I got a peek at one of the sweetest real life honeymoon photo shoots I’ve ever seen. It’s authentic, romantic, and spur-of-the-moment, which makes is all that much more interesting and special. Here’s how the totally unplanned Caribbean yurt photo shoot unfolded from photographer Kathleen of Parenthesis Photography who just happened to be in the right place at the right time to capture some epic love…
When I got married, I didn’t want to keep my name because I grew up with an abusive father. My husband is deeply connected to his last name and didn’t want to change, so I took his name. Now I hate that I changed my name because I associate it with his parents, and they aren’t very good people, and I feel stuck. Any advice?
It happens all the time. Someone will look at me, ask for my name, and I’ll panic. What is my name here? My doctor and my library know me as Ms. My-Last-Name. Our dog groomer and favorite restaurant know me as Mrs. His-Last-Name. My bank knows me as both. And at some point, my gym changed my name to match my husband’s, but I forget and give them the wrong name every time. Who am I this time?
I moved in with my partner of two years about seven months ago. It’s my first time living with someone, at the not-so-tender age of in-my-thirties. When we started to share rent and utilities responsibilities, we had to figure out a way to make things equitable, while also easing into the whole finance sharing idea in general. Here’s how we do it…
My amazing future husband and I have been together just over two years and engaged over one. He’s amazing, and kind, and is a perfectly balanced feminist who looks like a Viking biker. I can’t even imagine my life without him in it, let alone how I managed to get here without him. Yet I’ve been really stressed over the fact that he and I become WE, US, THEM, in the eyes of the law, family, and society.
I recently got married and there is one question that is driving me crazy: “Where is the baby?” How do you answer this without getting emotional or rude, and letting them know it is a personal issue?
A marriage quest that we have decided to embark on is to visit as many National Parks as we can over the course of our marriage. We thought, “Why not start in our own state?” Yes, why not. We drove across the great state of South Dakota to the Black Hills.
I am obsessed with Harry Potter and thought it would be a perfect vacation. We waited until after my school semester was done and made it our first Christmas/New Year’s together and our honeymoon. Plus Legoland had just opened, and that’s Geoff’s obsession, so it was super-perfect timing!