5

harrock and I have been married for five years. This clashes oddly with my consistent belief that we've been going out for four years, but what can you do? We had a proper Luxuriant Celebratory day, starting with decadent brunch, then messing around in the middle of the day with shopping for a knitting basket, then Illumineaucracy Mechanic Fussing with mjperson, then dinner at Rialto (Jerry declared his dinner the Best Duck Ever) and Cardenio at the ART. That last was not necessarily the best celebration of happily married life, but it did have a happy ending.

But, I meant to muse about married life. I really do believe in the thing we Officially Told desireearmfeldt and fredrickegerman, to do unto others as they would be done to, not as you would be done to. I suspect my list of whims that harrock caters to are longer (containing, as they do, crazy things like "Take the blame for when I poke ilhander) than his list of whims, and so as a whole I am luckier than he is. But nevertheless, I've invested some skill points in Wifery, both in how to avoid triggering harrock's psych lims, and in how to properly manipulate my own. We still haven't really gotten to a hard bit yet, though, and I keep waiting for that to happen, and worrying that we'll have no practice in actually weathering storms.

Or, to quote ilhander and shumashi and tirinian all at once,

I, having loved ever since I was a child a few things, never having wavered in these affections;

(I look at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally...)

declare
That I shall love you always, no matter what.