It’s Worse than I Thought…
The epidemic is spreading…
Add my friend’s sister (Aug) to the list. Church family’s son (May). Friend’s brothers (both of them, one in June, other TBD).
I better get my invitations out faster before everyone’s too tuckered (and poor) to come!
In the next few years, Epidemic Part Two will begin… babies… *shiver* T and I won’t be a part of that one.
Oh yeah, today we started pre-marital counseling. We scored pretty high on our compatability test. We have many “strengths” in our relationship, and the few “growth” areas we need to work on during counseling are things that we already knew were issues. In our case, “growth” areas are all pretty much tied into our spiritual beliefs and relationships and with extended family. There’s a part of me that thinks T and I have a good handle on our relationship and don’t need the counseling as much as some other couples might, but it’s still good to talk about things in a controlled environment. T’s willingness to be a part of the sessions (which we hold with my church pastor) shows me how committed he is. I think I will learn in our sessions how to give some of that back (because I’m admittedly spoiled).
Love Quotes
I’m now on a mission to find the “perfect” quote for our nuptials. It’s been a shamefully long time since I’ve picked up any poetry. Reading Shelley and Byron has reminded me of my youth and re-infused me with the love of words. After all, prose is prose, but poetry… well, poetry is:
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory–
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap’d for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
Phase I Towards Adult Life – Over
My classes at the Writers’ Program at UCLA Extension are officially over! Permanently! I look forward to getting the certificate that says I completed the program, but I’m not as excited as I thought I would be. Maybe because I know I still have so much else to do before the wedding, and well, I’m not done with the story. I am eager to put all my chapters together in a month or so and see how much progress I made. I don’t do it now because I’m honestly burnt out from writing so intensively for two months.
Yesterday we went to the driving range and I hit the best I’ve ever hit. I love golf. I really do. It’s addicting.
Tomorrow, buckling down on house hunting.
And hopefully more golf.
