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I was married one month ago, today. Because of the snow/ice today, we ended up spending the whole day together. His classes were cancelled and I mainly avoided work except for the three hours I put in later today.

We went to subway for lunch, where I slipped on the ice on the sidewalk, I think I nearly gave the cashier a heart attack. Then we went to his parents' house and boxes of his things. I guess you could say he is officially moved out. But I've found that there is something about going to my parents house and opening the closet to find clothes that I had missed or sometimes never even worn to bring back memories.

I fell asleep on the futon while he packed boxes and organized little things. We went to the mall and wandered. Then the lights got to my eyes, so we headed home. I shut myself in the bedroom to do my work and my husband played the newest video game he rented. 

We went to a glorified southern restaurant downtown for dinner. They actually cook a pig overnight for barbecue. It was the nicest restaurant I've been to and had baked beans, bbq, and hushpuppies. Perfect.