I’m Not Married
☆ April 1, 2013
My favorite comment from this morning’s post, from Amy in AMA: Congratulations…you got us good! :)
Don’t be mad! It was spelled out the whole time; I haven’t changed anything about the post except to bold the first letter of each sentence – scroll down to see. I thought the acrostic made it obvious, but alas, it wasn’t even mentioned until comment 59…. Karin, you and my sister share a name, and you and I share a brain.
I did not expect the responses I got. When the earnest comments started coming in I was like, oh god this is bad. And when they started piling up I was like, oh wow, this is interesting. On many levels.
But the simplest and most obvious thing to be gleaned from the comments is that marriage is a big deal, a wonderful deal. I choose to be unmarried, but it’s pretty awesome to know that if Mike and I should change our minds, we could do it. It’s beyond devastating that there are so many people who want to get married, and deserve to get married, but are prohibited from doing so. Everyone should have the right. I hope one day soon, we will get to celebrate marriage equality.
Big BIG News!!!
☆ April 1, 2013
Mike and I got married!!!!
After seven years together, we got the itch.
Pretty crazy….
Right???
I never expected (or wanted) to get married, but…. as they say….
Love has a mind of its own.
First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in the baby carriage.
Omg.
Over the moon pretty much describes us.
Let’s be clear, there’s no baby yet, but that might change by this time next year!
Salud!!!
* edited to bold the letters of the acrostic *
A Gray Baby!
☆ March 27, 2013
Fifi & her calf
☆ March 25, 2013
Fiona Is A Mom
☆ March 14, 2013
At around noon on Tuesday, I glanced out my window and saw Fiona obsessively licking and mooing over a calf. There’s this very distinct “mommy moo” that cows only do with newborn calves, and Fiona was making this sound – it’s almost like a murmur. But even through my window, I could see the calf wasn’t hers – it was fluffier and “fuller” than a newborn calf would be. And Fiona’s tail was cocked and held at an angle away from her body, which is the tell-tale (tell-tail?) sign of imminent birth.
The calf that Fiona was doting on actually belonged to Sis, Fiona’s BFF, who had calved a week prior. So what was up with Fiona’s behavior? Sometimes, a cow will “psychologically calve” right before they physically calve. Fiona was so close, she felt compelled to start mothering, even though she hadn’t had her baby yet.
Sis was calm and patient with Fiona, while remaining ever-present and protective of her calf. And then, about half an hour later, Fiona wandered away from the pair, lay down, and had her baby.
Moments after the birth. Now Fiona had a calf of her own to lick and lick and lick, which is an important and essential task: all this licking cleans and dries the calf’s fur, so the calf will be fluffy and warm.
The calf was perky and alert as Fiona continued her work. Within ten minutes, he wobbled to his feet…
…and had a drink!
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