This is Wes and I from Saturday night's Naval formal. Do we look hot or what? Look at all his medals! Only one other person there had more than him: the Captain.
But, let's start from the beginning. I got to Wes's Thursday night: an hour and a half late. Stupid mechanical problems. That night we just crashed. Nothing exciting. Friday morning, we got up and got married. Yes, you read that right. Wes and I got married this weekend by a Justice of the Peace. We were married by 9:30am. We're still going to have a "wedding" and reception in September, but since Wes is in the military and you never know what's going to happen there, and since I'm a poor graduate student with little to no medical benefits, we decided to get married. We're still having a wedding ceremony because his kids don't know, and we want them to understand that this does change things, not just that we have a piece of paper and now we live together. The rest of the day was spent making sure we were married ;)
Saturday, we went to check out reception sites and we went to the formal. The formal was nice, but long. Everyone was very congratulatory (they knew before-hand) and they even toasted us. Yesterday we started looking at honeymoon stuff and larger apartments. Then I came home. Very late. I will catch up on your blogs later. I'm not ignoring you, I just have a ton of stuff to do.
This marriage thing. The opinions have been a little varied and a little weird. I told my parents last weekend that we were going to do it, and Wes told his dad. They were all excited for us and supportive. And they all think we should still have the September thing for the family. Camille knew before my parents knew. As usual, she always makes me think about my decisions, and she was also supportive. I called my siblings after the fact, and they were very excited (especially my 19 year old sister who wants to get married next year: too young!). My Grandmere was a little surprised, but happy. My grandparents understood. But, neither one of them understood why we're still having the September thing. I'm sure my parents will talk to them and hopefully they'll be able to come. My matron of honor, and I quote: what did you do that for? She said it won't make a difference, she will still come out in Sep., but she seemed a bit shocked. She doesn't have kids, so she doesn't understand that aspect of it. She wants to know why we don't just have a party in TX. Why? Because I hate TX. And, it's for his kids. And it's going to be a military thing. We'll see. If she decides to bail that's her business. Everyone else is getting e-mails: I just can't call everyone. And there will be formal invitations for September.
Well, I believe that is all. I need to eat and clean this mess and go to work and get groceries and I have 72 papers I need to grade by Wednesday. And I miss my husband.