For those of you following the blog, you might know that last month, Carl and I flew back to the states for our wedding. After months of being “pretty sure” I could make it to my own wedding, I boarded that plane like a kid on a roller coaster– we were SO excited to be heading home!! For some real classy last minute airport gift shopping, we grabbed a few snacks and a bottle of Japanese habu sake. This is the traditional Okinawan sake infused with the venom of the poisonous habu snake. In the bottle, mostly for looks, was the snake itself, still bearing its fangs! That little bottle of sake rode with us in our carry-on all the way to Wisconsin.
It really was the perfect week; we saw all of our favorite people and had the very best time. Because we got married in Wisconsin, we drank a fair amount of beer. The wedding day itself was a blur of moments: one minute I was at a church, the next minute we were laughing in a German bar, the next minute celebrating and dancing with relatives. Love abounded. So many people had prayed for and cared for us that day. There was a lot to celebrate!
After the wedding, we headed to a cabin that Carl’s family was staying in for some much-needed R&R.
We canoed on a perfectly still lake, we fished for bass and didn’t catch much.
It was true happiness.
Coming home was like slowly waking up out of a dream. We both eased into work routines, and at first it seemed that it would all be smooth sailing from here. Cut to me getting called in to work, totally dazed and confused, frazzled, no sleep, no lunch, whole day is a blur, whole week is a blur, whole month is a blur. Nurse life. What just happened..? I work hard with these shifts, mentally and physically, and I feel it in the way we interact. It seems that, impossibly, Carl works even harder. Both of us are used to the routine of no routine, and piece the moments we have together into a life together. We live by a few simple favorites: one of Carl’s secret-recipe margaritas, good food, and always, always, a good book.
Currently reading: Yes Please, by Amy Poehler
“Your career won’t take care of you. It won’t call you back or introduce you to its parents. It’s never going to leave its wife. Your career is fucking other people and everyone knows it but you…Career is the stringing together of opportunities and jobs. Mix in public opinion and past regrets. Add a dash of future panic and a whole lot of financial uncertainty. Career is something that fools you into thinking you are in control and then takes pleasure in reminding you that you aren’t. Career is the thing that will not fill you up and never make you truly whole. Depending on your career is like eating cake for breakfast and wondering why you start crying an hour later.”