Nothing Special

There’s nothing special about today. We both went to work and had normal days. You know, the kind of days where you struggle to have interesting to say to the question, “how was your day?”

I improvised a pork loin roast, which I might post the recipe to when I get time. We had a glass of wine, ate dinner, watched How I Met Your Mother. It was nice to relax with Lindsey.

Then we went our separate ways. We each had work to do, and Lindsey tried to get to bed early. I did not try to do that, and I succeeded in my non-efforts.

There are just some days like this, days when I wonder what to blog. Then, when I sit down to write I realize something simple: even an everyday, so-so, run of the mill day is great with my wife.

“It’s the same thing…”

Lindsey looked at me, semi-exasperated. “It’s just the same thing all over, ‘We’re really busy. School is about to start. We’re really stressed.’ There’s nothing new.”

She’s right.

We were talking about tonight’s blog post. We’ve reached almost five months of marriage and we are starting to see how not every day is some exotic or unique challenge. But that’s okay, that is real life.

Of course this brings up a different challenge for us than most folks, as we have this ‘blog every day’ commitment. So, after a run of days like we have had this boredom, good, normal, and stable boredom, means that there is just not a lot to say sometimes.

So, friends, family, and the other folks out there following us, let me take this opportunity to thank you for hanging with us over the last week. We appreciate it and we will have some more exciting stuff coming soon.

A wonderful night


This is my wife enjoying the sauce from my ravioli. She loves tomatoes. And cheese. We’ll get back to that later.

Tonight was a wonderful night in the most normal sense. Our great friends Mike and Erin are moving to Portland in a few weeks, and tonight was their goodbye Happy Hour. Lindsey drove up and met me and some of my colleagues after work. We had a good night, it was nice to have her here to say goodbye to our friends.

While it was not the first time I realized this, I recognized again this evening that I love having my wife by my side. She is wonderful and charming and everyone seems to love her. Which is totally understandable. It was a joy to have her with me.

From there I took her to a local Italian restaurant in Round Rock that she had not been to. They have a great lasagna, Lindsey’s favorite, and some really good ravioli, which is mine. Of course as mentioned, Lindsey likes her tomato sauce so there was sharing. Even with the window leaking from the rain and literally flooding us out of our table, it was a fun and relaxing dinner.

What was great about tonight was not just having Lindsey by my side, or having a fun dinner. It’s the difference she has made. I was talking to someone at the Happy Hour that I have not seen in awhile and we were talking about the changes in the last year. In that conversation I realized, again, how happy I am.

It may sound trite, but a night with our friends and a great dinner together is a great, albeit simple, pleasure. I love my wife. I love having her with me. I love being around her.

This married life thing is more than alright. It’s great.