In a few hours we board the kick-off flight for our wedding extravaganza. Even as I write, Doolies is busily stuffing her bags. It’s a night flight that leaves Sunday night and arrives Tuesday morning, staying in the air for around 12 hours. Yes, it’s confusing. Suffice to say we’ll try to make the most of Tuesday when we arrive. We have a busy week, even we don’t count the actual wedding day.

People keep asking me how I’m doing with the whole wedding thing. Truthfully, both Doolies and I are doing very well. I think when you’re older, weddings come easier. You realize that life is a lot bigger than just one day, no matter how important that one day is. Doolies has been wonderful during the planning process. She gets a bit frustrated with my lazy ways, but she has a way of working through a list (or sometimes lists of lists) that is downright angelic.

Speaking of plans, the plans for our two weddings are as finished as they’re going to get. We have a fun two weeks planned for Taiwan, and I’ll try to document our doings. I know things have been quiet around here. It'll give me a chance to liven up the place.