I dropped the ball on the whole wedding reporting idea. But the week started getting crazy around Thursday and I just couldn’t get it together to continue the nonsense ramblings. No worries though, I made it through. Thanks for being concerned. I’m now a married man with a wife.
I couldn’t have asked for a better time in my life. The wedding was wonderful. But by the time Courtney got down the isle with her parents she was already in tears. Although I was a bit concerned everything went fine. We remembered our lines, her train stayed out of the way (for the most part), and during the I Will section (used to be called the I Do section but I guess someone along the way decided I will sounds better) I managed to slip in a little “And you promise to make me dinner” which made Courtney chuckle a tad. To this day I do say to her that she DID say “I Will” to everything, even the dinner part. So I’m waiting patiently for my macroni and cheese dinner. I had to promise we would get a kitchen table though. A fair trade I guess.
Jamaica was nice. It was nice to be somewhere warm. But it was very, very damp. We’d go to bed wet and wake up wet. Clothes never dried. It was great to relax but I was happy to come home and be husband and wife. Our flight arrived Monday morning at 1:30am so we took Monday off and got nothing done we wanted. Instead we goofed off like normal. 
I don’t really have any digital pictures of Jamaica. I wasn’t in the mood for photography. There are some nice wedding pics laying around here which I may scan for public viewing.
