Tuesday, November 4
From the Archive, Vol. 2
If you're wondering to yourself, Is that a younger Noah pretending to ride a Star Wars speeder bike in Orlando, Florida?, the answer is, Yes it is.
We weren't even engaged at this point, and somehow I wasn't scared off. I was naively thinking he would change.
Alas, he did not.
So when he whisked me away on a romantic trip to Washington, D.C., naturally Star Wars had to play a part. Apparently even the Smithsonian recognizes the Force's power to turn grown men into little boys.
I won't mention the time Noah threw out his back and had to confess that he did it while pretending a roll of wrapping paper was a light saber.
The thing about marriage is it's a give and take. In spite of myself, it seems that I've done my fair share of adapting.
Who knew Yoda could be so cute? And as for my own costume, I really have no defense.