See, this is exactly the kind of thing that happens when there's no order, no planning. Hitler and Martha Stewart would've hated that wedding.

So, it's been a while.  And rather than attempt to recap everything that's happened since the last time we blogged, we're just going to kick this new era of blogging off with the really important stuff. 
To start with, we went ahead and got married.

BINDING JEWISH CONTRACT!!!

There were so many special touches to the day and almost everything went off without a hitch.  With all the planning and all the stress leading up to this one day, it would have been easy to forget what the day was truly about: 

Just kidding.  Nobody really thought that.  Okay, maybe one person...

Molly.  It was Molly.

In all seriousness (which, by the way, I don't remember agreeing to) it was an amazing day and we couldn't have asked for anything more.

After we got back to Cleveland--Yeah, that's still a place--we took a Mini-Moon to the Canadian side of Niagara Falls. 

Editor's note/Disambiguation: Mini-Moon is a short honeymoon.  Not to be confused with a small person sans pants. 

Mini-Mooners (Def. A)

Mini-Mooner (Def. B)

We did all of the traditional honeymoon stuff:

Play "Moose and the Mounty"

Enjoy sweet loving

and act out some long-harbored fantasies.

That's it for us.  But we'll be back soon with more blogging. 

This entry was brought to you by Ambien.

You Are My Heroine. And By Heroine I Mean Lady Hero...I Don't Want to Inject You and Listen to Jazz

Well, it seems we have some catching up to do...Just to try something a little different, I think we'll start with today and work our way backwards so you can find out about all of the glorious things that have been going on in our lives.

Nicholas recently found out that he passed the first part of his dental boards. This milestone in his dental school education brings him one step closer to this

 

And it brings me one step closer to this

Once we've paid off our hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt, of course...

In the meantime I've been raking in the big bucks (HA!) working as a therapist for adolescents with diagnoses of chemical dependence.  My first day official day of work was January 7th and the experience thus far breaks down as follows:

What I think I do

What my patients think I do

Ah, just thinking of the Ken Kesey classic makes me nostalgic for the days when you could still lobotomize unruly patients. 

Before that, we were back in Philadelphia babysitting for Becky's son, Jake, celebrating the holidays and Chloe's 3rd birthday.  Chloe made a beautiful birthday girl.

She loved all of her presents

Cousin Jake was wildly unimpressed

Before that, we were back in Cleveland, where we always have so much fun and do so many fun things.

Footage Not Found

Actually, my dad came to visit us and we celebrated his birthday and Christmas.  On Christmas Eve, Nicholas' mother and grandmother came out here and celebrated with us as well.

Karen and Gram

Dad over-selling his "Oh my gosh, I love this tie!" face

Nicholas and I were a little short on cash because we're both students and we already own most of the cats in Cleveland, so this year we just re-gifted with each other

Everyone was polite enough to at least pretend they liked their gifts and I food-poisoned absolutely no one, so we're gonna call it a win.

Let's see now, before that our yard played host to another sickly raccoon--apparently it's becoming an annual thing--who had clearly mistaken death's doorstep for our doorstep.

The ex-raccoon

Mercifully, after having been here for a year and a half, we knew how to deal with the problem...Cleveland-Style

Nicholas with his patented prod-n-scoop manuever

Proof that we have finally become white trash

In his final resting place on our tree lawn

And as far as everyone knows that raccoon was not, I repeat NOT what I actually made the roast out of when I hosted Christmas Eve.

Before that we were home for Thanksgiving and celebrated Molly's 35th birthday by dressing up like Harry Potter characters and listening to Mom mispronounce Hermione.

And before that  I was in the Cleve writing this blog entry
Consider yourselves caught up.  AND fin.

Joe Biden is Better Than That

I repeat, Joe Biden is better than that --->

I know we haven't blogged in a while, but we were busy voting in Cuyahoga County, which I'm pretty sure makes us the most important people in the country.  Sadly, that also makes us residents of Cuyahoga County.

Since last we blogged, we've been busy with all kinds of autumn activities.  We went apple picking with our neighbors, carved pumpkins, and got dressed up for Halloween.  This year we went as Effie Trinket and Seneca Crane from the Hunger Games.

Seneca

Effie

Local Weirdos

The costumes were pretty well-received, though they did make us the silliest looking people to have passed through Ohio this Autumn.

...well, almost

I know, I know, that's probably enough cheap shots about this year's, shall we say, losers.  It's just that in our house we feel very strongly about certain rights.  For instance, how could we support an administration that wouldn't support this precious and super gay union:

Pretty sure Tolliver is the wife

And of course we had to protect Pig, Pog, and Pi's right to female reproductive surgeries.

Because who wants another one of these around?!?!

Let's see other than that, we've been very busy with school and internships.  Nicholas is flying through his second year of dental school and has progressed way past the stage when he is only allowed to create wax casts of teeth.  In October, for instance, Nicholas performed my annual prophy cleaning.  

The doctor at work

The "compliant" patient before she fell asleep in the chair

Wendy's eye view

And he only had slightly less facial hair than the last person to clean my teeth--I wonder how Mrs. Weston is these days--He was so kind, so gentle, so reminiscent of someone that I just can't seem to put my finger on it...

Oh, yeah

Meanwhile, I've been spending a lot of this semester working with adolescents who have diagnoses of substance dependence.  It's just the way they show it in the movies.

Of course, I'm practicing in Lake County, Ohio, so instead of Sandra Bullock, Angelina Jolie, and Leonardo DiCaprio it's much more like this

Well, that's it.  We hope that you're enjoying the splendor of autumn because I know we are.  We have loved taking in the beautiful scenery around Cleveland: the crisp air, the changing leaves, the local wildlife preparing for the cold winter months.  

Check out this wintering squirrel with his nuts

Lovers? That Word Bums Me Out Unless it Comes Between Meat and Pizza

So, a few weeks ago Nicholas and I decided to get some engagement photos taken by one of the ladies in my Bunko group.  The reasons for this were threefold:

1. It seemed romantic
2. We really love us some us
3. It seemed important to get pictures of us as a couple that I didn't make by pasting the one good photo of my head onto photos of Nicholas with other people.  

Yeah, I think it was time for us to get some new photos...

Below are the photos taken of us at Case's farm.  And in the event that you also love you some us, let us know if there are any of the photos that you like in particular and we'd be happy to have them printed for you.  Now, sit back and bask in my near inability to take a photo without laughing hysterically (Yeah, that ought to be fun come wedding day...)

Just thought we'd share.  Anyway, I'd love to stay and chat more but I'm pretty busy.  I've gotta summer job and, I don't want to brag,but I'm kind of a big deal.