I just realized that since I have been on my honeymoon and sick last week I neglected to catch you up on all the happenings for the last 2.5 weeks of my life.
I am a terrible blogger.
The wedding was wonderful. I did my endowments the day before and met Scotland's adorable little family and then we rushed down to Pocatello for a family barbecue. 



We were able to setup the reception decor at that time as well. The little jars that Jesslyn and I made were soooo pretty, we hung them on shepherds hooks around the barbecue area and on Saturday we lined the entry walk with them.




Thinking about it now, it seems strange to me that I wasn't nervous at all. I wasn't on the verge of a panic attack, or stressing about the reception, or how my makeup or hair looked. I was just happy and ready. I calmly watched in the mirror while my mother laced up the back of my dress in the bride room. I applied my lip gloss with a steady hand. And when I was ready, I gathered things up and it was time to go. Afterwards, I took Scotland's hand and we walked out the doors of the temple to our waiting families and posed for pictures and smiled and hugged. Then we went to the luncheon and did a small ring ceremony for Scotland's family to see and then ate wonderful pasta for lunch.

Our realtor, Darrell, opened up our new house so that everyone could see it, even though we hadn't yet officially closed on it. Family and friends were invited to tour it and see the place that we would be calling home. I am sure people in the neighborhood thought I was crazy like a fox when I hoped out of my mother's SUV in my big fluffy dress and flounced my way across the lawn just as Scotland pulled up on his motorcycle in his tux. Oh how I wish I had a picture of that!
(And here is my shameless begging.) PLEASE!!! To all those of you who love me (at least some of the time) and you have pictures of my beautiful day, please send them to me!!! I want to surround myself with them in my home and office and everywhere I go! (Shameless begging ended)
The rest of my story is to be continued, for I have far exceeded my wasted work time for today...
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