I Love You, Dr. Vernon

Vernon is officially a doctor of chiropractic today.

Last night, when we were having sex celebrating that fact (and also because we're stockpiling on sex before we move in with Vern's brother), I said, "I love you, Dr. Vernon." Vern said, "I love you too." And I said, "You can call me 'Mrs. Dr. of Chiropractic'."

Because I've put up with a lot over the last four years: long hours, limited income, etc. But do I get a title? Do I get a ceremony and a graduation reception? No. All I get is to move in with Vern's brother for an indefinite amount of time.

But I say all this in jest because it actually hasn't been that big of a deal. Any of it. And I'm proud of Vernon for how hard he has worked and for all of his accomplishments (academically and personally).

All I'm saying is that 'Mrs. Dr. of Chiropractic' has a nice ring to it.