Marriage is a Blast

Let's face it, marriage gets a bad reputation in the world. When Eric and I got engaged, everyone was very supportive of us as a couple. However, many were quick to point out how much marriage sucks. The divorce rate isn't exactly encouraging either. FINALLY last month we got a card from a friend of mine who couldn't come to our wedding, she wrote, "Marriage is a blast!" Little did she know, she was the first person to say something positive about marriage to me, really!

I realize that when people say marriage sucks they mostly mean in a few years... probably when kids are involved (sorry kiddos, I do love you, but let's face it- you make marriages a lot less of a blast). Even so, I think marriage is a blast, and I plan to write it (and mean it) on every wedding card forever!



I think I've mentioned before that Eric and I do not eat the same dinner... almost ever. With the exception of Eric's amazing sweet potato risotto, our nightly routine is basically tripping over each other in the kitchen and then on the off chance that we time our meals to be ready at the same time, we may eat together. It's weird, but it works for us. It's hard to pinpoint exactly why Eric and I disagree so much about food, but basically we just grew up eating very differently and are both way too stubborn and set in our ways to adapt.

Last night, we actually decided to cook a meal together. Eric took control of the stuffing and I grilled the chicken and cooked a Delicata squash in the oven.





So good. I am kind of obsessed with squash right now. And I'm always obsessed with stuffing. Plus it was kind of cool not to have to do the whole meal. Eric may have dumped gravy on top of his whole meal, therefore ruining it in my book but hey- at least we got to cook together!

Tonight I wasn't planning on sharing another meal, so I made tempeh with parsnip fries...



The parsnip fries were great, but the soy ginger sauce I cooked the tempeh in was TERRIBLE (way too salty!), so I ended up stealing a portion of Eric's pasta with ground turkey bolognese sauce... which was delicious. Perhaps we will start cooking together more often :) Marriage is a blast, I tell you.

Marriage also rocks when your husband decides to put aside his hatred of running and run a 5K with you. It rocks even more when he decides he actually likes running. It rocks the most when you go for a run on a gorgeous fall day...



There was a swan in the reservoir!



And lots of ducks...





Much as I love yoga and spinning, there is just no other work out where you can enjoy this kind of scenery (let's face it, bike riding is a little fast to enjoy scenery)...









Engaged Kelly is pretty impressed that married Kelly and Eric eat and go running together.

Take that haters, I like marriage. It was even worth the pain in the bum that was planning a wedding. It was sorta worth the name change process... though clearly I am not finished with that since I discover my old name on at least one thing per day! My new goal is to have it all done by the time I'm 40. I aim high.