267,840

Is a rough estimate of how many minutes Sarah and I celebrated being married yesterday.

I love celebrations. If there is a reason to celebrate, people find reasons to disregard inhibition. Maybe inhibition is too harsh of a word - hesitance sounds a little more inviting. Whatever word you use to describe it, when people celebrate they do things they normally wouldn't, and that is the fun of celebrating, right?

Yesterday was no different for Sarah and I - I woke up early in the morning to meet with my Contaminant Hydrogeology group (not part of the celebration), and hurried our meeting as much as possible without seeming overly eager to not participate in our group project. I traveled the 7 blocks home to our mansion on Center St. Not long after we headed to Christie & Nikki's to pick up the kids and then headed to the mountains (really just Canyon Glen Park) for Sarah's 10 mile race (yeah, she's pretty intense).

"Terrible", "horrible", "awful", and "worst-race-ever" are some of the ways Sarah described the race. Sorry, babe. But great job.

Eventually we were able to leave Avery & Jaden with Nikki and head home to get ready for the big night of less-hesitance. On second thought, it was our night of inhibited inhibition (sounds much more intriguing, right).

... and what crazy things did this 267,840 day celebration filled with a lack of inhibition hold once it really got rolling?

pillow purchasing: king-size and body pillows, the only way to do pillows

sheet selecting: baby blue to compliment our brown duvet (brown and blue are good together, in case you weren't aware)

hiking the Himalayas: okay, we really just ate at the Himalyan Kitchen in SLC, but it was so authentic I felt like I was at least at the 18,000' base camp of Everest!

ending the day with the end-of-days thriller 2012: I fell asleep during it, crap.

Best part of the day: SARAH. Hands down.