Wedding day – Dec 28, 1978
Here are Shannon and me standing just outside the front door of the Washington temple immediately after getting married. We were so young! We were so happy! And we were just taking the first step in what would be an amazing, joyful 35 years together. I knew she was the one for me, and for some reason she claimed to know I was the one for her too. Great Art courtesy of our old friend Burns Newby (or possibly taken by Robin, but Burns put a bunch of wedding/reception pictures together in a photo album he gave us, which I’ve started digitizing), partially obscured by another photo from the album because they’re glued down and I’m afraid of destroying them if I try to move them, and part of my famous Shannon and Event series.
My heart just burns with a strange combination of giddy happiness and deep grief when I look at this picture. The former because we were so, so happy for so, so long. And the latter because it was snatched away from us at what I believe was our very happiest moment. I’m getting closer to the point where I can accept that what we had was enough, but not yet. How I long for more!
She was such a doll. Whatever made her choose to fall in love with me?
Pretty uneventful day today. In fact, I’m struggling to come up with anything I did at all. Mark and I went to the gym again, of course. Today was day four. This is the point where it gets hard, I think. I’m feeling a bit sore, I don’t see any results yet, and it would be really easy to quit going. But we won’t quit, and I think we’ll just have to tough it out for a few weeks, after which the results will start coming. We’ll feel better, we’ll look better, and we’ll be able to do much more than before. I’m trying to follow the advice I read in the excellent Zen Habits website and focus on how much better I feel after having done the thing I think I should do but don’t want to do. There are lots of ideas there on establishing new habits. Highly recommended.
Anyway. Other than exercising, I can’t think of a whole lot I accomplished. I spoke on the phone with Paul, Chris, Julie, and my dad. So that’s something very worthwhile. Mark and I went to Costco and bought a few things we needed and a few more we wanted. One of the “wanted” things was a mini-flat of strawberries. Also a half gallon of tangerine juice. I took a few of the strawberries, half a banana, a splash of tangerine juice, and a few ice cubes and used my [amazon asin=B00A78MXS2&text=Magic Bullet] to make a delicious smoothie. My astute Loyal Readers will recall how much I love smoothies. And this one was excellent. I think I’ll make another one tomorrow. Also maybe some waffles with fresh whipped cream and strawberries. And maybe some more strawberry-related dishes I can’t think of right now.
I grilled Omaha Steaks hamburgers on the barbecue tonight and served them on sourdough English muffins. Toss in some corn (the ultimate guy vegetable!) and a bit of jello I made a couple days ago and you’ve got a downright tasty meal. I received no complaints from either Mark or myself.
And that’s about all I accomplished. I start out every day with such big plans for all the work I’m going to do, and I just get nothing done, even though it feels like I’m busy all day. But I know I spend a whole lot of time goofing off. That’s just what I do. Maybe tomorrow I’ll goof off just a little less and work just a little more. We’ll see, won’t we?
And I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this shocking food violence news: bean can shooting!
See you tomorrow.
March 21st, 2014 at 10:11 am
You guys look so cute! It doesn’t look like a cold day but it was December, right?
March 21st, 2014 at 11:57 am
Yep – late December, in fact, and it was quite cold. We were just basking in the warm glow of love, so we couldn’t feel it.