how's married life?
a bulleted list:

people have been asking me "how's married life?" all the time. of course, we were all expecting this. only once have i managed to pull off an "oh, it's horrible. i mean, it's so overrated, we're fighting all the time...." answer.

married life, in fact, is good. it's all parties, vacations, and new kitchen stuff so far.

speaking of new kitchen stuff, i'm enjoying the espresso machine. "enjoying"="really fucking frustrated with." however, i'm now carpooling several times a week with my a-political, hates-my-entire-department coworker, so i need to make my own lattes in the morning now. the espresso part is fine. it's the steamed milk business that isn't working out. it's either not hot enough, or overflowing with froth. in which case, the steam is still blasting out of the little thing, splashing milk and froth everywhere.... the counter tops, the floor, my clothes...

like i said, i'm carpooling with my a-political, hates-my-entire-department coworker. however, this leads to fabulous work-gossip, so i'm happy. i also now have a blank slate. a political protegé. ehhhhhhhhhxcellent.

today, at the coffee shop (i didn't carpool), i picked up an extra drink for my supervisor. the barista said, "is this for your fiancé?" i said, "no, my coworker." (slight pause) "i don't have a fiancé anymore." she started apologizing and asking what happened... "we got married." GOOD TIMES.

then, said barista asked, "so, how's married life so far?"