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It’s official. I’m a wife!


 

I love this photo.

You would never know by looking at it that my £5 lace shrug was covering bed bug bite scars inflicted on me from an infestation that struck our home one month before our wedding, or that I had only slept three hours the night before in the worst hotel ever (I’m not even exaggerating), or that I had a nasty case of dry, cotton ball mouth. No, I’m pretty sure by looking at this photo that you wouldn’t see that.

Just a few minutes before this photo was taken, we had said our vows. We had promised to love, honour, and cherish each other for the rest of our lives. And in that moment, I couldn’t have been happier.

So, no, I’m not going to regale you with tales of how perfect and magical this day was because even though it was the happiest day of my life so far, it most definitely wasn’t perfect. And that’s exactly the way we wanted it to be. Besides, our pest control specialist told us that bed bugs have been known to cause divorce. I figure if we could get through a horrible month battling the “Red Menace” we could make it through anything…

And, just in case you were wondering, we’ve been bed bug free for 2 months and most of my 28 bite scars have faded away…*loud knocking on wood*

Also, I only threatened to call off the wedding once due to the bed bugs, but that was after waking up with 3 bites on my face.

ON. MY. FACE!

No bride-to-be should ever have to deal with that bullshiz!

 

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December 9, 2011 · 10:35 am