Well it’s all over. The parties, the planning, the wedding and the honeymoon. Back to our busy life and reality, although somehow it’s still very unreal to me. Busy...always. Real? Not quite yet. You love it when people ask themselves questions, and then answer them individually right in front of you. Last week I went through 400+ photos from the "big day" and I still can’t believe that whole thing went down. Two weeks of greatness...and now we're fricken married. What? I have heard that it’s now time for the serious lessons to be learned… Like driving my husband’s big stupid car. Note: We will find something to call him soon so that you don’t delete BSS from your google reader- having read the haughty words "my husband" every three lines. So the car…it happens to be big, and because it’s the machine used for teaching me to drive a manual tranie for the first time, it’s also stupid . Why the need to conquer driving a manual? Being able to si
Tales that are just long enough.