That’s the thing we’ve (I’ve) heard most over the last two weeks. In case you’re not on our Facebook page (why aren’t you?) or personal friends of ours, you might not know that we, got hitched a couple weeks ago. In a very quiet ceremony on a lovely beach, accompanied by a few family members who decided to crash the party, we made it legal.
No more “living in sin” for us! And thus begins the quiet decent… I’m kidding. Aside from the tremendous about of love we’ve received, came the comment, “Well it’s about time!” Yes it is about time. I’m sorry to have kept you all waiting.
It was the ninth anniversary of our first date and that seemed like the perfect day. We didn’t want two different anniversaries to think about and now we just have to distinguish between the first-date date and the wedding date. Once I actually write it down, it seems just as complicated doesn’t it.
At any rate, we’ve decided to go with the same tactics Mac and Windows use with their OS launches and go with the decimal. So, next year on our first wedding anniversary, we’ll call it 9.1. Nine years together- one year married. Then 9.2, etc… etc… I’ll let you know how that goes.
After the ceremony, we hopped on a flight (a 5:30 am flight) to NYC for some posh hotel beds, great food, museums and Broadway so Mel could check Phantom off her bucket list. On our last day we hit Brooklyn for Grimaldi’s Pizza and other glorious gastro-adventures and then back to Vacilando where we quickly got back to reality and installed our new fridge. Glamourous right! When you’ve been buying ice and eating out for six months you better believe it’s glamourous!
So there you have it… the latest from St. Simons Island. Take it easy everyone. I hope it’s been a wonderful summer.