These past 11 months have flown by. It’s been almost a whole year since Jack and I got married, and this past year has been so different to the one that came before it. We got another kitty, spent our first Christmas together (just the two of us, no family), moved house, and grew a vegetable patch in our brand new garden. The year 2013 was craft-overload with bunting and old photographs. This year has been much more relaxed and I am loving it.
“So! How’s married life?” has been asked, I don’t know, a million times and my response is always “You know, it’s exactly the same.” Sure, we’re more relaxed now that we’re not planning a wedding, but our relationship is the same as it ever has been.
One thing I have noticed though is how much I don’t care about weddings anymore. Don’t get me wrong, my friend’s weddings that I’ve attended since have been awesome (and I helped my friend organise an incredible proposal), but I can’t even bring myself to watch ‘Don’t Tell The Bride’ or anything else like it. Wedding pictures on Instagram? Pass.
I’m so over weddings that I’ve only just got around to thinking about ordering an album. And we’ve still got to finish our video. But I do have a preview of sorts that I can share with you.
But before I do, I just want to sort-of recap over our evening reception. I guess the reason why that post was so hard was because, well, nothing much happened. The band were so out-of-this-world amazing that we just danced. And danced and danced and danced—there’s not much more to talk about. We had glow sticks and ’90s dance music and we danced until our feet fell off. And I think I ripped my dress because I was dancing so hard. Oops.
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