Thanks to everyone for all the lovely bloggy wishes and Facebook comments.
And yes, we are married now. I married the love of my life. And he’s sitting right over there annoying me with hour 2,024 of playing Fallout 3 on our holiday time off. And even that makes me happy.
All is good.
The wedding was wonderful. Absolutely everything that I expected it to be, and more. I would change little and hope to remember those moments and special feelings for decades. We are lucky people and that was blindingly clear these past few weeks.
I have many pictures filtering in and landing up on Facebook — both the embarassing and the beautiful.
But I’ll share them all later, with the exception of this one. Because it kind of sums up our whole day.
It wasn’t our first dance, it was a stolen moment of our last. The night had reached a pitch and the relief of a slow song had filtered in, thankfully at the same moment I actually found Michael near the dance floor. Neither of us know how to dance, so we just swayed like it was an 8th grade prom.
We were so very happy. We still are.
Since that evening, we have spent four wonderful days of rest in Cape May, NJ — his place of birth and one of our favorite places to go together. We stayed in a drafty, but beautifully renovated, hotel called Congress Hall. We could see the beach and the ocean from all three windows…from bed. We ate a renowned local restaurants (Ebbit Room, Washington Inn) and tried and true favorites (Uncle Bills for pumpkin pancakes). We napped and took steaming hot baths in cast iron tubs. We got a massage (Michael) and a facial (me) and wandered on foot.
It was so lovely.
Back in time for Thanksgiving, we ate too much, laughed a good deal, and (in my case) missed family who weren’t there. We also opened legions of beautiful and generous wedding presents from friends and family. We are definitely blessed.
Since then, we have decorated for Christmas, cleaned the house, and spent entirely too much time on our rears.
Life, is good.
There’s more going on here, which is pretty darn typical. I’ve been building a new website, because I honestly think wordpress is not the right platform for me and have been completely converted into a MacGirl within 10 minutes of turning my new computer on.
In the coming weeks, I’ll share the link to my new home. It has pictures. And a place for recipes and journaling everything — life and training.
Speaking of training…I’m a big pile of relaxed Jello right now, but no worries. Because I’ve figured out what the next season will bring. And it’s nice and big, of course.
For now, though, I’m going to continue to sit here and play on my mac next to a pretty Douglas fir tree, trimmed in burgundy, silver, and gold. Oh, and cycling ornaments, too. With my sparkly new wedding band and my gaming obsessed husband on the couch.
It does sound good, no?