When Marriage Gets Crowded
We exchanged wedding vows under a chuppah, a word whose pronunciation I had to Google. chuppah: [khoo p-ah, hoo p–uh] 1. a canopy under which the Jewish marriage ceremony is performed, symbolic of both the home they are creating and their God who will remain over it all To be honest, I didn’t know a lot about chuppahs. I was neither Jewish nor did I speak Hebrew. I saw mention of it in a Rob Bell book once and we went for it. Though I didn’t understand the depth and importance of the tradition at the time, I loved the imagery. I adore it even more today, and here’s why:
Love.
6 years ago today, a boy that I really liked gave me the most thoughtful present I’ve ever received. Men: take notes. Or just print this post. Either one. He gave me a dozen red roses which I displayed proudly in my freshman dorm room. The roses were just a teaser for our date that night after he got off work and showered to rid himself of the ever-present fish smell. He worked at Red Lobster. Now we’re off topic. My friend came in, counted the roses, and reported back that there were only 11. My response was, “Seriously? Who counts someone else’s flowers?” But, alas, she was right. The…
Annoying Spouses & {Current} Favs
Let first me mention a text I sent this week: (blue = me) My lack of real exercise is astounding. Annoying Spouses A cyberfriend of mine (I claim her, regardless of if she claims me) recently blogged about things she does to annoy her husband. I knew I had to blog about it too, because I love annoying Taylor. It’s kind of a twisted hobby. My top 5 current ways to annoy him: 1. Scare him. Holy moly this is funny. I’m admittedly unfair in this, because I’m the only one who is allowed to scare the other. He scared me once while I was showering and I silently wept…
Guest Speaker
Taylor here. Now I’m not much of a writer, and I’m almost certain that I was born without the right side of my brain because I don’t have one ounce of creativity. Works great being an accountant. Not so much for blogging. However, on this day in 1987, the most magnificent thing happened; my beautiful wife was born. So, impossible as it may be, it is my endeavor to put in words how blessed I am to be sharing life with this most wonderful woman. As you have probably figured out by now if you frequent this blog, Sarah and I are basically complete opposites. She’s creative, I am not.…
