I had a great entry written in my head last night. I wish I could remember how the whole thing went.

The main gist of it was that I've been feeling old lately. Perhaps it's because I'm dealing with big things like "marriage" and "unemployment", perhaps it's because I don't have extra money to waste on silly things, perhaps it's because I'm sitting around with too much time on my hands. It's making me a little crazy. I'm convinced I have a wrinkle- I showed it to M, and he's like, what, no, you're a nut. I still see it, though. I also spotted what I thought was a gray streak in my hair at the gym, before I looked closer and saw it was just the blonde streak I've always had. Clearly, I need a life.

We've started thinking about honeymoon options. Just thinking; we can't exactly book until we get jobs, but it's good to start thinking about it. There are way too many choices! All I want to do is lay around in a wardrobe of cute bathing suits, play in an ocean that has some real waves so we can boogie board or surf, eat whenever and whatever I want, and be somewhere gorgeous to look at. There's only about 15 trillion places that fit the bill, I better start looking.