am excited to see my parents again for the first time since I left, weeping, for my honeymoon back at the beginning of September---seriously, I was a 29-year-old newlywed crying for her mommy and daddy as the car pulled out of the driveway, I can only blame the emotion of the day before---but mostly, mostly, I am excited about driving past that effing Michael's near their house for the 89th time and THIS TIME NOT NEEDING TO GO IN. Free at last from the tyrannical pull of craft stores! Oh, the bliss.

Oct 13, 2009

Life is too short not to celebrate every anniversary that makes you happy, even if it's just with Costco prepared foods! We happened to get married exactly a year from engagement, but only because the calendar worked out just so.

PS Love the bangs!

Hilary Lannan
Oct 13, 2009

So you're saying you don't feel a void now that you don't have to spend ever waking minute thinking about the wedding?

Totally jealous of the Broad Summit, I saw it on notcot first (just so you know I'm not stalking you). In other news, I've decided it's ok for me to read your blog even if I talk to you less than once a week at work.

Oct 13, 2009

Oooooh, love that Mimi Smartypants!

Oct 13, 2009

i loved the "we don't do anniveraries" post this links to, but I would love it even more if I could see the old photos. How lovely and sweet to have a history of your nostalgia of your romance. Your offspring will feel so lucky to have their parents' story to unfold before them in hindsight. :)

Oct 13, 2009

You were the best roomie ever. Honestly. (I miss you! Come visit us! You are more than welcome to try on my clothes whenever you please!)

p.s. - However, when you visit, would you mind bringing those beautiful gold earrings...you know, so we can trade or something? And maybe your turquoise purse?

p.p.s. - Did you get the boots?

Nothing But Bonfires
Oct 13, 2009

I did get the boots! Chocolate brown. I've been wearing them around the house ever since. So warm and cozy!

Oct 13, 2009

Can I say how unnaturally excited I am that you spent the weekend in Guerneville? How extremely random. It's my hometown (yes, I'm one of the 20) and Boon is literally a block from my parents' house. Hope you enjoyed your stay!

Oct 14, 2009

Okay, if you're ever in Charlotte, NC,know that you are more than welcome to stay with me. I should warn you in advance that I have Cinderella feet, so few women can actually share shoes with me. Also, from the pictures, there will be no clothes swapping, but I have several cute purses that might strike your fancy. Alas, I'm not sure I'd be able to restrain from having you sign my laptop. Hope that's not the deal breaker.

Oct 14, 2009

On our engagement anniversary, we found out that the offer we put on a house was accepted, so that date is pretty much burned into my mind. And, conveniently, our half-wedding-anniversary (you know, like half-birthdays?) falls on Christmas, so I say celebrate it up! But if you have parties/demand presents for every single one of them, your friends might not be such fans.

Oct 14, 2009

Ah, who are you trying to kid? You know you're going to stop in at Michael's. People who love their corner-rounder-thingies are powerless against the Michael's.

Oct 14, 2009

My wedding was 3 1/2 years ago and I still flinch when I drive by a Michael's.

Oct 14, 2009

Sounds like a lovely weekend! With regard to your anniversary ... I don't think it's necessary to "celebrate" all of them, unless you want to, but it's nice to remember the day and have a reminiscent conversation - or what-have-you.


Oct 14, 2009

I better marry someone with good handwriting because mine is THE WORST! When I write thank you cards, people ask if I wrote them drunk!

Or I'll hire you!

Oct 14, 2009

re: Thank You Notes...

I am guessing that you don't want to do them all yourself. It's just that you don't want anyone else to do them.

The distinction is subtle, but I think it defines the female mind.

Oct 14, 2009

How lucky you are to have met Mimi Smartypants!

Oct 14, 2009

We got engaged on our 5-year anniversary, so it will be both easy to remember and confusing (6/1 years? 10/5 years?).

Also, Simon's point is entirely valid. Those are two totally different things.

Oct 15, 2009

Congratulations on your one year proposal-versary!

My boyfriend asked me to marry him last week and I will be looking to your fabulous wedding for inspiration in planning ours! I see craft stores playing a big part in my life over the next few months.

Camels & Chocolate
Oct 15, 2009

I, no doubt, will be doing the same with my own thank-yous.

Speaking of, your present has been sitting in my bedroom since June! I didn't want to haul it down to SD (it's breakable) and you have to haul it back up to SF. So, um, we should remedy this, no?

Oct 18, 2009

Wait. Now what was this conference about, and how can I get invited?

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Oct 23, 2009

to some degree, i agree with you .

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Nov 06, 2009

ice article and I agree with almost everything,

Mar 09, 2010

thanx you

Apr 21, 2016

Shoot, so that's that one supsepos.

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