So as some of you may have heard, I'm marrying Peter Suderman. Specifically, I'm marrying him on Saturday. We are finally on the brink of that happy moment that every girl dreams of: a qualified change in family status under section 125 of the tax code.
It turns out weddings are complicated, and require a great deal of last-minute detail management. Especially when you have to push your column through fact check before you are allowed to depart. (Comments pointing out that I could have eloped are strongly discouraged). So I'm off today, and as soon as the Pastor makes us all legal and everything, we are going on our first real vacation together. We'll be in Hawaii for ten days, which will just about round out to two weeks off with the flight time.
Luckily for you, I've assembled a crack team of guest bloggers so good--so smart, so elegant in their prose styling, so gosh-darn bloggy--that by week's end I'm sure you'll be writing me in Hawaii to beg me not to come back and interrupt all the awesome blogging. It is for this reason that I have made a firm resolution not to check email after Sunday.
Please be nice to them while I'm away, and hopefully I'll come back fortified by blissful romance + long hours spent lying on the beach.
Update: Just wanted to say thanks for all the congratulations in the comments. A lot of y'all have been with me on this blog for years, and it means as much as . . . well, any best wishes from old friends.