Jennifer is having her Golden Birthday today! That is, she turns 26 on the 26th. (MY golden birthday was my first one, I feel kind of ripped off but I'm glad that Jen gets to live her own to its fullest.)

Happy Birthday Jenny, sorry I'm not there...

(All the same, here's a picture of us when we WERE together in the summer.)

While I'm writing... something about numbers. At the time of this post, there is exactly 33 days, 3 hours, 3 minutes, and 33 seconds until the start of our wedding; or, 33.3:3.33.

Just in case visiting our site didn't make you smile, this video will. (Make sure you can hear the music with the video.) Jen's edit: The video is awesome, but I do not wish to endorse the band!

I'm not sure how many people have noticed this, but on the left sidebar, there is a countdown to the start of the wedding. (See it here.) What I noticed is that there are 52 days left until the wedding (or, if you prefer seconds, 4.5 million seconds).

Now, given that I'm an avid neumerologist I noticed that if you sum the ages of Jen and myself (25 and 27 respectively) you will get 52. That tells me that there is something special about today. I'm a little unclear on the precise interpretation but it's good, I'm sure. If anyone reading this has anything interesting to add, please do so in the comments. I'd love to hear about your neumerological insights.

Keep checking back here for more updates and for other neumerological insights.

UPDATE: Just in case anyone was unsure, I'm joking in this post. There are few things I find more silly than numerology.

Labels: wedding

The other day, I had a friend ask me when Jen and I were going to post about something other than being apart. I took offense to that—not really—and now I'm retaliating by asking you all to listen to this song by Matthew Barber (no relation) called "The Business of Being Apart."



(Disclaimer: Don't take all the contents of the song to be reflective of our relationship; we don't ever hang up on each other—unless Vonage drops one of our calls, so not intentionally, at least. The sentiment expressed is what I think is apposite.)