Hi, all. I know I have made many an empty promise to blog more over the last three years, but I swear, it’s different this time...I’ve changed, I can be different, I can do better, I promise, just don’t leave me!
As many of you know, on January 21st, 2012, Brett and I were married in Las Vegas. We got engaged in October and I started planning a wedding for autumn of 2012. After looking into over thirty, yes, 3-0, venues that were all out of our budget, I was completely over it. We wanted a celebration, a big party with our friends and family, and it wasn’t going to happen on our meager budget here in town. Additionally, Brett got a new job. He was slated to start as a conductor with BNSF on February 6th. Knowing that he would not be able to get more than *possibly* one day off to get married for the next few years, we had to act quick if we wanted a wedding...so a few days before Christmas we announced that we were packing it to Vegas and anyone that wanted to join was welcome. The response was something that still brings tears to my eyes. We had almost fifty people come with a month notice.
relaxing together before the ceremony
my dad stopped by to say hi before the bachelorette party...yikes
i just love him so much.
Our day was absolutely amazing, and at the risk of sounding cliche, it was just so...US. The ceremony itself was intimate and we said vows that we wrote. The “reception”, if you could call it that, was at a karaoke bar at The Imperial Palace. The place was a complete dive...it was perfect. We drank, danced, sang and partied until six in the morning. Every day, I wish I could go back and do it all over again in slow motion...it was just too perfect. But, the party had to come to an end eventually...
We returned home and Brett began his new job. It’s an absolutely amazing opportunity, but has not come without sacrifice and difficulties along the way. It’s a tough job, working for the railroad...the pay and benefits are wonderful, the hours are not and during his training he is basically in school for nineteen weeks. This has been a huge adjustment. It seems to be getting better and once the training is over, he’s confident he’ll like it much better. I am so, so proud of everything he has accomplished thus far and his dedication to make a better life for us. He is an amazing husband and I am so blessed!
Unfortunately, a few weeks ago, I fell ill. I thought I was having another bout with pneumonia, but it turns out that was not the case. My doctor thinks I have some form of an autoimmune disease, likely Lupus. I have an appointment with a specialist this week and I should definitely know more then. I’m currently out from work on doctor’s orders and I have to say...IT BLOWS. I am bored out of my mind and I’m not sure why I didn’t think to start blogging sooner, it’s definitely cathartic for me. At any rate, be prepared for more from me, including a misadventure today at the Alberta Co-Op Grocery, where I attempted to cure myself with organic kale and Kombucha...that’s a real thing that happened.
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