Last weekend Claire was having a wedding shower.
I was celebrating my friend Cameron’s last weekend of un-married life. We thought it would be interesting to contrast them. After all, it’s not often we spend a weekend apart and this one definitely ran quite the gamut of differences.
Nothing like this happened
So as a part of Claire and I’s getting used to this whole “marrying each other thing” we’ve been talking a lot about our families.
One of the funny things about my family is that my mother loves ghost stories. When she was a kid -to hear her tell it- she had a pet ghost named Alice. The stories that my mother and her sister tell are both funny, and frightening, and probably why I still don’t like to sleep in the house they grew up in. The Grand Strand of South Carolina has been continuously inhabited (by non-Natives) since the 1670s. It’s seen countless skirmishes, slavery, a war, and all the other detritus & minutiae of human life. My mother says that these emotions and strife of people are what causes ghosts to appear and stay around a place. And since this is a woman who used to take all her high school friends on “Ghost Hunts” on weekends, I’m inclined to believe her.
When I told Claire about my haunted background, she was a bit apprehensive. But I have proof. Continue reading
Anyone who knows Claire knows that she is a, well, ravenous Harry Potter fan. I have always liked Harry Potter, too. Many of our initial conversations were about Harry Potter and -I think- seemed more like an oral exam. It felt in many cases that I was being tested to ensure that I really what I was talking about.
Luckily, it would appear that I passed these tests.
So, today, I’m going to start a different sort of post. I’m going to create a repository of all the funny Harry Potter pictures that I run across on the internet. So Claire can review them later at her leisure. Check back more as I keep adding them.
So, without further ado:
Could have done without this on my whiteboard this morning…
Anyone who has spent any time with Claire knows that she’s a huge Harry Potter fan.
She was in that generation of kids (which I missed by a couple of years) that grew up with these books. Claire’s approach to them is pretty amusing and since I’ve always enjoyed them, too, we watch the movies and read the books and have discussed them pretty in depth quite a bit.
Because of those discussions, I know that Claire’s going to freak out for a little bit when the next movie comes out. I’m getting myself prepared for it and this will not help…
I have finally discovered how Claire made her decision to marry me. Turns out, she’s a huge statistics and probability theorist.
It includes this -very flattering- picture of me. And some high-level mathematics.
I should have done it like this.