The other black members of our family are very happy too:
[There is supposed to be a cute picture of the four of them on the couch here, but it won't upload.]
Alex is a little more stand-offish:
[There is supposed to be a picture of Alex sitting all alone here, but it won't upload.]
While we were visiting the doctor, the assistant asked us if we were married yet. Dave and I kind of got this puzzled look and said, "Yes." She said, "Oh, so I can change your status from boyfriend, then? And (looking at me) change your name?" I told her that we had been married nearly four years and that I just never changed my last name.The vet then said, "We had been wondering about you two. I noticed that you (me) were wearing a ring but then I saw that he wasn't. So, I wasn't sure what the story was."
Dave explained that he had taken his ring off after getting home from work (something he does quite frequently). And then I laughed pretty hard and revealed that the ring I was wearing was a cheap cubic zirconia, because my hands are now too swollen to wear my actual wedding band.
We all had a pretty good laugh, and I thought it interesting that the doctor's office would take such an interest in our personal lives. Of course, we are there so often that I suppose it is not too surprising!