Tony and I are settling back into the mundane routine of the Hollywood hustle of our pre-wedding-madness daily lives. For him, that means running around from auditions to meetings to yoga to wherever I want take-out from. For me, that means spending most of the day in front of the computer in workout clothes, pretending I might eventually actually work out. I'm trying to get a head start on pilot season (and also fit in my clothes again, after a 2-month post-wedding honeymoon bender), so Tony and I decided we would do a juice cleanse just one day a week. Yesterday was our "cleanse day," and it ended with me going out for guacamole and cocktails with a friend and confessing to Tony about it before bed, and Tony inhaling a bunch of cookies at rehearsal and confessing to me about it before bed. And then both of us eating leftover pasta and chips together at 11pm. In a way, small, ridiculous things like this make me feel more married than the important things, like the debit card to our new joint account that arrived yesterday. There's something cozy and "ours" about tackling the everyday, boring stuff as husband and wife...View Article
