|My wedding bouquet made for great photo opportunities.|
Four weeks ago today I married an amazing man in the back garden. And now—as I sit here writing this—it's great to publicly admit that we met online and immediately knew we would marry.
Just 6 months after we met, we were married. There, I said it.
This happened because maturity and experience are great things. Middle-aged love is nothing to scoff at either—especially when it brings such joy and happiness.
And in my case, I can't say enough about the lessons learned from my divorce. I know now that it took a divorce in order for me to truly understand how much marriage and commitment mean to me. Marriage means working together and being a team and I have that now for the first time. It's what I've always wanted and hoped for and it's such a great feeling knowing now that someone truly has my back and I can count on him to be there. I'm pretty sure he feels the same way too.
|Maurice helping to roll out the garden carpet.|
|Planted topiary ball with Bromeliad and Ficus. Made to come indoors over the winter. Will keep you updated on how it holds up indoors as a houseplant planting.|
|Two of the fur balls thinking all of the hub-bub was about them—since it usually is all about them.|
Since John didn't move in with me until after our honeymoon, that night, we both had a lot of time to think about our new life together and what it would be like in the future.
My mind was so busy thinking about packing I knew I just had to be me no matter what.
|Oh why did I wait until the last minute?|
|Having fun with my own selfie.|
When you plan a noontime wedding, that doesn't mean you have a ton of time to get ready. I know that now. But of course, I pulled it all together.
|John and I are oddballs. If you don't know that about me yet, then you must be new to my blog or else you haven't been paying attention.|
|Look! My head is exploding with flowers!|
I had asked Quinn to go "over the top" and I'm pretty sure she nailed it.
|Yes, I really do laugh loudly. Am I channeling Phyllis Diller? Maybe...|
On my wedding day, I was very happy and we had a little secret too.
|The look on my face terrifies me. I look a lot like my paternal great-grandmother who I take after in so many ways. I guess it makes sense.|
My eldest niece, seen here on the left, was the minister of our ceremony. We kept that a secret from my family until after the ceremony. It was such a great idea and it made the event so much more meaningful.
That's not to say that her younger sister (on the right) wasn't involved too. She made sure we had lots of photos and provided plenty of laughs.
I love my girls.
|Probably one of my favorite pictures from our special day. I know. I'm weird. I already told you I was though...|
Yes, we didn't invite our moms to our wedding. They've been through it all before so we did things differently and they didn't mind at all.
Trust me, it worked very well and they both loved seeing us all dressed up while we ate Boccone Dolce.
|John looking at me thinking, "We pulled it off, our moms are both stuffed, now let's get the heck out of here and head to Alaska!!"|