Happy Birthday, Wife

As you can see from that image, my beautiful wife, Bridget, is pregnant. She's about five months pregnant now -- a little more than halfway there -- and, as you can imagine, people like to talk about that bump quite a bit. In their defense, it's pretty hard not to. It's a huge protrusion that contains a new life. How can you not talk about it? It'd be like talking to Larry Bird and not mentioning the Celtics. Or chatting with Morgan Freeman and leaving out The Shawshank Redemption.

But this post -- and this weekend -- are not about the bump. They are about Bridget because Sunday is her 31st birthday. Hooray! Happy Birthday, wife!

And to take a page from my wedding vows (which takes a page from David Letterman), I'm going to share 10 things you probably didn't know about Bridget. Some will be serious and some will be light (after this week, who couldn't use something light?), but all will be true.

Without further ado:

10. She has perfect running form. I mean, perfect. She may not be the fastest (spoiler: she's not), but she runs with this fluid motion that would make Usain Bolt weep.

9. She went to college in Canada. More specifically, she went to McGill University in Quebec. Why? Well, why not? The education is just as good and it's way cheaper.

8. She's not bitter not spending this year's birthday in Paris. Oh, wait ... Last year, we had the good fortune to spend her 30th birthday -- and the second of our mini-honeymoons -- in perhaps the most beautiful city on Earth. This year, a french restaurant in Cambridge! Same thing, right?

7. She would spend every last penny on travel. If Bridget had a choice between food, water, and a trip to Cambodia, she'd choose the third option. She's one of those people who thinks spending money on experiences is far more important than spending money on material things.

6. She hates jaywalking. Crossing outside of a crosswalk without the image of a bright white walking man in front of her makes her really, really nervous. It's peculiar.

5. She's a dawdler. When we first started dating, this was the biggest fear on her list. She tended to move fairly slowly, while I wanted to hike a mountain, give blood, and go to Fresh Pond before 8 AM. So far, we're doing okay.

4. She's really smart. She got 1490 on her SATs. I've always found that impressive.

3. She hates re-watching shows or movies. Like most people (I think), I have a collection of go-to flicks when I need a little comfort. Hoosiers, Swingers, and Sideways top the list. Bridget hates watching something she's already seen. "You already know what's going to happen," she says.

2. She could eat white rice with butter and parmesan cheese for every meal for the rest of her life. Seriously.

1. She's really, really, really excited about being a mom. Can't you tell by the big, beautiful smile on her picture above?

Happy Birthday, Bridget! I can't wait to celebrate your 81st, too ...

The 18 Reasons Why 2012 Was The Best Year Ever

Without question, 2012 was the greatest year of my life. And, well, our lives. Bridget and I became "The Briddons" in March and it's been nine months of growing closer. That's not to say we both aren't the same independent (and very different) people we were in 2011, but most sentences now begin with "We." So, in looking back on 2012, here are the 18 things that made it our best 366 days ever:

1. We celebrated five wonderful weddings -- including our own -- with friends and family. We may be biased, but we think ours was the best.
2. We never have to deal with the stress of planning our wedding again.
3. We ran a half marathon.
4. We're healthy.
5. We -- and Oscar -- survived the great hambone disaster of 2012. (In short, my mom, excitedly gave Oscar a hambone, which he excitedly devoured. We all smiled and laughed. Then we realized dogs are never, ever supposed to eat cooked bones. It was a tough and fairly disgusting couple weeks.)
6. We locked up our love on the Seine River in Paris.
7. We stayed in the nicest hotel room ever in Enniskery, Ireland. There was a damn TV in the bathroom mirror. In the mirror!
8. We enjoyed a week of paradise -- and ate about eight pounds of ribs and sushi -- in sunny Mexico.
9. We sat on a riverbank on a glorious sunny day in Breckenridge, Colorado, which, for my money, is the nicest town in the United States.
10. We bought a leather couch. (Weeks ago, Bridget and I decided it was best to wait until next Christmas to make the purchase. So, naturally, I'm staring at it in our living room right now.)
11. We saw the Lumineers, The Head and The Heart, Bon Iver, and Ben Harper -- four of the best concerts in recent memory.
12. We won the New Yorker Caption Contest. (One of the coolest things about this was when the guy at the framing store let out an unsolicited laugh when we brought it in.)
13. We went to a San Francisco Giants game, a Red Sox game, a Patriots game, and a Celtics playoff game. (Mike went to the Celtics game, but, you know, the whole our thing.)
14. We booked our one-year anniversary weekend at the Chatham Bars Inn. 
15. We went to Cambridge, 1 and West Side Lounge a whole bunch of times.
16. We got a MacBook Air and an iMac. (We really, really like Apple products.)
17. We started a blog. This is our 42nd post.
18. We were fortunate enough to do the first 17 things.

We only hope that 2013 can somehow rival 2012. It's a tall order, but if Kanye and Kim Kardashian can make it, hell, anything is possible. Happy New Year, everyone!

The Futility of Spending Limits at Christmas

This is the third Christmas Bridget and I have spent together. And every year, the same question gets tossed around starting in early November: How much should we spend on each other this year?

In our three yuletide seasons, I've learned two very important things:
1. We are great at setting spending limits.
2. We are absolutely horrible at sticking to spending limits.

Now, we always have the best intentions. And we're both fairly resourceful and careful with our cash. But for whatever reason, we really, really suck at this.

Take last year, for example. We set our limit at $200, which seems completely reasonable for a couple. Think of all the great stuff you can get for $200! A little weekend getaway in the winter. Lots of nice, warm, stylish clothes. Tickets to a Celtics game or a concert. There are plenty of options. So, of course, we went with diamond earrings and a vacation to Ireland. The trip, obviously, was way more than $200. And so were the earrings -- that is, until Bridget finds out they are cubic zirconia.

This Christmas, the same thing has happened. Realizing that we took several big trips this year and, you know, got married, we were going to take it easy to the tune of a $100 limit. And we really tried. At least I know I did. I spent a lot of time thinking about it. I looked around online for hours. Heck, I even went to a couple brick-and-mortar stores. (Imagine!) In a nutshell, I failed. Miserably. And while I haven't unwrapped her gift to me, I know she failed miserably, too.

This all leads me to a simple question: Why? Is it because we are greedy people who love material things? No. Is it because, as my friend Jesse said the other day, you really can't buy anything for 100 bucks nowadays? Maybe. Is it because this is the last year we're going to have extra disposable cash? That could be it. (Read: Mothers, Bridget is not pregnant. I repeat: Not pregnant. We're just assuming life will be much different next year. Again, not pregnant.) But I think the real reason is -- and get ready for the corny line here -- we're really, really in love. Getting a gift that is "good enough" just isn't good enough. We both feel the need to go above and beyond.

Will there be years when we can't go nuts with gifts? Probably. Will someone need braces or money for a hospital bill or a college education? Most likely. But those years, when we actually stick to a limit, we'll look back at these years and smile. And then probably find a way to break the limit again.