Mood:  hungry

I still can’t believe that I am married. I don’t feel any different and nothing about our relationship has really changed. There is just a piece of paper now that binds us together legally.  I guess somehow I thought I would feel “different” in some way. Maybe it would be different if my husband was at least in the same state. He won’t be home until Dec 7^th and our evening phone calls just make me miss him more. I don’t know how on earth we are going to survive a 6 month deployment.

The wedding was beautiful and everything I hoped it would be. It was small and quaint and everyone I love most was there to help me celebrate. I did get a few laughs at the reception when they told me about Lennie entertaining the crowd. See thanks to the Mothers I was late for my wedding. Only about 10 minutes but still enough time for some awkward silence in the chapel so Lennie decided to tell a couple of jokes to the crowd. Of course they didn’t understand a word he said but they all laughed anyways. Then Eric (the bagpiper) took out his flute and played a little until I arrived. I basically walked in…said my vows…and walked out. I didn’t take notice to who was in the chapel which I regret now because there were a few people who made the service but not the reception and I would have loved to have seen them. Although my bossy Aunt Pat probably wouldn’t have allowed it. She took charge after the ceremony and quickly got me back into the chapel to take pictures before any of the guest had time to speak to me.

The reception was also nice. The food was great although I didn’t get to eat much of it. While most people ate we finished taking pictures and then I grabbed a plate of food. I tried to get a second plate but I kept getting stopped by guests. When I finally got free I turned around and saw them taking the food away. I managed to only cry once and that is when my sister Anne gave her speech. There was lots of laughter and smiles which made the evening so fantastic. At the end of the night the lodge gave Lennie and I a free room and a bottle of champaign. I hated to leave the next morning because I knew that that would be the last time Lennie and I would be alone for a few weeks. We are both just looking forward to a nice quiet evening at home...just the two of us.

My current tasks are planning the big Raleigh bash which I think is going to be awesome. Hercules Mulligan will be playing that night and I believe the Irish dancers will also be performing. We will have a buffet of finger foods and each person will get two free drinks and of course there will be cake. I am sure I am coax Eric into playing his pipes and other musicians but come out to play. Should be a great time.

Next on my list is changing my name. I don’t even know where to start. It all seems so overwhelming. I have decided that I am going to go with Rebecca Gayle Thomson instead of Rebecca Warren Thomson. That just doesn’t sound right.