Attention Single Friends:

I have not experienced any of these issues yet but according to a wide number of other married people's comments I can fully expect them. So here's some things you should know.

1. Emily and I still exist. Yes you waved goodbye to us at the end of the wedding and we drove away in an excessively decorated car, but we only went back to our apartment and then on a honeymoon. We still live in Costa Mesa and we still want to see you, so please don't forget that!

2. I am more so a 'we' than I am an 'I'. Don't let the fact that I will probably always check with Emily first before I agree to do anything, deter you from inviting either Emily or I anywhere. She's my other half and I don't work very well separated from her. I promise it feels GREAT to depend on another human being. It's not so bad.

3. Yes, married people like to hang with married people and it's not that it's a secret club that no one can be involved in unless you have a piece of jewelry on your ring finger. It's simply that when you get married, you all of a sudden have this freedom to talk about SO many things that people who are not married don't understand fully.

4. Emily and I do not have sex 24/7. As awesome as that would be, it's just not physically possible and it would be extremely exhausting. Yes we're more sexually active than the average 75 year old, but that doesn't mean you should be afraid to call because what if we're having sex, or afraid to come over and visit because what if we're having sex. If we are, I promise I wont answer my phone or answer the door...for your sake.

5. Though I love Emily more than any human being on this planet, I love each and everyone of my friends quite a bit more than the average human being as well. Please know that.


This is also not meant to be supercilious in any way either. I really only say these things because I'm guilty of each and every one one of them. Things are different now, yes, but not enough to loose contact with those I care for.

Thanks for reading. :)

Okay, I should work now.

For better or worse...

I'm married and loving it. My wife and I spent the evening last night putting up curtain rods and building book shelves. Our apartment is really starting to look like a home. I came out of my bedroom this morning and felt very pleased with it all. Content.

Still, as happy as the months surrounding a wedding have been, life still looms. There are bills to pay, an education to be had, and a car that desperately needs cleaning. But for some reason it all looks different than before. It's all things I have to do, but it's all things I get to do, with Emily. I'm pretty sure that's what God designed marriage for, a partnership; and God gave me the best partner EVER!

Other than these few sappy sentiments I don't really have anything else to write about at the moment. I'm over my job, though I understand it's importance and how much I enjoy getting paid. I'm directing a show, The Importance of Being Earnest, which is going to be full of memorable stories, they just haven't happened yet. And there was this one time I went to Mexico and they ran out of tortillas...I know right? That was pretty ridiculous.

I'm still struggling with blog envy. Josh is just so good at it. I suppose it takes passion. Josh is just passionate about a lot of things. I know I'm passionate about some things but I don't really realize the full extent of the passion unless I'm in the moment; like cars stopping completely before they turn, I just don't realize how much that royally pisses me off unless I'm in the moment. But usually after the moment has passed, and by the time I sit in front of my computer staring at blank blog page, I've had time to rationalize, justify, simplify, forget or just not care any more. I prefer the more passionate life like Josh's. He gets it all out on here, not in everyday conversation. He can actually talk about pretty normal things. Sometimes I wish he would get passionate about a few things in conversation, just because it's fun to see him get a bit steamed over things. But really, an entire post about a dispute between Obama and Dobson...awesome!

If that last paragraph sounded sarcastic it wasn't meant to. Just pure admiration.

And to finish it off, here is a scene from the my last rehearsal with my cast:

Me: Lady Bracknell I need you on stage, you're coming on in a few lines.

LB: Oh, right, let me just find my script.

Me: Do you have a pencil?

LB: A what?

Me: A pencil, you need to write down all the blocking I give you.

LB: Oh. Okay, I'm ready now. Should I enter?

Me: When the script tells you to, you should.

LB: Oh, right, what page are we on?

Me: 125. Lady Bracknell's Understudy, do you have a pencil?

LBU: For what?

Me: For writing down all the blocking I give Lady Bracknell.

LBU: You mean, I have to do it just like her?

Me: .........yes. Is that a problem?

LBU: I guess not.

LB: Do I enter now?

Algernon: Do I get to eat ALL of the sandwiches?