I discovered wedding pictures that were surreptitiously uploaded on my computer by an angelic bridesmaid (or was it a group plot?)
Thank you!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Las Vegas, anyone?
Rather suddenly, I realize that I am going to Las Vegas next week. I've never been, and truthfully never cared much about going. However, I find myself in need of very specific teacher training to keep some peace at the place of work. My options at this point were limited. Las Vegas has the cheapest airfare.
I haven't traveled much by myself in the US. I went to France and Portugal for trips my myself no problem. I speak the language, and somehow Las Vegas seems scarier. Much scarier.
And I'll be away from my charming, funny, and handsome husband for three days. Pout.
I hope I can get over being scared. I want to go out and see things and have fun outside of my hotel room. Hopefully I will. I'll let you know.
In the meantime, anybody want to join me?
I haven't traveled much by myself in the US. I went to France and Portugal for trips my myself no problem. I speak the language, and somehow Las Vegas seems scarier. Much scarier.
And I'll be away from my charming, funny, and handsome husband for three days. Pout.
I hope I can get over being scared. I want to go out and see things and have fun outside of my hotel room. Hopefully I will. I'll let you know.
In the meantime, anybody want to join me?
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
As demanded...
We are married, honeymooned, and mostly moved in! (if anyone knows how to insert joyous and celebratory music for a blog entry, let me know). This post will have to be brief, as it is after 1 pm and I haven't left the house yet. I do promise honeymoon pictures and more introspection later.
Best wedding day memories:
All of my dearest friends generously getting things done without being asked.
Feeling like a princess.
Best ceremony memory:
During the ring exchange, we both teared up and I stopped shaking and realized it was real and done and beautiful.
Best reception memory:
Getting a sneaky note from Caroline Fowler that said I looked beautiful and still very much like myself.
Best Davenport memory:
Waking up and eating room-service breakfast in bed with my husband. (Sorry if you were looking for a more titillating memory. This is a G-rated blog).
Best Honeymoon memories:
Doing nothing except hanging out with my best friend.
Salsa dancing in a cuban bar.
Hearing David giggling like I've never heard him giggle before when we swam with dolphins.
Fine dining on the beach (like, this-table-is-in-the-sand-on-the-beach, not what-a-lovely-view-of-the-beach) at sunset.
Zip-line jungle tour.
And check out these PHOTOS!
Best wedding day memories:
All of my dearest friends generously getting things done without being asked.
Feeling like a princess.
Best ceremony memory:
During the ring exchange, we both teared up and I stopped shaking and realized it was real and done and beautiful.
Best reception memory:
Getting a sneaky note from Caroline Fowler that said I looked beautiful and still very much like myself.
Best Davenport memory:
Waking up and eating room-service breakfast in bed with my husband. (Sorry if you were looking for a more titillating memory. This is a G-rated blog).
Best Honeymoon memories:
Doing nothing except hanging out with my best friend.
Salsa dancing in a cuban bar.
Hearing David giggling like I've never heard him giggle before when we swam with dolphins.
Fine dining on the beach (like, this-table-is-in-the-sand-on-the-beach, not what-a-lovely-view-of-the-beach) at sunset.
Zip-line jungle tour.
And check out these PHOTOS!
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