Last year at this time I was watching A Scanner Darkly, I had a green and white striped shirt and racing video game wrapped up for him, and his drug dealer called my house. This year I am writing a paper at the kitchen table while swimming in his old USA sweatshirt and hearing Band of Horses in my headphones and he is making electronic music in the basement in his new black hoodie Santa brought early. He made pizza today, I made cookies, and we married them in our very satisfied hearts and tummies.

I got me this (on the left) because I received a message I could not ignore that said buy it, woman; it's on sale and reeks cool:



(my purse is usually a mix of back pocket and arms.)