getting married is like a box of chocolates.

so i got married, and it was good.
in a superbly stellar kind of way.
most of everyone i loved was there.
some of everyone i loved did other things that day, and that's ok. i still love them.
i wore my mom's dress and got married in the same church as her and daddy and walked down the aisle to a rocket summer song i picked out for my wedding in grade 12. and then me & my new husband hit up tcby in swift current.
there's more to it than that. the last couple weeks have been completely, insanely surreal, and i'm not actually sure they happened. i would pinch myself but that might hurt, and i might wake up alone with pinch marks in my arm.
ew.
but when i've sorted everything out, i'll blog it. that's what good bloggers do. i'll post a picture or two. i'll write some stuff. we'll bond.
if anyone out there is still checking this thing after my two whole weeks of absence.
helloooo?