Just a quick one to let you all know I'm back at it! The wedding was wonderful, and we had several good days with my friends around that. It was honestly a rush to meet everyone in person.
I honestly meant to be blogging again before now, but as it turns out wedding things were not the end of the adjustments. It's not been bad, though. We're on an apartment search, Josh is substitute teaching now, I am just hairs away from finishing Torchlighters and things generally seem to be looking up.
So this is probably going to be one of those, 'ramble about life the universe and everything' blog entries and you're not obligated to stick around for that if it's not your cup of tea.
Anyway, people keep asking us if we feel any different now that we've gotten married and the consensus seems to be a big resounding no. To be fair, Josh and I have been together for eight years already. We knew we were headed this way a long time before we actually committed to it, so it isn't really scary or profound, it just is. We are exactly as we were before the wedding, just now the state recognizes it.
Things I didn't expect about the wedding itself:
-We didn't actually have time to think. Wow, it's like, everybody wants to talk to you. It was one person after another. I was totally that rude person that kept eating while people were talking because if I hadn't I wouldn't have had the opportunity to do so.
-Everything that could have gone wrong did. Omg. I'm talking payment issues, I'm talking my dress coming in the wrong color (fortunately I loved it anyway), I'm talking people not showing up or being late. None of that really mattered in the end, though, everything turned out beautiful.
-It rained and it was heckin' cold. Not that anybody could have helped that. It was alright, and the weather the day after was amazing. Considering my venue was mostly outdoors and extremely muddy, I'm amazed that my dress and shoes came out as clean as they did.
Anyway I am totally going to post pictures because what kind of a bride would I be if I didn't, but my photographer's still working on them and you can't rush perfection. Believe you me, when I get them y'all will be the first to know. You know, all one of you.
(I'm kidding, that was a self-deprecating joke)
Another thing I learned was that I really love escape rooms. My group did two of them and one was kind of easy but we got our nonsense together and passed the second one which was apparently really difficult and only had a 10% escape rating. I knew we'd do alright, I've been working with these people online for years and we've got a really solid idea what our strengths are.
Also my hair is huge and I should never be allowed to try crawling under lasers because of that.
This might be my new favorite thing, though. I'm in the process of convincing my family it's a good idea to go to one for my birthday this year, I just really want to see what happens. I know my brothers will have fun and I strongly suspect so will my grandfather.
And of course we're also back at the D&D table on Saturday nights. It's good for a consistent habit, I think. I didn't catch a DM's log about any of it yet, but there's actually a good reason for that this time. I'm test running something that I might end up running again and I'm not about to risk one of the other players reading up on what happened.
Needless to say, Stalkurn is a degenerate.
Megan R. Miller