No, we're not die-hard Titanic fanatics. I just thought it appropriate that we have an ambiguous reference to something relating to a maiden voyage. Fitting, right?
Anyway, let me start out by thanking everyone who made our wedding such an awesome reality. It went off better than we ever hoped, albeit a little windy, rainy and such. But, what's a momentous occasion without a little excitement?
We've decided that the union of two families such as ours is absolutely exquisite. When you have a group of people as musically gifted and able as the Chamberlains, what can better compliment that ability than an over-abundance of exhuberance and willingness to shake it, as we Nuckles' have? It's just something beautiful to be a part of. I'm not sure how it looks from the outside, and I don't necessarily envy those of you who have to observe us, but; no apologies, and no regrets! : ) Seriously, we love both of our families. They're just great.
For those of you who didn't know, we went to Vegas for our honeymoon. Complete with random run-ins with old schoolmates, Batman encounters, Phantom experiences, and a plethora of intoxicated individuals, I don't feel we missed out on much.
Since then, our honeymoon has lasted approximately 7 weeks, and no end is in sight. We live an idyllic life, if I do say so myself. We're living in Claire's dream home for a good deal of her life. It's a fully-restored and in-period Toquerville home, and it's quite the residence. It looks great, and has an amazing feeling of authenticity inside. Any of you who have been on one of our many tours know just what we mean. However, authenticity comes at a price. Now, a number of weeks into it, and lots of hunched showers, bumped foreheads, trips to and from the parents' house with needed stored things, and numberless bug carcasses later, we can honestly say that we still love the house, but we're both ready to get into "a place of our own."
Other than that, we're both working full time; Claire still loving life in Eccoci, and I'm surviving the heat out at Sand Hollow as a full time Mussel Man. (No, that's not a misspelling. Google it with Sand Hollow. You'll get it.)