well, unmarried life, so far. Except a little less stressful and obsessed with the upcoming wedding, since the wedding is no longer upcoming.
For months Adam & I have been managing our lives based on the fact that everything is leading up to the wedding. The world was split into two places: Pre-wedding and Post-wedding. It’s absolutely fantastic to sit back now and think that there is only post-wedding. The world can continue as per normal in our lives now.
We’ve been staying up in New Liskeard since last Tuesday. Our plans are to leave first thing in the morning tomorrow and head for Marathon, Ontario. We’ll be camping out of the car for our drive back to BC. It should be quite fun.
The past couple of days after the wedding we’ve spent with family and friends here. It’s been so great to see them all. Now all we have to do is figure out how to make them move to BC….
What can I say… Hmmm. I guess I should make a proper entry about the wedding or something, right? I’ll start with the night before.
The day before the wedding guests and bridesmaids started arriving. We had pizza in the back yard before I left the house to spend the night at laquira and msfancypants hotel room. Back at the hotel, we drank some daquiris and wine and rum & coke. At one point I remember us all running down the stairs like silly girls to look at the beautiful train of my dress, since I hadn’t actually seen it yet. People started disappearing around 1:30am or so, and I was left flipping between Dances with Wolves and talk shows on the hotel’s amazing circa 1982 television.
At about 2:15am, I heard a knock on the door. I got up and answered it to find Leigh (a friend of Adam’s) standing at the door with a silly grin on his face. Down the hall I could see Paul & Phil standing in the doorframe, and heard strange sounds coming from that direction. I asked Leigh if I was going to want my camera, and he told me that I most certainly would. I ran back into the suite and grabbed it.
I think I must have waited at that door with Leigh for a good five minutes before Paul & Phil finally started escorting a very wobbly, very blindfolded Adam down the hall. Once they got him to my door, they sprayed whipped cream onto his head and put a cherry on top, and Leigh asked me if I would still take Adam, after they had embarrassed and debased him the way they had. I could barely stop laughing long enough to say yes.