thanks everybody! so good to see you all. I'm in a continuous partial attention span cloud of work, so apologies for the stream of consciousness bent to these here postings.
superhero bride Veronica is pretty neat. She is an auto didact with many interests, and can digest an instruction manual to a Canon T3I DSLR camera in only a couple hours. She's a baller in the kitchen, and can play on the same court as Giadda or Nigella. We both dig Dr. Who, Discovery Channel, the Phoenix Suns, car-camping, Skyrim, and board gaming; though she's a sucker for anything on Sci Fi, and I read a bit more than she does.
Work is delightful, though as stated in the thesis, end of the year is kinda lame around here. Boring. Bored. Boredest. I've been doing Toastmasters a bit lately, and so am working on my cred as Awesome Public Speaker extroadinaire. Lifestyle and money wise, I'm comfortable. Say it again, because life was pretty rough the last few years. Comfortable.
I had my third knee surgery (another ACL reconstruction) last December, and theoretically that's all good, though I fell prey to one of the great catch-22s: opiates ruin one's judgement, and so while on pain killers ot assist in my recovery, I did some silly things that really hindered my recovery. I'll never play footie, judo, or run at a full out sprint again. Behold the ravages of age.
Left knee did hold together just well enough for me and Roni-pants to dance a nifty two step at the wedding. I liked the idea of doing a choreographed "first dance" because it was pudding proof positive that we were able to collaborate on a project. After we got the routine down, I really enjoyed it too. Not to brag, but people said it was the best first dance they had ever seen.
The rest of the wedding was delightful, and at the end of the our secular ceremony and vows, we had the officiant read the Commander Adama line, "So say we all!" which was then picked up by the audience, who repeated, "So say we all!" Loudest of all was my four year old nephew who shouted at the top of his little lungs.
The "cake" was a cupcake tier (picture link below) which is actually pretty hip, delicious, and eliminates the need for a cake server to be hired. ($150 more I spent on booze in Costa Rica)
The best thing about CR was the people. I understand that they whole country thrives on the tourism industry, but still- they didn't have to be so totally, uniformly nice
. We did an all inclusive resort vacation, though I can also appreciate doing a budget-style backback vacation down there. Either way, I had a great time. As a backup plan to the corporate lifestyle, if the fit hits the shan, I met an expat down there who lives off $500 per month, and gets free healthcare.
We're on the mommy/ daddy train, and for the first time ever, I have been intentionally trying to get someone pregnant. I maintain that we should be getting drunk and doing it in the back seat of a car as the best way to ensure conception, but she prefers actual sciency stuff like trying to time her cycle. We have similar views on child rearin', that being I get to be good dadda, and she will be mean mommy. It's the same way with the cat and dog right now- the dog cowers by me after he's just dropped a tootsie roll on the bathroom carpet.
Here's some photos: