Yes, as Carmen pointed out in the comment on my last blog, I got married. Though if you're reading this, you probably already know that. But just in case you missed it, the pictures are here.
It was lovely and amazing and I'm still flabbergasted that I was able to pull it off. Not everything went perfect, but that's how these things go. What mattered was that the next morning I woke up a married woman. And I didn't go bridezilla! Jared got drunk.. but survived unscathed. I lost my grandmother's ring at the end of the night. And someone threw up out front. My step-brother hit on EVERY female there, including my married (and pregnant) best friend, my other best friend's wife, and all of Jared's cousins. But that's just the little things that no one will remember. What was great was the dancing, the sweetness, the people, the colors, the pictures, the family. I truly had a great time, and unfortunately it was over before I could blink. The pictures are all I have to remember it by. Someone videotaped, but I havn't received the DVD yet. Since it was a favor, I'll wait patiently.
The honeymoon was more that I could have imagined. The two months afterwards have been even better. Nothing has really changed, except my name. Jared lived with me for 3 years before hand, so this was nothing new.
The next stage in life is moving. We are working on that.. Last night I cleaned out my closet to find stuff for Goodwill. I am giving away about 60 pairs of shoes, and 4 trash bags full of clothes. I also found something odd in my closet: a wrapped Christmas present. I could tell it was one that I had wrapped, I recognized the paper. It was small, and squished under some boxes. I opened it and found a little journal. There was no name attached, not to the paper or written in the journal.
Who could this have been for? I have zero recollection of buying or wrapping this.
Maybe I put it there so that I would forget and find myself a happy little gift in the future...