It's All About the Pie

I hope everyone had a terrific Thanksgiving. It's really a great Holiday, isn't it? Family, food, fun and a long-weekend. The only thing missing is the hectic lunacy that surrounds Christmas. Quite the perfect Holiday if you ask me.

My big triumph for the week were making two outstanding pies, one blueberry one pumpkin. They came out great. The apple pie, I didn't get quite right. This is a big deal because the older generation of women in my family are big pie makers and you will get graded on your pies. Fortunately, you don't have to show your work. Well, they raved about both, even though I had to use frozen blueberries for the one.

Here's an interesting, new blog for you. Steve and I both enjoy what we've read so far at Broadening our Horizons . Go check it out when you have a minute.

I skipped Black Friday. Too much craziness. I am going shopping today, though. Thought I'd pick up some new lingerie to try on for my Husband. We're going to a wedding tonight. The reception is at a hotel and we booked a room for the night.

Sorry for the lame posts lately but it's just been so crazy the past few weeks.

A Few Musings

The ancient Greeks viewed unmarried women of child-bearing years as dangerous and wild: Something to be tamed. I wonder if some residual of our ancestors beliefs have remained with us after all these years.

In the extremely short time I have been married I have noticed a subtle shift in the way I am treated by the women in Steve's family and, to a lesser extent, the women in my family. To be perfectly clear, Steve's Mother, Grandmother and sisters have always treated me with the utmost kindness and love. I have no complaints whatsoever. I am now treated differently, however.

It's difficult to describe this subtle change. It's now as if I'm part of a club. The thing is, I did not know there was a club. My opinions, likes, dislikes seem to be given more weight. I've been consulted about Thanksgiving and Christmas.

The men in Steve's family treat me like they always have, like a daughter or sister or niece. They were, and remain, sweet and protective of me.

Maybe I'm making more out of this than need be. Maybe I'm hyper-sensitive. I find it humorous that after all these years it's the women that seem to impute to marriage a certain stamp of approval while the men treat me as they always have.

On the lighter side, married sex is awesome. We have a ton of morning sex, which I love. Night time sex has been great as well. Very soft and romantic, which I like. In fact, if I could have my way, I'd say 50% hot/hard, treat me like a slut, sex and 50% slow, passionate, romantic, sex would be ideal. I'm sure we'll return to the former soon but there's been a lot of the latter.

Have a great weekend.

Random Thoughts

Thanks to all of you for the lovely comments. They are greatly appreciated.

Here's a few random thoughts to buy some time before we resume regular posting (which will be soon). Please use sarcasm detector on a few of these.

1) I'm a wife;

2) I like being a wife;

3) Oddly enough, even though we have gay marriage in this state, I don't feel any less married;

4) I almost never get political on this blog. That is a conscious decision on my part. You can probably guess my politics. So, consider this fashion and not politics: I liked most of Governor Palin's outfits. All except that red, Michael Jackson/Thriller jacket;

5) I could have saved the RNC a ton of money as a shopping consultant: Think Macy's One Day Sale;

6) World Series? What World Series?

7) Marriage not only doubles your joy, it doubles the laundry;

8) Everyone wants to have us over for dinner all of a sudden.

Gone to the Chapel

Well folks, sorry for the lack of posts but we've been busy....getting married. It's a crazy, hectic time but one we'll remember for the rest of our lives.

Yes, it finally happened and we're delighted. Everything went beautifully, not that there weren't some screw-ups, but who cares. I just rolled with it rather than expecting perfection. We had a great time. According to our guests, the reception was great as was the food. not that we'd know. We hardly had the chance to eat. The entire day flew by. It felt like it was over before it began.

I'm so excited to be a Mrs. I'm nearly bursting.

I owe some people some e-mail replies. Please be patient. I haven't forgotten you. I promise.

Be back soon.