Happy Anniversary

Yesterday was the one month anniversary of Trent and I jumping into the snake pit. So far, save the obvious fights about fishing reel loaders as gifts and fat pants, we seem to be handling the marriage stuff pretty well. Trent comes home every day with another “warning” that guys at work gave him about married life, I respond with a comment about how his friends at work must be douche-bags with boring-ass wives if they would talk so much crap. Or else they are still in the closet. See, I’m very open to other people’s opinions on marriage. As long as they don’t piss me off, then they’re just pure crap.

So today at work, in remembrance of our big day, I actually brought my iPod which hasn’t been touched since the reception. All the playlists are still from the wedding (ranging from Lyle Lovett, The Barenaked Ladies, Coldplay, Radiohead, The Fugees, Sinatra, Billie Holiday, Miles Davis, and, of course, Justin Timberlake, to name a few) and I’m realizing we actually had a pretty cool reception. And now the song “Forever” by Ben Harper (our first dance) makes me tear up a bit. Actually, it may be because I tear up a bit at anything, even the dancing baby on the Internet that popped up and told me that according to some ancient Chinese formula I was having a girl…

Anyway, happy anniversary to us! And like Frank says, “It’s no good unless they love you all the way.” I’m so lucky to have someone who loves me all the way, every day.