The Sunday Sound: Three months and counting.

In El Paso, Texas, where we met at ages 14 and 16.

It is finally the first Sunday in September and I am thrilled to announce that The Sunday Sound has officially returned to its standard weekly activity. My very necessary "I need to take a break so I can go get married right quick" hiatus is over and I am filled with new ideas and new material (not to mention renewed enthusiasm!). I have missed producing and posting new pieces each week... I hope some of you are still with me after a summer of silence!

Today is a special day, friends (and not only because of The Sunday Sound's triumphant return). Today also marks Brian and I's three-month anniversary. I guess I should say monthiversary. We got married on June 2nd and have now officially made it through the new-hire 90-day performance review. The first fiscal quarter. And wow... I'm not sure where to start. It has simultaneously been sublimely rewarding and sublimely difficult. Brian and I were together for less than six months before getting married, and we had never lived in the same city until we arrived at our apartment a week after tying the knot. Again, simultaneous reactions (elated and terrified). But every time we come together on something, I feel a renewed hope that we'll make it through that whole "as long as you both shall live" thing. And to that end, enter today's Sunday Sound. Join with us in our little backyard ceremony.

THE SUNDAY SOUND: September 2, Our Wedding Vows.
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