We’re about half-way through wedding season and now’s about the time if confronted by a gypsy, he’d sell me for four goats, a turtledove, and a pack of magic beans. We have a lot on our plates, but JD somehow takes things in stride whereas I spin around in circles, leaving a mess in my wake. Yes, like a hurricane.

Through it all, we’re trying to keep it together. And by it I mean us. Making sure the computer is off when it’s supposed to be, focused on being present, and enjoying the chaos we know as life. Our life.

A few nights ago, we had dinner with our good friend Gail, who snapped this photo of us while we waited for our reservation. Never before have I been more thankful to have our meal delayed, especially if it results in capturing a memory of who we are in this moment.