I know you have all missed me this week. right??? right?..right…?
Anyways, I have severe bronchitis now and my husband does too… They have me on an inhaler because my bronchial tuba—!tubes! keep closing on me. It is all lovely. And now Chris is sick as well.
We had a pretty wedding, from what I remember. (I was REALLY sick). We grabbed all the gift envelopes on the way out, and then went to our apartment. Chris stripped me, and put me to bed. I fell asleep without a second glance at my new husband. The next morning we went and collected our gifts and spent the day quietly resting. On monday we left for Cocoa Beach for a 3 day vacation/honeymoon. We were both so sick, that not much went on in the bedroom.
We came back yesterday to rescue our poor neglected dog from his sister. She wouldn’t go potty the whole time we were gone!!! Poor thing! She was very glad to see us. Then we went home and looked at our thoughly trashed apartment. I then turned on our computer (rescued as well, from the repair shop) and played Sim City 2000 for a couple hours. Then went to bed.
Now I’m at work again, coughing my lungs onto the computer. And everyone is asking about my wedding, that I was partially unconcious for.
Oh, well. It was nice though.
Jesus, this brings back memories. I got sick after our wedding, the worst cold I have ever had in my life. We had reservations at two all-inclusive resorts in Jamaica. That means you pay $$ upfront and then presumably drink and eat like a maniac. Me? I lived on pineapple and melon. When I COULD leave our room, that is. Eight days of sleeping most of the day while my poor new husband tried to have a nice honeymoon without me. It sucked.
I hope you mend quickly. One nice thing that came of this, we decided we would have “a second honeymoon” at some point. We did try to have one, though I got sick AGAIN ( was pregnant, a happier reason once we figured it out) so we’re still looking forward to a nice second honeymoon sometime. It’s nice to have the prospect of a “do over” in your future. Make that vow!
Well my mom was very…happy at the wedding. She was at least there though. She wasn’t letting me out of my dress though. I couldn’t breath in the boned bodice. She kept threatening me until my best man’s mom convinced her to let me out of it.
Pictures will be posted as soon as I get them. Only the good ones though!!!
And Cranky:
Chris and I are havingout real honeymoon in December. We are goign to NYC for two weeks. he has never seen snow. So it should be fun. Maybe a bit more in the sack too;)
Absolutely echoing AudreyK’s sentiments:
I am so glad things not only worked out that Mom could be there, but that she was “happy” (although there seems to be a little trepidation in how you stated that, what with the ellipsis).
I hope that (bronchitis notwithstanding) your day was filled with beautiful memories that can be cherished for always. Congratulations!
And get better!
When I say “happy” I mean she wasn’t psycotic. She was more bubbly and “up” than her normal self. But I suppose that only people who know her would notice it. She went on a two day “creativity” streak before the wedding. She is still being creative… Wuuunderful.:rolleyes:
I am so happy that your mom was able to be with you for your wedding. You had said that if you got married without her there, it would be one more thing you would never hear the end of. Hopefully, the fact that she was there will be one less thing you have to deal with in the future.
I am so sorry that you and your new husband were not able to take full advantage of your (1st) honeymoon. I am sure that the REAL honeymoon will fulfill your best dreams.
Congratulations! And best wishes and prayers that you will have a long and happy marriage. Your honey seems to love and support you, and the two of you appear to have complete honesty between you. Can’t think of a better foundation for a good marriage.
I look forward to hearing from you often in the future, and maybe more from your darling, too?
Congrats, tubagirl and Chris! I’m so glad your wedding went off well, and you’re happily wed.
Sincere sympathies on the bronchitis thing. Your wedding sounds like it was simple and beautiful, but seems like any wedding is stressful enough to leave the main participants totally wrung out. (And honestly, it wasn’t the “most important day of your life”; it was the day that formalized all the really important days to come!)
Glad you have another honeymoon in the plans. In the meantime, take your meds, eat chicken soup and rest up. (Nag, nag, nag!)
There’s the old best man’s toast that says, “May this be the worst day of your lives,” meaning, of course, that the wedding is usually a great day, and therefore hoping your future days to be even better.
In your case, though, having better days is sort of a foregone conclusion.
