#Weekendcoffeeshare: Anniversary Edition

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If we were having coffee…

Shit, what are we doing having coffee?  I’ve got packing to do!

This weekend (well, tonight, specifically) my lovely wife and I are celebrating our 8th year of marriage and our 2nd anniversary.  (Think about what year and month it is.)  We are generally homebodies and so we decided when we got married that, February already being crowded with other gifty holidays that we were ignoring, we were going to make our anniversary not a big thing other than every 4th year when the actual date of our marriage rolled around.  So today we’re dropping the boy off to spend the night at his grandparents’ for the first time and heading off for an insanely expensive meal and a night at a casino.

I don’t gamble.  This ought to be interesting.  I have perused the menu of the place where we’re having dinner, as the meal is far more significant to me than the gambling, and have discovered that there is a $120 steak on the menu.

I may not be able to pass up the opportunity to pay a hundred and twenty dollars for a chunk of cow.  And, conveniently, our tax refund showed up this morning.

But: point is, there’s a lot to be done before then, plus the actual driving, which isn’t obscenely far but the weather’s been crappy lately.  So let’s slurp the coffee down; I gotta bounce.  I’ll post a hotel room picture tonight, I promise.

Rainbows!

tumblr_mbkkkvXT6Q1r7w8cbo1_400The internet in general, and especially Twitter, was a really fun place to be yesterday.

I have a crapton of errands to accomplish today, and I have to work tonight, so that leaves precious little time for posting.  Instead I’ll recommend you take advantage of the fact that it appears to be raining across half the planet today (sorry, California) and curl up with a good book.  Or two.

For my part, I plan on wearing a hoodie to work tonight, as we’re having an awesomely chilly June day, a phrase I don’t expect to be able to use very often but am phenomenally happy on the rare occasion when it’s appropriate.

See you tomorrow.

Let’s start the day off right

This song just popped up on my radar in the last couple of days, right?  There are no words for how much I love this video.

Seven years

…well, technically we got married on Leap Day, so our actual anniversary occupies some sort of odd null-space between today and tomorrow.

But still.  Marriage is cool.  I’d do it again.

Happy Anniversary, babe.

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Wedded!

I may pull this if he objects, but: the look on my cousin’s face at the precise moment his fiancée entered the church.

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For the record

BW-logorrheaI will be attending my cousin’s wedding in Michigan on Saturday, and will therefore be out of town for the next couple of days.  The fun thing is this has been an impressively busy week around here– it’s Thursday and I’m going to pass traffic from all of last week before I go to bed tonight, so it’s not like I’m sacrificing any Important Traffic Metrics– but do not be terribly surprised or alarmed if you don’t see me much in the next few days.

I know you worry.  🙂

(And you know me, and chances are I’ll find wi-fi at the hotel and post from my phone and do all sorts of things that make it not at all obvious that I’m not at home.  But just in case I disappear, don’t panic.)

I had a post planned for tonight…

Jean-Claude-Van-Damme…in the brain parts of my head.  But it’s thinky and I may be beyond the point where I can be thinky tonight.

(Also, WordPress doesn’t think “thinky” is a word, which is annoying.)

Instead I will just point out that I am married to a woman who, earlier tonight, and for no clear reason, decided to use Latin to describe the difference in intensity of her desire for Wendy’s versus her desire for Arby’s.

You are not married to such a woman.

I win.

The end. 

In which I settle on a topic eventually

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I haven’t written an actual post in a couple of days; everything’s been pictures and links since Tuesday evening.  This isn’t from a lack of stuff to talk about or anything; I have a lot of posts on the back burner but I don’t particularly want to write any of them specifically right now.  I haven’t heard anything, positive or negative, about any of the interviews I’ve had; if I haven’t heard back from District Four by Tuesday of next week I’ll assume they don’t want me.  I’ve been getting a fair amount of fiction done although the deadline for the Baen contest is seriously breathing down my damn neck and I don’t have anything I like for it yet.  Again, I have like four different working ideas for it, but none of them have forced their way out onto a screen yet, especially with BA 8 eating up so much of my time.  Hell, one of them is even a BA story.

Actually, hell, I’ve already got the glitter image up; I may as well talk about the gay marriage ruling yesterday.  I had a hazy idea that there was a case pending in federal court somewhere but didn’t know that we were close to getting a decision, so abruptly seeing a Tweet just as I was about to shut down my computer and meet my mother for lunch was an immensely pleasant surprise. (I texted her immediately and told her I needed a few minutes for celebration and to do the Facebook equivalent of yelling “First!” as I posted the information everywhere I knew how to.)

I don’t know that I’ve changed much as a person since getting married; I suspect you’d have to ask my wife about that.  One way that I know I’m different, though, is that I’ve really lost all patience with dudebro humor about what a horrible trap marriage is or comedy that is mostly centered on complaining about wives and significant others.  Lemme make this clear, in small words: Marrying my wife was hands-down, no-doubt the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life.  There is literally nothing more important to me than keeping my marriage strong and my family together.  Nothing.

This means a couple of things to me:

  1. I have no patience whatsoever with people who whine about their spouses/being married.  Let me make sure I’m clear: the word I chose was “whine.”  Plenty of people are trying to save a struggling relationship; that’s not “whining.”  You want to hear whining?  Pull up any comedy station on Pandora and wait a few minutes.  Divorce is legal.  Nobody made you get married.  Fix your relationship, quit your whining, or get the fuck out.  Oh, you have kids?  I don’t care; you’re fucking them up whining about their mother all the time and probably raising your sons to be assholes.  Stop it.
  2. I have less patience with the idea that someone shouldn’t be able to marry someone else because some third party, unconnected to the two getting married, thinks it’s gross if they rub their bits together.  I’ve dropped friendships with people over this.  It’s horrible evil fucking bullshit and I will not put up with it in my life.  Note that if you attempt to argue with me about this in comments my response will be to ban you and delete your comments on the spot, no discussion.  Whine about tolerance for your evil all you want; you’ll be whining into the void and I won’t hear you.  Enjoy your inevitable historical irrelevance; your heartache amuses me.

So glad my state isn’t part of this anymore.