Married.

Yes, we are married-Robb, the sweetest radical this side of the Mississippi (well, either side of the Mississippi, but I like that expression), is now my husband. While we have been together for more than three years and lived together for more than two years, it does feel different and wonderful.


After an incredibly rainy summer, we had a gorgeous day. The mud had a week to dry up (yes, there was a bit of a mud season this summer here in Vermont) and the sun was shining. It was a feeling of an incredible joy and comfort to be surrounded by so many family and friends who have shaped and supported us as we celebrated our relationship.





The picture to the left of the ceremony is (from left to right) my two sisters and me.

Ella T. Dogg was waiting for me with Robb as I walked down the "aisle", but was relocated to the front row during the ceremony. Just to make sure that she didn't feel neglected, one of our reading for the ceremony was a revised version of "Falling in Love is Like Owning a Dog" Robb and I certainly are not of the mind that we really "own" Ella, but this reading was too perfect to pass up. Here's a few favorite stanzas.

On Cold Winter Nights, love is warm.
It lies between you and lives and breaths
and makes funny noises.
Love wakes you up all hours of the night with its needs.
It needs to be fed so it will grow and stay healthy.

Love doesn't like being left alone for long
but come home and love is always happy to see you.
It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for love,
but you can never be mad at it for long.

We also had a damn good party with yummy local food, including very fresh chickens from Gaylord's Farm, greens from Pete's Greens, prepared and served with love and elegance by Kismet. There was much drinking and dancing under the full moon with celebratory and soulful tunes by the Dave Keller Band.

Much joy and more to come.