I had many semi-elaborate plans for our second anniversary yesterday. One of them included a blog post with wedding pictures because, let’s face it, I’m still in love with my wedding (especially my dress!!) two years later. Sadly, it was not to be…at least not yesterday.
At 3:45pm, just minutes before I teach my class, I leaned over to unplug my laptop battery and sudden, terrible pain struck. I got through my class, probably on adrenaline, because by the time I got home Neal could visibly see that I was not okay. So it turns out I actually pulled a muscle in my neck, my already very broken neck. Not good news since I’m set to spend 11 hours in a van to California tomorrow. Yikes!
So instead of a fabulous evening on the town, we spent the night alternating ice packs and pain patches. One of the highlights was a brief chat with my straight-talking friend Elizabeth. After describing what happened, she said, “I mean it’s not really surprising. Neal knew when he married you he was going to have to take a lot of rainchecks.” True, true.
I still intend to have a proper anniversary celebration (both virtually and in real life), but until then, oooh and aah at this lovely picture. There’s nothing like cherry blossom time in D.C.!!!!





