I would like to assure Jane’s readers and any suspicious law enforcement officials that my wife is still alive. (First time I called her my  wife online. That’s weird.) I appreciate your patience.  By “I” I mean “she” because I don’t have nearly as much vested interest in your approval as I think she does.

Stay tuned in the next few days and you’ll find out how the craft fair went!  You’ll find out the levels of dementia she drove me to in order to pull it off!  You’ll see pictures of cats and stuff that you blog readers like – all taken with a new camera – which you blog readers also like!  You’ll even see the two projects that we undertook while half asleep, recovering from a craft fair! One isn’t even finished yet so you’ll even find out if someone loses a finger!

MITER SAWS! DANGER! RETAIL BOOTH SPACE! BLACK STEEL FLANGES! POSSIBLE UPCOMING LIMB LOSS! AND MORE!

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Unfortunately,  and despite my best efforts, there have not been any notable explosions involved in any of the recent week’s activities.

DISAPPOINTING LACK OF EXPLOSIVES! I THINK I’M WEARING OUT MY  EXCLAMATION MARK KEY!

So if I leave an unfinished project lying around, you post it on the internet. But if you leave an unfinished project lying around it just turns into a new piece of art in the corner?

That earlier post was a checklist I created to help me write a reply to something 4 or 5 months ago.  Unfortunately, I didn’t have a checklist of completed checklists so it was relegated to the draft folder for all eternity until Jane dug it up.

And I can hear the blogosphere now.  “Ooh a post about checklists? That’s nice!”

I’m sorry, ladies. This is not a post about checklists.

I take time to adjust to new ideas. This is a planned response on lack of spontaneity.

Last year Jane was debating getting rid of her vehicle and we could share my car.  She commented on my lack of support for that idea.

“I’m sure you can guess that Ryan was not loving this idea at first.”

As a follow-up, our friend Aurora commented:

“Reading your blog and Ryan’s alleged reactions to your whim has taught me that he is way more boring than I thought. :P

The thought of finding her in my car every day…

 

I wanted to go on record and say that not only am I a semi-somewhat-occasionally impulsiveperson,  I want to convey to you all that you will never understand the level of spontaneity I cope with on a daily basis.

You see, my daily life is kind of spontaneoused out.

Maybe you just came home from a long day of work. What’s that in the bathroom sink?

It’s a mug with a smiley face on it sitting directly on top of the drain, half filled with cocoa/coffee/WHO KNOWS WHAT. Jane’s not even home.

Hey, what’s this on the counter.

Oh thanks, babe! We haven’t had hammered strawberries in ages!

Or you find unsavory characters in your house.

With all that said, I still put a ring on it. While well planned, I think it came across as a pretty good surprise.

And in two months we’re getting hitched.

For better…

 

For weird…

… or for worse.

 I’m going to get into trouble for that one. Here she comes!

 To recap -

To-do:

√    Quote Aurora.

√    Complain about women.

√    Be awesome

Mission accomplished.

Ladies, it’s my turn to say “What the hell.”

I opened my “drafts” folder this morning to find a post I’d started and never finished.  But then I saw this blog post’s title, apparently saved by Ryan.

Here’s what he had written in the body of this post:

To-do:

Quote Aurora.

Complain about women.

Be awesome.

The cat’s out of the bag.  Now I know exactly how his mind works.

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Happy Monday! Did you have a happy Easter weekend?  We spent the majority of it on wedding planning, and I had my first mini-meltdown.  Details on Wednesday.