Today, I shoved a bunch of stuff in a crock pot and called it good. I spent all day pointlessly and obnoxiously cleaning and organizing stuff that didn't need to be cleaned. Or organized. All while watching an entire season of Gossip Girl.
You're welcome. You don't have to tell me, I know you married the brassiest of the brass rings. On a related note, thanks for being as creeped out by that baby store as I was. Babies are so creepy. And for thinking felt mustaches velcro-ed on to pacifiers was the cutest idea ever, too. And for playing Mario Kart on Wii. And for helping me love rain again. Even though I'm still cheesed off at its appearance on our honeymoon.
I love you,
Your New Wife.
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