{"id":1850,"date":"2015-07-29T19:38:00","date_gmt":"2015-07-29T19:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2015\/07\/29\/july-29"},"modified":"2015-12-14T23:52:20","modified_gmt":"2015-12-15T04:52:20","slug":"july-29","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2015\/07\/july-29\/","title":{"rendered":"July 29"},"content":{"rendered":"
Today is our eighth wedding anniversary. It’s also the 11th birthday of this blog, the first day of our first-ever corporate tax audit, and the day that my mother officially moves to Seattle. It’s a lot of Big Adult Stuff, and I have lots of feelings, including immense gratitude for our accountant. But most of all, I’m glad that these two wide-eyed pups, the ones in this shot circa 2007, decided to take the great leap that is marriage, that they’ve kept at it, showing up, cooking, eating, building, building some more, figuring it out, duking it out, and loving, loving, for eight whole years. And I’m glad that this blog made it all happen. Thanks for being along for the ride, everybody.<\/p>\n
P.S. A wonderful, and relevant, episode of On Being<\/a>. And now, for a properly celebratory cocktail:
\nP.P.S. Pavement’s Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain<\/a><\/i>\u00a0in the car on a hot, sunny day, with the windows down!<\/p>\n
\n\nCampari Granita<\/h2>\n
From Bitter, by Jennifer McLagan<\/h3> \n \n <\/header>\n\n
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