Mrs. DK

Hello, you sweet things. Guess the hell what?

Annie Kagwi has become Mrs. DK, EEEEEEE! It's time for a brand new adventure! It's been way too long, I'm happier than I've ever been, and I miss the hell out of writing. 

So...here I am, once again. Please be patient with me; it's hard to come back, and I'm terrified that now that I'm happy, I won't be creative anymore (what if all I do is moon over how cute my husband is? Because, y'all: OMG he's ADORABLE. Want to read all his love notes? Or see his baby pictures? Or, hey! I could describe how good he smells, in iambic pentameter! I...y'all?). 

Point being, I'm probably going to be easing in, but dear CHRIST, do I have some stories to tell -- we got engaged in October (after we already knew we were getting married) and then WE got married in February. My life has been a matrimonial whirlwind of planning and invitations and 70,000 trips to Meru, and honestly, it was the most fun ever, but HOLY HELL am I glad we don't have to do it again.

Anyway, that's where we are now; I married my soul mate, The wedding was beautiful and perfect and awesome and I will probably talk about it until forever.

And it's better than I could have ever imagined. (And, bonus: now we have a metric shit-ton of housewares! Seriously, there is no fancy-ass kitchen implement which we did NOT receive as a wedding gift. Our cooker can do math. It communicates with NIS. It possibly plans to harvest our organs in our sleep but we don't even care because YAY, GOLDEN COOKY BAKED PRODUCTS).

(Meanwhile, also please note that the cooker has become our first family pet. Its name is Cooker. As in, "Cooker made this for you; it's COOKED" or "Shh, Cooker is calibrating something!" or "Cooker seems to be calling the President." Anyway, Cooker is way smarter than Smokey White, because Smokey didn’t realize what he’d be missing not being with us, (I'll tell y'all what happened to Smokey in my next post) and Cooker earns bonus points because hey, Cooker has yet to poop on the carpet. Cooker is rapidly becoming Mommy's favorite, until I wake up one day without a kidney. COOOKER!)

And...yeah, here we are. I'm just going to post this now, send it out there without editing, but I just wanted to check in, share all this crazy, overwhelming joy we've got going, and say hey, after much too long. And, of course, to announce that from now on...it's Mrs. DK. Which, all said, is just another way of saying, EEEEEEEE, YOU GUYS, I GOT MOTHERFUCKING MARRIED!

Love to all of y'all, and I'll be back soon -- I promise. This time, I'm here to stay, for better or worse.

P.S.: (EEEEEEEEEEE!)