Today we successfully arrive at one month of married bliss.
Also, pretty soon we'll have known each other a year. Ha.
We got to Dulles super early when we left for our honeymoon. It was a United/Lufthansa codeshare, and we asked if we could get an upgrade. Which, at least historically, was not a problem on United. We figured we'd use miles. Or money. Or whatever.
And the Lufthansa woman said there was no way to do it. We should've applied two weeks prior. But she'd see if they could give us a courtesy upgrade.
We asked if the fact that we were on our honeymoon helped.
Nick was all, "We really did just get married on Saturday! Want to see pictures?"
We had Nick's BlackBerry with us, and that morning people had emailed us a few photos, most notably the one above. Which was taken by a guest and is one of my absolute favorites.
He was dying to show them to someone.
And really, what is a woman behind a counter going to say when such an enthusiastic guy beams at her and offers her pictures?
She looked at the pictures appreciatively.
And then we waited.
Of course we were still reliving all the tiny moments in the wedding. So then we sat in the waiting area, huddled over his little screen, all ooey gooey.
Then we waited some more. Was this a good sign? A bad one?
I looked up from scrolling through pictures and said, "I sure hope this works out."
(Thinking, crap, it's a long flight to Germany with a man who is going to take up part of my seat.)
He took my face in his hands.
"I'm absolutely sure it will."
(I love this confidence! In the face of complete uncertainty!)
"How can you be so sure?"
"I just know."
"But how do you know?"
(Me, I have no faith in airlines. Even good ones.)
"I just have complete certainty. I know how much I love you. And I know how well we communicate. And..."
"Oh, sweetie. I meant the upgrade."
"Oh. That. I give that 50/50."