After six years together, Mith and I finally tied the knot. Sure, the lead-up to the event caused no small amount of hand-wringing, but the day itself was fucking perfect.
Now my wife (wife wife wiiiiiife) and I are in San Francisco for our honeymoon, and though I am tired and a little nauseous from the plane ride, I am ridiculously and deliriously happy. I threw a great party with the woman I love, we promised to spend the rest of our lives together, and now we get to happily dork around in a city we’ve always wanted to visit. Can’t ask for more than that.