My Boyfriend the Bridesman

I realize I've barely talked about Eric, my Tinder boyfriend turned actual boyfriend who I just moved across the country with! This is probably my subconscious attempt to assert that my big life move was for me--which is true! But I'm super happy and thankful that Eric just so happened to want to make a big life move for himself too.

We just came back to our new home from our first vacation! This past weekend, Eric was a bridesmaid (bridesman, pop...bridesMAN) in his good friend Hilary's wedding in Auburn, New York (this was "upstate?"...all I know is that it was near a lake and we got to ride a in a plane). Eric's friends are all hilarious, fun, genuine, good-vibey and now they're my friends too! Mwahaha!

Eric had a great Hilary story that he of course didn't say out loud in a toast. But he did whisper it to me at the rehearsal dinner, so I feel I should share it here:

I remember a time when I was doing improv in a group with Hilary. A scene started with three other improvisors who were standing in a line clearly all peeing in separate urinals. One improvisor left the scene and someone entered and said something that implied there were only two urinals. I'm sure I thought, 'Oh well, it's ruined. We look like idiots.' But Hilary just walked into the scene and started washing her hands where the third guy had been peeing. She fixed everything. That's just what she does.

I just thought that was the sweetest story coming from the guy who doesn't remember anything (but who does now remember my birthday because I ask him everyday).

Here are some wedding highlights!