So I had to abruptly publish this post a couple days ago because my photgrapher had posted the teaser pictures from the wedding. And i have spent the past two days staring at them in some sort of trance.
I cannot get over how great they turned out. If I wasnt so scared of the internet, I might post them here, but I am chicken, so…
Anyway. I am making lemon risotto tonight. Yum. It is so nice to be able to come home and make dinner and plop in front of the TV if I am so inclined. It is just nice to be back to regular ol’ cam and jeff instead of “bride and groom,” since in the weeks leading up to the wedding, “bride” was apparently my name, even though I cant stand that word and everything it implies in this day and age and despite my insistence that no one use the “b word” around me. If I learned one thing from getting married it is that tradition rules everything. No matter that you dont want to be referred to as bride, everyone will do it regardless of your requests. It is supposed to be your special daaaaayyy with everything your way, but if you stray off the traditional beaten path , you will be taken with a grain of salt and tradition will win out in the end, at least when it comes to how everyone treats you.
Anyhoo, the wedding is over, so enough with the nuptial ranting. Onward, to whatever lies ahead…
