What I Really Meant To Say

'Are you going make a speech?' Neil asked me, before and during the wedding. 'I'll do one if you forget anything in yours,' I said. 'I won't. But you should say something, anyway. I don't want a sexist weddingslashmarriage.' 'Reason a billion and 31 why I love you.' Anyway. During his speech, my Dad told … Continue reading What I Really Meant To Say


This Bride Really Did Cut The Cake

This was our wedding cake:   This was me actually cutting the cake.  With my concentration face on.  Apparently:   My thoughts went like this:  Are we actually s'posed to cut it?  Is this freaking marzipan?  I hate marzipan.  I specifically told the cake people 'no marzipan.'  Oh, well.  The mint chocolate layer will make … Continue reading This Bride Really Did Cut The Cake

Are We There Yet?

Growing up, there was a church down the street from the house where my heart lived. Grandma and I would pass the church on the way to spend my allowance on baseball cards, Cherry Coke bubble-gum and Wintergreen Tic-Tics. Most Saturdays, there was a wedding at the church and Grandma and I would try and … Continue reading Are We There Yet?

George’s Guide To Belgian Beer

I know I'm jumping ahead a bit here, but we had a guest on our honeymoon.  George Bailey-Penguin comes with us wherever we go.  And our honeymoon, I learned, was no different. By the end of our week in Bruges, George  was being recognised by waiters and bar staff, who asked us, 'Does he go … Continue reading George’s Guide To Belgian Beer