Or should I say Mrs. D?!
There are certain things more important than blogging and one of them is the rite of passage of matrimony. As some of you already know by my own admission or through the loquacious Loki, I am indeed off the market. To the rest of you – surprise! On January 2nd, D and I were married in the Poconos of eastern Pennsylvania in the smallest Hindu ceremony ever hatched and executed by one with a family whose size equals the population of an American state (and I don’t mean Rhode Island). We then mini-honeymooned on the peninsula of Manhattan for a few days before driving back to New Orleans and all that it now entails. Pictures from the exciting Big Apple soon, I promise. Meanwhile, entertain yourself with images of my small phat Hindu wedding, especially me rockin’ out with my saris out. Blingy wannabes may now take lessons from yours truly.
Does it feel any different being a married woman? The wedding band competes with the engagement ring for space on my already-small ring finger and it’s odd to see a band on D’s hand that I placed there. Other than that, nothing really. Perhaps it will hit home when my readership shrinks on the official release of this news, or the taxman cometh with happier tidings.
To commemorate a new year and a new me, I’ve changed the theme of VatulBlog. Those of you who use Mozilla Firefox, and rightfully so, will stop seeing the “hinky” and “weird” lines to which you refer. Over the next few days, I will spruce up this space with my usual home decor, including my Flickr flash badge, Library Thing and other playthings and thingamabobs to which you have become accustomed when in my domain.
I’m here, married to my beloved and back at the grind. Salut!
Oh, and happy Carnival Season!