Hang in there, baby.

Apologies for the lack of posting. Somehow, with the marriage and the new city and the new jobs, blogging has slipped down the list of priorities. I hereby offer my promise (cold comfort though it no doubt is) that in not *too* long blogging will return here in some form. Things you might see here include: first-hand accounts of our wedding, photos from our fun honeymoon trip to the Bronx Zoo, shots of our cool, IKEA-filled apartment, and so much more! Nothing job-related, though. At least not by me - Sarah can blog about clarinet-teaching 'til the cows come home.

Broccoli... Celery... Gotta be...

Veggietales!

Finally, a reason to watch cartoons on Saturday mornings again.

And remember, whatever you don't hear, God made you special and He loves you very much.

Happy Weekiversary!

Sarah and I have officially been man and wife for one week as of a few hours ago. Needless to say, this is an exciting occasion. We celebrated with some homemade pasta (with meat sauce - my tastes of my bachelor days still haven't quite left me) and a giant bottle of pretty-OK Italian red (yes, that's right, I've been enjoying a glass of chianti).

Our day was pretty fun. We slept in, then after a tasty lunch at Quiznos and an unsuccessful attempt to board the 1 Train (doesn't run south of 14th Street on weekends), we took the R Train to Times Square, from which we headed south to Mood Fabrics (as seen on the wife's favorite non-animated TV program). At Mood, we shopped around a while, looking for a fabric from which to make a curtain for our bedroom window. Needless to say, I was very macho the whole time. ¿Quien es mas macho? Angus Dwyer es mas macho.

After Mood we headed north to check out the practice studio where Sarah will be teaching in the fall. En route, we stopped for some Nuts for Nuts peanuts (a New York street vendor classic - highly recommended for all visitors to the Big Apple) and to peer at the giant indoor ferris wheel at the Toys'R'Us in Times Square. (Which - have you noticed? - isn't really a square. What's up with that?) We found the studio - it's upstairs from Rosie O'Grady's restaurant (note: not this Rosie O'Grady's), and next door to the Ha! comedy club - but didn't go inside (mostly because we couldn't figure out how to do so withoutinadvertentlyy getting a table at Rosie's...this is probably something Sarah will have to ask about on the phone).

Anyway, by this time we were pretty tired from being so wonderful and amazing, and headed home. And then _yadda_yadda_yadda_ various things happened that conduced towards dinner being prepared (mostly by Sarah, though she'll deny it). I'll spare you the gory details.

Generally, we're well and are settling in nicely to the NYC. Tomorrow we have Mass at our neighborhood church, then the pickup of the second half of our first-ever Fresh Direct order. (Don't ask why it didn't come in one shipment. Really. It's not a very interesting story.) Then Monday: Da Zoo!

The Big Day Arrives

There's something I'm supposed to do this afternoon, but I can't quite put my finger on it....

I just wanted to thank everyone who's read this blog over the last few months; it's been a lot of fun. When next I post, Sarah and I will be married and in New York, beginning our new life together. Crazy man, crazy.

Please keep Sarah and I, and all our guests, in your prayers.

Talk to you soon, blogosphere.