Now and again, I realize what a gentle kind soul I've married.

We have reversed roles. Now, I'm the one doing most of the cooking. Simple fare like udon, claypot noodles, soba and now spaghetti; only vegetables, but every dish has been taught by you. Whatever I cook, you don't mind eating the same variations again and again.

I believe we are content.

After being married for nearly a year, we're finally going on a proper honeymoon (a trip which doesn't constitute an extended work trip or a visit to see family).

Can't wait!

Mucking around without you includes:
Watching DVDs on 2x fast forward with subtitles on, so I could still catch the plot without getting bored;
Rummaging through the closet to find clothes I no longer wore and figuring out how I could update the look (sadly more misses than hits);
Baking an angel food cake for the first time and realizing that though the instructions to bake sounded simple, it was hell to clean up after;
Walking everywhere.. to the market, to the library, listening to my iPod and talking to myself;
Trying to read real books rather than off the net;
And sending random text messages to you: to make you laugh, and come home soon.