Thousand-yard stare

I started my day standing in a puddle of premium Chardonnay. Funny, that’s how I usually end my day. *cymbals* Guy would have paid good money to watch me in the kitchen this morning. I tried to get a huge juice container into the door of the fridge, decided it was too tight, pulled it […]

Going to the… well, minister, anyway

Guy and I are just getting ready to go meet the minister for coffee to get to know each other and talk about ceremony preferences, etc. Guy asked, “So what kind of ceremony do you want?” I replied, “Buddhist.” “Okay. I don’t care. As long as we say I do at the end, I’m cool.” […]