Well, it’s official. We broke the 50 day marker. That’s right friends and family and faithful readers (thanks Robin and Matt) we broke the 50 day marker. Indeed, in 48 days from now I will carry two names.. Mrs. Monica S____ and Mrs. Matthew S______. Too cool I get two names… two identities… what else do I get two of? (Sorry, I’m getting a little carried away here.)
Today he did it again. And the sermon was great. Good job Matt. Even though it may have looked like I wasn’t listening cause I was writing back and forth to Robin about Calvinism… I was listening and as far as I know… I never once heard any heresy. ROCK ON, Matt!!!
No, seriously. I couldn’t have been more proud of you, Matt. God really came through you.
Well, today marks 23 days (3.5 weeks) until Matt and I start moving furniture into our new apartment. Oh, no fear friends. I’ll be staying with Robin to keep my witness and Matt will be living in his bachelor pad which I will promptly crash exactly 25 days after the first piece of furniture touches the wood floors. Afterall, Matt and I have earned our white and we’re keeping it that way! Thanks be to God for keeping us pure, despite our own impurities.
In other news, pre-marital counseling is 3/4 of the way done. Our last session is going to be in the last weekish before we get married. I highly recommend pre-marital counseling to you all. (Well, maybe not ALL of you.) But nonetheless, “I laughed. I [not really] cried. It moved me , Bob.” (Thanks to Larry for the quote.) In all, pre-marital was fun and hard and new and reaffirming and ever-so helpful. Thanks Rob. And thank you, Robin, for listening to all my processing of the sessions. You really were a trooper to put up with me.
Well, this coming week is my last week for internship. (Woot–Woot!) And then my final paper summing up all of my years of Social Work education (all 2 years) is due on Thursday. And then excluding mere attendance to class, I will be checked out of school FOREVER!!!
Also, this just in… Tuesday I’m headed down to Cinci to have my last wedding dress fitting. HOLLA!!!!
So yeah, a lot of fun things in this chapter of life labeled “Transition”.