he said. she said. a married couple's blog.

My book club meets the second Monday of every month. When did I show up? The second Tuesday. The poor host's husband answered the door and was all confused. I just thought I was the first one there. She was very sweet -- and I wasn't too terribly embarrassed.

Christmas is so much more fun now that there's Bridget. She loved picking out a tree (she tried to hug all the little trees). She's entranced by the Christmas lights. I could tell that she was a little confused when we brought the tree inside and started putting the lights on it, but once we plugged them in she said, "Oooooh!" It was perfect.

At the grocery store some time this week, I almost broke down crying: they were playing The Marvelous Toy over the sound system. I am such a sap. My brother and I used to make Dad play us that song when we were little.