I’ve written about this before, but when it comes to weight loss and the after effects of weight loss surgery, my wedding ring sort of acts as a canary in a coalmine.

The day after the wedding, while at our first honeymoon stop at a bed and breakfast in Woodstock, VT, my wedding ring fell off in the shower. I had lost a little weight since the ring fitting and my hands were soapy and pow, the ring fell to the shower floor.

For the first few months of our marriage, I would take off the ring before getting into the shower, or doing anything that involved soap and a drain. After a few months I grew into it a little and no longer needed to take it off.

By the time we get to January 2022, when I couldn’t stand the weight and the yo-yo dieting and the fluctuations and the lack of energy and the back pain and the leg pain and the general misery that my weight caused me, I really couldn’t take the ring off anymore. It wasn’t painful, but it was pretty well stuck in place.

Now, post surgery and about a hundred pounds later, it’s been slipping lately. Only when I am washing up or showering or doing something that gets me all soapy and stuff. It hasn’t fallen off yet, but it’s been close.

Close enough that when I took a shower yesterday morning, I took it off. That’s the first time since the summer of 2009. I didn’t take it off today, but only because I was in a bit of a rush and forgot to. When lunch started I went upstairs and shaved. I took it off for that. I’m reaching the point where the idea of my ring falling into a sink or shower drain is becoming real. That’s a bad thing, of course, but from a weight loss perspective it’s a good thing. It’s weird, but true.

I don’t want to resize my wedding ring. I’ll probably put a piece of tape around the back side of it to tighten it. That will work for a while at least.

Okay, kids. Lunch break and story time is over now. Get back to work.

Lucky 13

13 years ago today Jen and I tied the knot. I say it all the time but it was by far the best thing I’ve ever done.

I love her more today than any day prior. She’s my dream come true. It’s that simple. I waited a long, long time to find her and then suddenly there she was and all was right with the world.

I love you so much Jen. Happy 13th anniversary, and here’s to many, many more.


14 years ago today I popped the question to my beloved Jennifer. Smartest move I’ve ever made.

Later this month we will have our 13th wedding anniversary.

May is kind of a big deal for us.

Happy proposalversary to my love.

Happy 12th Anniversary

12 years ago today, Jennifer and I both said, “I do” and then we had a big party and then we went on a two week vacation. Best day of my life. Best move of my life. Even with all the horrible shit that’s gone down over the last year and a half I can honestly say that I wouldn’t change a thing.

Happy anniversary, Jen! I love you more and more each day.

Happy 12th Anniversary

14 Years

14 Years ago today I went on a first date with a fantastic woman. Her name was Jen. Still is. She has a new last name now though. Funny, it’s the same last name I have. In fact, you might say that it’s my last name. As in we went on a date on April 5, 2007 and then at some later point something happened and she took my last name as her own. Like on May 30, 2009 something happened where we vowed to share our lives together or something like that.

Happy first dateiversary to the love of my life, Jennifer. 14 years and I’m still crazy about you.

Happy Anniversary, Jen!

11 years ago today, my beautiful bride and I finally tied the knot. We said our vows, we gave each other our rings, we smooched for all to see. Bellana was an eight year old bridesmaid, Harry was a six year old groomsman who also helped walk the bride down the aisle.

Best day ever.

I still love you more with each new day, Jen. Happy anniversary.

Now for the goofy, sarcastic portion of the blog post:

I once told Jen (well… probably more than once) that there was nothing the universe could throw at us that we couldn’t handle together. Given the last few years, especially the last few months, I think maybe I should have whispered that to her rather than say it out loud. It feels like the universe heard me and said, “hold my beer.” HarHar. Maybe I should have written it on a little slip of paper, folded it up into a tiny little square, and slipped it into her hand while the teacher had her back turned. I still stand by the statement though.

Thank you, sweetie, for making me the happiest, proudest, luckiest husband and step father the world has ever known.

Swankiest Car Ever

Two years ago a neighbor down the street had a really swanky looking wedding with lots of people in big cars and limos and stuff.

Today they are doing it again. This time they don’t have a limo. They went even swankier. They have a Rolls.


Carolyn and Scott’s Wedding – The Lack of Pictures Post

I took my little credit card sized Casio camera to the wedding last night. I shouldn’t have bothered. The pictures came out blurry and awful. The pics I took with my phone were better.



I did get to play with Marisa’s camera, which I think was a Nikon D3200. Nice. She coincidently had the lens I had previously decided I wanted to get next on the camera. Good stuff.

At one point most of the game night folks, including the bride, were standing in sort of one place so I tried to take a Spark video. I made it black and white because, you know, art.