
Tina and I are celebrating two, fun-filled, loving, amazing, wonderful years of marriage today.
Of course we’re celebrating it with Talulah. Frankly, she’s eclipsed the celebration a little. We just did a 30-second meeting with Zoe. Talulah laid in her crate like, whatever, and Zoe hissed and ran off. Ahh, progress.
Talulah is a sweet girl, and she’s assimilated well for only being here two days.
The tough stuff has been getting her up and down the stairs. She wants to rocket both ways. This morning I went up and down with her no less than eight times.
Right now she’s crashed in her crate while I’m working.
Tina and I will likely go celebrate with a dinner Monday or Tuesday night. When we saw regular reader SAW, he turned us on to the possibility of going to Frontera Grill or another Rick Bayless restaurant when he and his wife get their asses up here to visit soon (and I mean soon, damnit).
We’ve never been to a Rick Bayless restaurant. We’ve talked about it. We got engaged at Morton’s Steakhouse, but I get the feeling Tina isn’t in the mood to return.
Marriage is great. I highly recommend it to all my friends. Well, unless you’re gay. Then you have to fucking wait until half of this country grows up.