March, 2004:
I should be studying for my comprehensive exams. Or perhaps planning that wedding in a month. But! I'm hanging out on the beach with some kids and Kevin's checking out the local alligators.
April, 2004:
We took off for Okracoke the day after our wedding. I don't remember anything about this trip except for riding bikes to the beach. Neither does Kevin. Coincidence?
June, 2004:
Honeymoon trip! We stayed at the Big Texan on our epic drive home. (Grand Canyon to Amarillo, Texas in one day + 2 hours of time change) How did we not swim in the Texas-shaped swimming pool?
October, 2004:
Possibly the best Halloween costumes ever. I was a liberal-leaning sorority girl; Kevin was a Republican fraternity boy (hence his "BBB" button, standing for the Republican slate of Ballentine, Burr and Bush. And that I remember this...). It was great fun to have a costume which required acting, and it was probably the last time I've worn makeup.
(Also, Kevin and I wonder how we'll explain our Compound years to the children. "We used to live in this house? With other people? That we really didn't know? But we had to do stuff with them? And some of them were craaaaaaaaaazy.")
November, 2004:
We voted. A lot of good that did. Going to school in the South (a liberal enclave in the South, but the capital-S South nonetheless) we thought a simple nonimflammatory political message was the way to go. Hence, "vote." I also made "Pope of Chilitown" at the same time. Given the results of the 2004 election, perhaps Kevin should have worn that shirt.
March, 2005:
Yet another entry in the, "what do we tell the children about the Compound years?" Perhaps this one should be titled, "too early on Easter Morning."
April, 2005:
Carolina won the National Championship! A stampede to Franklin Street's bonfires!
June, 2005:
Yosemite highlights:
- Bear paw evidenced in the pollen on our rental car. These bears, they're for real.
- Most salient memory of our Yosemite Falls hike: needing to go to the bathroom, oh-so-badly, wanting to run downhill toward relief, when an elderly man asks if he can join us on the hike down. My bladder might not ever be the same, but both Kevin and I realized we're called to see the face of Jesus in everyone we meet, even the old dude who conspired to burst my bladder.
June, 2005:
Arrive home from California camping trip.
Learn we have to move out. Today.
Oh, OK.
July, 2005:
Subsidized married student housing, complete with a superfluous bathroom/storage area. I'm impressed we even bothered to hang a shower curtain. We moved in knowing it would be the nice place by miles we'd live in the next decade or so (brand new! subsidized everything! free Internet!).
(And we had a playground just outside. This is the view from our bedroom window. What a waste, right? My word, to have this now...)
October, 2005:
We borrowed our friends' kids for an afternoon of fall fun. Full disclosure: we'd never spend this much money on our own children.
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