It Was Puzzling

        For our anniversary my brother-in-law gave us a bag of puzzle pieces.
                                   It was a nice gesture, we like puzzles. 

  

Soon we realized it wasn't just any ordinary puzzle. Some images started to look familiar. 

There were some strange and ambiguous messages.

It even got a little weird.

Then it came together.

                                                A friend is someone

who knows

                    

the song

in your heart

                     

                                                          and can

sing it back

to you

when

you have forgotten

the words.

In conclusion, a picture is worth a thousand words

But a thousand pieces is worth more than I ever imagined.

Taking Flight

                    Our first year of marriage was all about learning to fly. 

So was our one year anniversary celebration.

Akron to Cleveland

and a 180 around our neighborhood

It's not fair to the rest of the world that I get to be married to Bogdan. He's incredible. This celebration is even more fun than getting engaged; instead of celebrating what may be we are celebrating what is. 

I love you honey

Beats and Jams

We think my dad was in a band called "The Greasy Monkeys". He will never confirm or deny this; it's an old family legend. Regardless, my dad was a drummer, and hadn't picked up sticks since his days of glory.

My husband has had his own touch of glory, in a Ukrainian hard rock band called "Lesya."

Recently they put their genius together in a practice room of an old warehouse. This is what they got.