...And Then It Was Done.

The union joined and the journey initiated. That says the long and short of it. It has now been a week and four days since I have endured the rite of passage we call a "wedding". Do I feel the same? Yes, very much so. And no, not at all. Will this experience change me? Time will tell, but I hope so. The woman I married will hopefully take me on a dynamic expedition of learning. She will help me to mold my life so that it's not my life anymore, but ours. She will prepare me for the unpreparable. That's right, Beth, I've got big expectations for you as well as myself.

Everything was perfect, so I've been told. To me, the wedding, the reception, and the honeymoon was nothing but a blur. I have been to a foreign land and back, but it seems like only minutes have passed. I sincerely hope this is not the way the rest of my life, wait, correction, our life will be. I am in the midst of something I really wish to cling to for eternity and a day.

However, it seems as if I am trying to lasso a G-Dub created hurricane. Slow down the unstoppable force, if you will.

I would have really enjoyed to bring you guys some pictures from our honeymoon, but I am still living in the pre-historic age and only took photos with disposable cameras. Maybe Mr. or Mrs. Relevant can link up some photos of the wedding and reception? If not, that's okay.

"No pressure, Mon!"

This phrase was uttered over a thousand times to Beth and I while in St. Lucia. Translated to the Midwestern U.S. English, it means "You've got it!" An example of this would be:
Bartender: "What you be a' drinkin', Mon?"
Me: "I would like a Pedro Collins, please."
Bartender: "Fo de fine missus?"
Beth: "A Dirty Banana, please."
Bartender: "No pressure, Mon!"

There is a semi-active volcano on the island. We were able to walk inside it. I have pictures, no, not digital pictures. The pressure from the gases and heat below escape in the form of sulfur dioxide laden steam. Yes, it is incredibly smelly. You know, like Jackson's finest. The sulfur dioxide smell is evidence there is no pressure build up from the gas and heat below. Therefore, "No pressure, no problem." As this has been shortened to "No pressure!"

There, you have learned something.

Educational website like mine should win an award.